"It's nothing." Mo Bei's voice was cold, and his expression did not change.
You can't tell a certain god that she is trying to straighten him out.
After all, this will produce a reverse psychology.
Feng Nai didn't believe such words, but it was indeed not easy to see something from that Qingjuan face.
Forget it, nothing important to talk about.
It's time for "some little brother" to give him a title.
"Go shopping with me tomorrow." Feng Nai casually said, "It's time to change the earphones."
Mo Bei: "What's wrong with the earphones?"
"It's a bit piercing in the ears." Feng Nai lied without any psychological burden, and even murmured inside.
Mo Bei raised his hand: "Let me see."
Feng Nai smiled slowly.
The more the driver looked at the front, the more he felt that their young master was not as milky as him.
What Mo Shao said was looking at the earphones.
The young master turned his head like that, making people look at his ears.
Although the posture is handsome, the face is also very noble.
But... the driver was about to shake his head when he met his young master's eyes from the rear mirror.
Under the black shattered hair, there are low-pitched warnings in the peripheral vision of his eyes, as if a demon with its sharp claws is only showing its original sharpness in places that the person can't see.
The driver shuddered immediately and stopped looking in the direction of the rear mirror.
He said how could their young master be so milky, it turned out they were all pretending...
At this time, Jiangcheng.
In the old community after nightfall, there will be noise when walking up the stairs.
After reaching the fourth floor, Lu Yifan confirmed the door number.
I don't know if the quality of the door is not good, or the community is really too old.
When he knocked on the door for the third time, the next door opened.
"No need to knock, no one lives there."
Lu Yifan's heart fell to the bottom all of a sudden, and he immediately asked, "Then do you know where they are now?"
"How would I know that." After the man finished speaking, he said, "The Mo family moved away long ago for fear of losing face."
"Shame?" Could it be because Mo Nan was scolded by netizens at that time, and everyone here knew about it
The man wiped his hands on the apron: "It's not that I'm afraid of losing face. At the beginning, how many of us persuaded her that a girl insisted on playing some games. In the end, she came back with no prospects. She went to a technical school and was still a student." Cooking is just around here, what do you think you can do well?"
"Girls playing games?" Lu Yifan's eyes moved suddenly: "Are you talking about Mo Nan's sister?"
"Isn't it her? She has a cold face and doesn't like to talk. I have advised her mother to find a good family for her at the right age. The family is so poor, why should she be so proud..."
Before the woman could finish speaking, there was a noise from inside the house: "What are you doing outside? Come in and cook soon. Are you trying to starve me to death? Will your mouth be broken?"
The woman seemed shocked when she heard the words, and immediately closed the door.
Before the door was fully closed, the roar of a middle-aged man could be faintly heard.
It is enough to see the position of the woman in the family.
Lu Yifan was very familiar with such an environment.
Because that's how he came out.
The reason why he and Mo Nan are so close is because of the same family background.
At the beginning, he really hoped that Mo Nan would live well.
It's just that he can't live better than him.
One thing is almost certain.
His sister can play games.
What else did that woman say just now
She went to a technical school, majoring in cooking, which was nearby.
Thinking of this, Lu Yifan's dark eyes revealed a faint yin...
(end of this chapter)