Mo Bei didn't know about it.

Combined with the experience of pouring only three sips of wine.

Then he looked at the man's pale lips.

I saw him pressing his stomach with one hand.

I have already believed seven points.

There is one thing that Young Master Jin thinks wrong.

When Feng Nai really wants someone, he will not be cruel to others, but to himself.

In order to look more realistic, I know that after I finish drinking, it will hurt to press my stomach like this.

He went to press it anyway.

"Let me sleep on my back for a while." Feng Nai closed his eyes, his voice a little heavy.

Mo Bei looked at that face: "Stomach hurt? ”

"Hmm." Feng Nai moved his eyelashes, this experience came entirely from Linkeng's classmates, every time that guy pretended to be pitiful, he used this trick for him.

Obviously, Feng Nai did use the right move.

Mo Bei has never had a temper with this kind of cute thing.

Especially when I felt that I was still like a cat, I didn't think much about it, so I directly stretched out my hand and pressed it on the person's stomach, and the kneading action was very light.

Feng Nai was stunned and opened his eyes, and a pair of eyes reflected the lights of the city outside the window, which was even more beautiful and profound.

Mo Bei thought that it was his cleanliness disorder, and he didn't have any emotion, so he only said lightly: "Bear with it, press it like this, and your stomach will feel a little more comfortable." ”

Feng Nai didn't speak, he only closed his eyes again, and his pale handsome face raised a shallow arc when Mo Bei couldn't see it.

Not all people who have tasted warmth.

It's not like going back to the cold.

It's so boring.

Without this person, the previous life was really boring.

Cloud depth is different.

She doesn't have to be this person.

But he, as long as this one.

Since it's pretending to be drunk.

Of course, it has to be a little more thorough.

The more Feng Nai went to the back, the more uncomfortable it became.

Mo Bei saw that he was uncomfortable, and when he got out of the car, he naturally leaned on her.

Feng Nai likes such negative distances.

Even nostalgia.

One hand was on Mo Bei's shoulder, and the other hand held down his black hair and pushed it back, revealing that handsome and clear face, as if he was really drunk.

It's just that such a seal has a deadly sexiness in the night.

Originally, he was a demon look.

Now it's even more terrifying.

In addition, he understands very well where the weakness of this little brother is.

It's even more pretending to be sick.

It seems to have lost one-tenth of its usual momentum.

Mo Bei looked at his increasingly pale lips, and indeed did not let people go.

Even when he entered the base, he still carried the person upstairs with half in his arms.

At this point, everyone else has already fallen asleep.

Mo Bei was also trying to lower his voice as much as possible.

Just when the door opens.

Take the key out of his pocket.

Feng Nai turned to the side, and his breath hit behind Mo Bei's ear, and it was hard not to care.

Mo Bei raised his eyes, and used another force, wanting to borrow the force of pushing the door to bring him in.

I don't know what went wrong.

At the time of closing.

One is unguarded.

There is a rebound force.

And the man who hung on her shoulder, did nothing, and trapped her between her chest and the wooden door.

The location has also changed.

What I could feel was a faint burning sensation in her neck.

It was his breath.

Little by little, it hit the bottom of her ear.

Residual heat, softness, and a presence that cannot be ignored.

Glide slowly, like an electric shock.

Mo Bei's fingers paused obviously.