The cat and bear rubbed their faces.

Grandma Ash was shaking her head.

After a unified glance at each other, he fell on Han Xi.

Why wasn't he surprised at all?

Han Xi didn't have anything to do, and only gave these two people a stupid look.

Does this mean he already knew?

The cats and bears' eyes widened.

After holding the beer for a while, he asked, "Then, the boss sent Mo Nan back to the room, is this kind of thing really good?" ”

"The boss doesn't send it? Do you send? Grandma poured a mouthful of ash on herself, trying to calm down.

The cat and bear immediately shook his head, what kind of joke, after knowing what the boss meant to his brother, did he dare to send his brother back to the room?

Even if there was half of him in that room, he wouldn't dare to die, he would be sent to the bathroom!

There is still some distance from the dance floor to the guest rooms.

In addition to the fact that I like to hug people.

Someone didn't look like they were drunk at all.

There was no half-point shaking when they walked, their standing posture was still as tall as a pine and cypress, their faces were cold and cold, their black eyelashes were very long, and they knew how many floors they lived on, and they would raise their hands to press the elevator.

Feng Nai looked sideways at Mo Bei who was standing beside him, his eyes were very deep, if he wasn't familiar with this guy, he probably wouldn't think that he had drunk, after all, he didn't smell of alcohol.

But as long as the people who have crossed paths with him can see that they are suspicious, because he has spoken.

"I can't get drunk." The white face is more serious than ever.

Feng Nai said "oh", knowing that he was going to take his words at this time: "Why can't you get drunk?" ”

"They said that when I got drunk, it was a disaster, and they didn't let me drink outside." Mo Bei replied to Feng Nai's words, obviously forgetting to be careful: "Until now, I didn't know what kind of disaster would be, I didn't play drunk, and I didn't cry. ”

Feng Nai stretched out his hand and straightened out the windbreaker for Mo Bei: "You really shouldn't drink outside." ”

"Why?" Probably because the wine was stronger, Mo Bei had doubts on his face.

Feng Nai's voice was very light, as if he said casually: "Because I will be jealous." ”

Mo Bei paused for a moment, his thoughts became mush, and his voice was still calm: "Your hatred value has always been very high, and it was good to feed it, but then I don't know who I learned from it, and it is useless to even feed it." ”

"That's what you can think of?" Feng Nai snorted, and sneered a little.

Mo Bei shook his head.

It was the first time Feng Nai had seen someone shake his head like this.

Behaved.

How to say.

With that good-looking face.

There's really no way to get angry.

"I obviously only buy snacks for you to eat, why do you say, I can send snacks to anyone, and I'm not a central air conditioner." Mo Bei's expression was indifferent: "They are not felines either. ”

Feng Nai laughed angrily, and because of these words, he felt inexplicably soft in his heart, and when he leaned over, he put his head on Mo Bei's shoulder: "You mean to say that I am a feline?" ”

"Hmm." Mo Bei hugged him: "Moody, very territorial, hatred will come up from time to time." ”

Feng Nai's voice was low: "It doesn't sound like a good adjective." ”

"It's good-looking, and it's handsome when you play games." Speaking of this, Mo Bei also paused: "Usually very handsome, but I don't know how to converge, no wonder I am often harassed by Blame Shu." ”

The corners of Feng Nai's lips slowly hooked: "In addition to liking to hug people, have you also become a facial paralysis?" ”