Chapter 931： I will coax you to sleep later (8)

Feng Qian looked down at the hugged arm.

"You seem to be holding the wrong one."

A serious tone.

Feng Mo was stunned for a moment, let go of Feng Qian's arm, and rushed over to hug his thigh.

Feng Qian took a quick step to hide and said, "I'm joking, do you really want to hug?"

Feng Mo scratched his head, "Hehe, I'm just too excited."

Feng Mo put the baseball cap on his head, squatted on the ground and looked up at Feng Qian, "Sister, are you going out to eat tonight? We two together?"

Speaking of which, the original owner and Feng Mo have different schedules, they can eat together very rarely, the original owner is always busy, and there are various entertainments and banquets.

Feng Mo is also a child who has not grown up. His parents died early, and the lack of parental love and maternal love is difficult to make up for. He also longs for the family to be happy together, even if it is just for a meal together. Happy thing.

After his parents passed away, Feng Qian was his closest person, and he also hoped to spend more time with his sister.

Feng Qian nodded to Shang Feng Mo's expectant look.

After getting the answer, Feng Mo hooked her lips into a bright smile, stood up from the ground, and took the initiative to help Feng Qian carry her bag.

Feng Qian glanced at him, picked up the phone on the table, got up and walked to the door.

Feng Mo followed behind him.

…

Feng Mo said that he wanted to eat hot pot, so Feng Qian drove people to a hot pot restaurant and ordered a box.

Feng Mo asked for the bottom of the mandarin duck pot, and ordered a table of vegetables and meat.

After everything came up, Feng Qian asked suspiciously, "With so much, can you finish eating?"

Feng Mo mysteriously glanced at the phone, then raised his head and said, "Sister, I have invited all the members of the team over. You will be our investor in the future, so it's right to have a meal together."

Feng Qian: "..."

She glanced at the bottom of the boiling pot and asked, "Will Yan Ci come?"

"Yan Ci?" Feng Mo looked at Feng Qian, "He said he would come, but he might arrive later."

"Oh."

Feng Qian nodded, picked up his chopsticks and put something into the hot pot.

Feng Mo looked down at the information on the phone again, and suddenly felt as if he had missed something. He looked up at Feng Qian: "No, sister, why are you so concerned about Yan Ci?"

Feng Qian's movement of clipping things stopped, and he said, "His voice is very nice."

Feng Mo has an expression that I understand, he sighed while holding something, "I didn't expect my sister to be voice-activated, I heard that Yan Ci seems to be really interested in dubbing, as for the others, I don't know much about it. ."

Dub?

Feng Qian felt that she was not far from the truth.

Thinking of this, Feng Qian asked again, "How did you and Yan Ci meet?"

"He." Feng Mo recalled: "When our team recruited a substitute, he took the initiative to come to the door. At that time, he showed off a chicken-eating technique, which almost killed the audience in seconds."

"Later, he was naturally chosen as a substitute. However, a member of our team had an accident at home and withdrew from the team, and Yan Ci was promoted from a substitute to a full-time player."

"Yan Ci, he doesn't like to talk very much, he is a loner, and people in our team rarely see him, but his strength and skills are really strong. If he doesn't participate in our training, it's okay to play directly. In that case, the teamwork is not a big problem.”

After that, there was a knock on the door outside.

Feng Mo put down his chopsticks and got up from his seat, "They should be here, I'll open the door."