The Competition Is Coming

Chapter 1649 The competition is coming

"Arm." Mo Bei lowered his eyes and said, "Lift it up a little more."

Feng Nai watched her leaning over, her breath filled with the scent of lemon from someone, and she tilted her face unconsciously. She had always been aloof and dignified, but at this moment, she smiled.

The curve of the corner of the mouth is small, but very brisk.

Everyone could tell that he was in a good mood.

Little Devil Bo stood nearby and narrowed his eyes.

So far, he has not seen any deviant behavior from this man, but Sister Bei is too close to the person.

Little Devil Bo couldn't help but hold up his forehead, still sighing in his heart.

Then Mo Bei said again: "Relax your shoulders, don't be so tight, it's too stiff here."

Her hand pressed Feng Nai's shoulder, and there were other emotions in her eyes.

It was because she let him train for too long yesterday.

Mo Bei knew better than anyone else that not everyone could persist in such intense training and constant 1v1.

Shouldn't she ask him like this?

But the breakout competition will begin in two days.

If you don't hurry up and adapt now...

"Very good-looking?" Feng Nai said, interrupting Mo Bei's thoughts. He lay half-lying carelessly like that, with an evil look on his handsome face.

Mo Bei came back to his senses: "What?"

"Someone has been staring at my face for almost a minute without even moving his hand." Feng Nai smiled, suddenly moved closer to Mo Bei's face: "So, do you still press?"

Mo Bei looked at him. The two of them were so close that they could even feel their breathing.

Feng Nai raised her thin lips and was about to speak.

Mo Bei pressed hard, pinched his face with his fingers, and pulled slightly: "Press and turn your head away, it will be faster. You are right, you are so good-looking, it will affect my progress."

This reaction caught Feng Nai off guard.

The point is, his strength is no match for hers.

Mo Bei pushed the person back in two or three seconds, with a calm and clear look on his face.

Feng Nai turned his face sideways, his posture was handsome, but his eyes were half-closed, like a tiger whose claws were suddenly removed, and could only lie lazily on the bed.

"Breathe, don't be nervous." Mo Bei thought about it and still felt that he should be comforted appropriately.

Feng Nai, who is no match for strength,

He let out an air-conditioned snort: "Why should I be nervous? God Bey's skills are so professional..."

He hasn't waited for the word "karma" to come out of his mouth.

Just listen to the click!

Mo Bei pressed the back of his neck with one hand, his black eyes flashing: "Okay."

Feng Nai paused. When he stood up, it was obvious that the shoulder armor was much more relaxed. He raised his eyebrows and turned his neck back and forth twice: "God Bey is really good at making noises."

"Correction of your cervical spine will make you feel more comfortable today." Mo Bei paused in his voice: "Today, we have to fight in actual combat, and you may be more tired than yesterday."

Feng Nai raised his eyelids and put on his battle uniform jacket: "Anything is fine."

Mo Bei's eyes were dark: "I will also play, if you..."

"Don't believe me?" Feng Nai interrupted her and smiled softly: "There are no ifs. If he can do it, I can do it too."

After saying that, he put down the things in his hands and opened the door: "Just watch."

Who would have thought that he would suddenly open the door? Zhao Sanpang was guarding the door. In order to cover up his embarrassment, he clapped his hands twice: "Everyone has a meeting first. After the meeting, go to the training room. Everyone will give me a rank today." , use the number without the inscription. Did you hear that? "