Upon hearing that, Feng Nai’s fingers, which were holding a pair of wooden chopsticks, faltered.
Mrs. Feng was very curious. “What are you brothers talking about again?”
“Nothing.” Feng Nai switched to using his other hand and shut his brother’s mouth with a steamed meat bun.
Little Lin’s black eyes were still looking around.
Mrs. Feng spoke again. However, this time, the topic was Mo Bei and Feng Nai. “Nan Nan, did you two not sleep well last night?”
Mo Bei and Feng Nai exchanged a glance.
The former said coolly, “I’m not used to this bed.”
The latter was very calm. “The blankets weren’t enough.”
Mrs. Feng laughed upon hearing this. “That was my oversight. Lin Lin’s blanket is too small, so it was indeed not suitable for Nan Nan. When you come next time, I’ll get them to prepare a new set.”
Next time?
When Mo Bei and Feng Nai heard these words, one of them was aloofly eating a fried dough stick, and the other had languidly propped his arm on the back of a chair.
Their faces showed nothing, but they were thinking the same thing: There would be no next time.
“Young master, emergency road repairs are already here. The road should be cleared in three minutes. Would you like to get in the car first?”
Feng Nai mumbled casually.
They were really leaving this time.
However, Mo Bei’s hand was held by Mrs. Feng while she was getting in. “Nan Nan, don’t forget what you promised Auntie. Help Auntie keep an eye on Nai’er at school. Tell Auntie if he’s dating anyone or whatnot too. Don’t worry, I won’t interfere. I just feel that this child has never truly liked anyone growing up. Well, a very long time ago, he met a friend online and always wanted to be on the computer. Then, he stopped and went to play professionally. I don’t know what provoked him back then, but I still really want to see him liking someone. It’ll certainly be a lot of fun.”
Upon listening to Mrs. Feng’s words, Mo Bei could confirm that the online friend in question had most likely been… her.
After all, she’d also asked the straight guys online afterwards.
She had even used the title: “Would you be angry if you were told that your in-game wife was male?”
“Angry? He he… OP, you must be kidding. Could the word ‘angry’ express the wrath of straight guys like us?”
“Transvestite accounts please stay away from me.”
“Damn, a male could still become someone’s wife? They’d probably want to cheat the other person out of gear!”
“Cheating someone out of gear is not scary. What’s scary is messing with people’s feelings. My previous wife was male. After he left, I actually felt empty. F*ck, I must have become a freak in some way!”
“Bro, you’re on the way to becoming gay!”
Upon seeing this reply, Mo Bei had typed, “What’s a not-gay approach?”
“You must hunt him down till he doesn’t dare show his face in the entire server. This is a terrible humiliation after all!”
“He should cool down once he’s killed him. Not getting to do so would be the most awful thing.”
At that point, Mo Bei had forgotten to ask what would happen if he didn’t get to do so.
Upon listening to Mrs. Feng bring that up again right now, Mo Bei started to believe that the account “SweetDisciple” was indeed not suited to appear again.
However, she had to log into that account to get the rare materials that she had obtained in the game back then and build her equipment.
It seemed that she would have to avoid logging in during the time she was with the battle team.
As Mo Bei thought on, her handsome face changed a little and looked at a certain Almighty.
Feng Nai was still catching up on his sleep. His arm had slipped to his side, while his black hair was slightly messy. However, this did not lessen his beauty at all. His mask was so big that it could almost cover his entire face. The only part that could be seen was his thick eyelashes, each one of them distinct.