Chapter 857

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Only this time, a chance to prove it.

Mo Bei didn't reply to Feng Nai's message in the end.

Especially at a time like this.

Not even touching emotions.

The next day, the assistant brought the aunt in to cook.

The first thing I saw was the bowl of noodles placed on the computer table.

Then Mo Bei stood up and looked slightly sideways: "Sorry, guys."

The assistant paused and was about to ask if he had just gotten up or if he hadn't slept since yesterday when he saw the young man walking upstairs.

No need to ask, it must have been a night of sleepless nights.

Otherwise, according to Mo Nan's daily routine, it would be time to go out for a run at this point.

The national competition is about to begin.

Auntie is planning to make some pork rib soup for the children at the base.

It’s no exaggeration to say that the kids are.

After all, the oldest here is 20 years old.

He is older than his aunt's son.

She looked up at the figure going upstairs, thinking about bringing a glass of milk in.

Go to the door,

Only to find that the doors were ajar.

The young man was lying on the bed, covered with a thin quilt, and had fallen asleep.

Probably because he was too tired.

Auntie didn't say anything. When she was about to step back and walk out, she bumped into someone behind her.

It was Feng Nai. He seemed to have just taken a shower. His black hair was still a little damp. He was wearing a linen-colored home clothes hanging on his body. His white collarbone could still be seen in the loose top.

"She hasn't gotten up yet?" It doesn't look like someone's daily routine.

Auntie lowered her voice and said, "It's not that I didn't get up, it's that I just fell asleep."

Just slept?

Feng Nai's eyebrows twisted slightly.

After the team training yesterday, she went to practice again?

After Feng Nai's eyes darkened, he took the milk from his aunt's hand and said, "I'll send it in."

"Okay, okay." Auntie also knew who the captain was in the base: "I'll go down and make some soup."

Feng Nai said "hmm" and didn't say anything more. He closed the door when he came in.

Walking to the bed, he looked down at the half of his face slightly exposed on the edge of the pillow.

The nice-looking light-colored thin lips were the closest to him.

It's a very light color, but it has a luster that makes people want to get closer...

Feng Nai put the milk on one side, half-bent down, with his long legs just bent, and one knee fell on the wooden floor. His slender hands gently opened Mo Bei's hair, and kissed him lightly, It won't be noticed by a sleeping person at all.

"I have never been so careless. Are you afraid of being discovered? Just sleep with the door open like this."

Feng Nai's voice was also low, and he could clearly feel the alienation emanating from her.

Including yesterday's message, he never received a reply.

Feng Nai was also very concerned.

He wanted to know what she was thinking.

But she never planned to tell him.

Compared to these.

Feng Nai still has to go to the company to decide on the lineup for this country's first match.

He took one last look at Mo Bei.

This time when he went out, he didn't wear a combat uniform, a windbreaker, or cowhide boots, but because he wore a tie and gold-rimmed glasses, he looked more businesslike for no reason.

There is a saying that Ye Bing is right about. Companies have their own measures. In the first game of the national competition, the one they have to face is Tu Hai.

In this case, the company had no intention of letting Mo Beixiangnan fight.

Public opinion is one thing, but more importantly, the opponent must be familiar with Mo Nan's combat methods. After all, there is Lu Yifan on the opposite side. The more this happens, the more he must avoid it. This is a tactical shortcoming.

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