Everyone's drowsiness disappeared in an instant.

The cat and the bear stared at Mo Bei!

His brother is really a blockbuster!

Adolf's yawning stopped. It looked like he was saying, isn't it? Heiyan usually plays like this?! Men and women are different, bey God!

The thin little devil is wringing his eyebrows. After all, it was put forward by his bey sister, and he can't stand in the way.

Zhao sanpang was different. He picked up a voice: "no!"

Mo Bei smelled the speech and looked at him with his side eyes, serious and clear.

In the face of such clear eyes, Zhao sanpang coughed twice heavily, approached Mobei and whispered, "Bei, you are a girl, understand, massage or something, let them boys communicate."

"All my teammates are OK. It's not good to be too particular." Mo Bei moved his wrist, his side face was white, and his nose was high, as if he were telling the most daily thing.

Hearing this, Zhao sanpang felt familiar. When he recalled it carefully, he wanted to rush into their great God discussion group and rub the one surnamed Lin on the ground.

Lin Feng has taught Xiaomian what to do!

Zhao sanpang took a deep breath and knew that he couldn't change Mo Bei's thinking for a moment. He simply slapped fengnai on his back: "I'll do it for his physique. You fat master and I have the most research on tendon stretching. What plantar massage and whole body health care are the foundation. Nai boy will be handed over to me. What about you? It's time to train, Ann!"

"Yes." At this time, the little devil was incomparably cooperative. He pulled Mobei's hand and even his voice was milky: "sister Bei, let's have breakfast first, and then I'll tell you the value calculated yesterday. In some places, your walking position can be more accurate."

For the data analysis of villains, Mo Bei always valued it, so he didn't hesitate. He said to Feng Nai, "fat master is more experienced than me. When you stretch, let him help you relax your elbows and wrists. I'll wait for you in the training room."

When the language fell, Mo Bei followed the little devil.

Other people look at each other.

Zhao sanpang's hand is still on Feng Nai's shoulder.

The latter body shape side, carelessly: "fat God really takes great pains."

"Basic operation." Zhao sanpang, a member of his mother's family, doesn't like Feng Nai anyway. He obstructs openly.

Feng Nai took a look at him, calmly clenched his wrist, clenched the red print, took out his mobile phone, opened the screen, found Mo Bei's head, clicked in with one hand, and said on his side: "I don't know if it's the reason for the fat God's physique. When he pressed it, it hurt my wrist. You eat breakfast first, and I'll see if I can adapt."

People:

Zhao sanpang's angry skull is buzzing!

What did he hear just now! Ah!?! What did you hear!

Adolf looked confused. Did you press it? Just say the pressing wrist hurts?

The cat and bear reached out and covered his face.

At this time, Adolf reacted, turned his head, and his eyes seemed to say, old K, this green tea, is so shameless now!

Zhao sanpang wants to talk.

Feng Nai has begun to send a second voice: "I'm fine. You don't have to come back."

Zhao sanpang: lie in... Trough!

"You want a face!" Zhao San's stomach became bigger and bigger: "I've seen a lot of your little tricks. You can't think of a small routine. I'll tell you! Do you think Xiaobu will believe you, she... "

Ding!

The elevator opens!

It was Mobei who just walked downstairs.

She looked at Feng Nai, her eyes fell on the red circle, turned her head and said, "fat Lord, I'd better come."

Zhao sanpang's head and melon seeds are buzzing again!