The eSports King’s Crush

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Feng Nai also understands why the front office, which has always been highly professional, behaves like this.

After all, this person's face is too attractive. She always prepares a mask for him, so why doesn't she wear one herself?

It's better to lock her up and put her on the bed in the office break room, where no one can see her except him.

Feng Nai's eyes darkened as he thought of this, and then, in that posture, he bent down and buried his head in her snow-white neck, as if to calm down something.

Snap.

The folder the trainee assistant was holding fell off.

Not only the front desk, but also some shareholders who were going downstairs to leave after the meeting couldn't move their feet when they saw this scene.

So, is that Mr. Feng they know?

From the moment his young master answered the phone, Assistant Yuan realized something was wrong.

Now the bad news has come true, and he still managed to catch up so quickly.

Fortunately, Miss Mo was relatively sensible and patted their young master on the back with one hand: "Are you tired?"

"Yeah." Feng Nai simply changed his mind, and even his tone was tired: "There are endless meetings every day, and I can't get off work until then."

The senior executives who were unable to move forward: ...there is a meeting to be held! yes!

No, they can't complain. They will be punished even more strictly by the feudal governor afterwards.

Mo Bei turned his face sideways,

Although his voice was light, it was coaxing: "Are you hungry too?"

"I haven't eaten a bite of food from noon to now." Feng Nai stood up straight and looked at her: "Unlike a certain young lady, you can still go to a dinner party."

Just as Mo Bei was about to say something, he saw the group of people behind him. He knew it was not appropriate to talk about personal topics, so he motioned for him to look back.

Feng Nai raised his eyebrows and turned around. After meeting everyone, he spoke: "Thank you for your hard work. Uncle Rong and uncles give me a day off to let me rest."

Various shareholders:...uncle? uncle?

Is it going to rain red?

When had he ever called someone that?

Wait a minute, why does this statement sound wrong?

It's really not quite right.

Assistant Yuan has been following Feng Nai for so long, and he also understands his young master's trick of pretending to be pitiful.

If you think about it carefully, if a group as big as Feng's is run by a student, how can it establish its prestige? Everything must be measured. The young master just wants to convey this concept to Miss Mo.

It's not like Mo Bei didn't understand Feng Nai's actions in the past few months.

Being able to take control of the situation in Is, even private jets and waterways are available.

The person she likes cannot be bullied by anyone.

But even though it was clear, Mo Bei's first reaction at the moment was distress, so he didn't even let go of his hand.

Otherwise, with her old-fashioned attitude, as an elder in the company, she would definitely not hold hands with Feng Nai all the time.

The corners of a certain young man's mouth curled up slightly after his goal was achieved.

Mo Bei also seemed to represent the person opposite him as the evil force that wanted to oust Feng Nai from power.

The people there once did have this age, but they were beaten by their good nephew. Now they just want to get their dividends in a decent manner. Otherwise, every time they have a meeting, it will be like going through a life and death disaster. They are really old. He is too old to bear such cruel tactics.

What they didn't expect was that this devil, who had always been wary of his private life and could not be approached by anyone at a commercial dance, would actually allow a girl to hold his hand.

The girl also had a strong sense of presence. She obviously had no emotions, but when she raised her eyes and glanced at them.

Since it makes them feel very much like him during the meeting.

Even more, the girl's eyes were filled with murderous aura that would not have existed in the peaceful and prosperous times. It was cold but real and very terrifying!

Mo Bei led Feng Nai to the group of people. He was polite and neither humble nor overbearing.

Feng Nai did not introduce who Mo Bei was. Instead, he glanced sideways and said, "Would you like to take your fingerprints?"

"Take fingerprints?" Mo Bei raised his eyebrows.

Feng Nai hummed and said casually: "Come next time, you can go up without me picking you up."

"Where to record?" Mo Bei asked.

Feng Nai raised her left hand and placed it on the verification machine at the front desk. He lowered his eyes and pressed her wrist, as if no one around him existed: "When do you plan to come next time?"

Everyone: ...it hasn’t started yet this time, let’s ask next time!

They could guess this person's identity without the introduction of Mr. Feng.

Just looking at Mr. Feng like this, he has fallen completely. With such a baby, who will support whom in the future?

"When do you want me to come?" Mo Bei asked.

Feng Nai's voice was light: "It depends on your own free will."

Mo Bei: "After the friendly match is over?"

Feng Nai's eyes moved slightly: "Okay, but no one is waiting for me during the meeting."

Everyone: ...When will you come to the meeting? I need someone to wait! ! !

Mo Bei thought for a while and said, "After the game tomorrow? But I should bring my notebook with me, so I might disturb you."

"If I was so easily disturbed, I wouldn't have to open a company." Feng Nai took her hand off the verification machine and put it in her palm again: "Didn't you say you have other matters with me? Let's go up and talk about it?"

"Okay." Mo Bei didn't feel anything was wrong. Since everyone has left, the overtime work should be over. There were some things she wanted to talk to him when no one was around.

But Assistant Yuan didn't think that their young master wanted to talk about things properly. His eyes were deep, as if he had been holding back for a long time and was about to explode.

He was a little worried, so he wanted to keep up.

After all, he knew that the young master was paranoid when he was a child.

I am also worried that if there is something he cannot figure out, he will make the same mistake again.

But just as he was taking steps, the young master followed him with a look, and he completely froze in place.

Because the look in his eyes made it very clear, that is, no, it was cold and even biting.

Assistant Yuan couldn't help shouting: "Miss Mo."

Mo Bei looked back: "What?"

At that moment, Feng Nai's hand strength became stronger and he was also looking at Yuan Teshu.

Assistant Yuan's Adam's apple rolled up and he said, "It's nothing, it's just that Mr. Feng hasn't eaten yet. I think you can help him order takeout?"

"Okay." Mo Bei listened and looked at Feng Nai again.

The latter was so lazy and devoid of any threat that no one would notice his deep eyes.

After the elevator door closed, the elevator began to rise continuously.

Not sure if it was because of the temperature, but Mo Bei always felt that his palms were a little too hot.

"Is it very hot?" Mo Bei asked softly with side eyes.

Feng Nai stretched out his hand and pulled open the collar, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "A little bit."

Ding.

The top floor has arrived.

Further forward is the president's office.

The unique environment allows people standing here to overlook the entire city with just a glance.

But what Feng Nai likes most is not the floor-to-ceiling window, but the innermost rest room. The pure white sheets match her very well, especially for her now...

Once some ideas have seeds, they will continue to sprout and then start to grow.

Feng Nai is not a saint. He has thought a lot about her and how to make her completely his.

In so many nights, he tossed and turned, finally waiting, how could he let the person go?

Maybe if she didn't come here, the beast would be well contained by him.

But by chance, she appeared.

Feng Nai opened the drawer with his hand. He was still wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses with a chain on his face. He probably felt that the suit on his body would affect what he was going to do later, so he simply took off his coat and put it on the back of the chair. Above, a white shirt paired with trousers will only show off his natural advantages. He has long legs, a slender waist, and fair skin. He is a noble person. Wherever he stands, how could anyone be on guard.

On the contrary, it will make those who watch it feel yearning for it.

But for such a person, there was a pair of handcuffs in the drawer. When he lowered his eyes and played with it, the corners of his mouth were half-curved: "Okay, there is no one here anymore, what do you want to talk about?"

Mo Bei realized the danger factor flowing from his body, so he just stretched out his hand and tugged on his collar. With ice all over his body, he kissed the corner of his mouth and said in a slow voice: "It's nothing, I guess. I didn’t kiss enough before, but when I saw it, I couldn’t help it.”

Feng Nai paused, then smiled suddenly. Something melted under his eyes, and the handcuffs were put back in place. His free hand was just enough to wrap around her waist: "You really want to kiss me?"

"Yeah." Mo Bei's straightforwardness was especially helpful at this time.

Feng Nai lowered his eyes: "Then you won't come to me after the game? Why follow Huan Leng? Or is our support brother really planning to change teams? After all, I'm over there, isn't that why I came back? he?"

Mo Bei heard the subtle grievances in his words. Thinking of what he said before, there are so many people to worry about, but I only felt as if a knife had been cut in my heart: "It used to be for my brother, but now it's for him."

Feng Nai's long-standing uneasiness has been greatly improved by her voice, but he will never feel at ease unless he holds something in his hand: "How to prove it?"

Mo Bei lowered his eyes, then half-bent, and handsomely lifted up the T-shirt he was wearing and threw it on the desk. In this way, the medical bandage on her right shoulder was bound to be invisible. , her expression looked indifferent, so even the presence of the bandage seemed to add points to the cold beauty.

She just stood under the light, white and almost transparent, with a worldly aura: "The injury I suffered in Yis has not healed yet. I wonder if asking me to give me medicine every day can prove that I need it?"

Feng Nai looked at her, his eyes sliding from collarbone to snow-white, his eyes darkened uncontrollably, and a certain string in his head was almost broken. Before some thoughts could stir up, he raised his hand and pulled her away. The suit jacket originally placed on the back of the chair covered her body, and then locked her in her arms: "Is that intentional?"

"Huh?" Mo Bei had doubts in his eyes.

Feng Nai simply lowered his head and bit her left shoulder with a very light force: "Forget it, I must be overthinking it."

Mo Bei understood what he meant and stretched out his hand to hold the back of his neck. His eyebrows were slightly twisted because of the itchiness he brought. When he spoke, he smiled softly: "I just want to see the injury on my hand." ”

"I know." Because of her smile, he held her harder and kissed behind her ear.

The light ones will only make people feel comfortable, not harmful.

So there were some things that Mo Bei didn't notice at first, until he lost his mind.

Only then did Mo Bei realize what he wanted.

With a click, her hands were locked.

Without warning.

As soon as Mo Bei raised his eyes, he hugged him sideways. He lowered his eyes casually: "Too thin. Have you been to a refugee camp in the past ten months?"

When it came to ten months, Mo Bei still felt guilty, so he didn't use force: "How long have you left the handcuffs on?"

"I've always been there." Feng Nai smiled lightly and was polite in negotiation: "Don't worry, I'm just overthinking it, just give it a try."

Mo Bei didn't speak, his eyes were faint. She was too careless just now and didn't notice that there was a rest room here.

Feng Nai put the person down, kissed her eyes, then pulled off one side of his suit jacket and began to remove the medical bandage: "In addition to drug control, what else is there? Cold compress?"

Mo Bei said "hmm", looked at the layout of the rest room, and unconsciously began to do psychological analysis.

Feng Nai smiled and asked in a closer voice, "What did the research reveal?"

Mo Bei looked at the handsome face in a good mood: "Assistant Yuan called me just now, because he was afraid that he would lock me up like this and cross this limit."

Feng Nai did not deny it, but instead lowered his eyes, unpacked the medicine box, and held her wrist with one hand: "Well, what? Are you afraid?"

Mo Bei's calm attitude didn't sound like he was afraid: "The handcuffs are a little uncomfortable."

"Huh?" Feng Nai's fingertips slid over: "Use a better material next time."

Mo Bei's voice was light: "It's not a matter of material, it's that there should be no next time."

Hearing this, Feng Nai leaned against her and smiled: "Impossible."

Mo Bei reached out and touched his face: "I feel very uneasy."

"It's not just the feeling of insecurity." Feng Nai took the spray, peeled off the white bandage, and pressed a low magnetic voice on her ears: "There are other things, such as wanting to break it off so that all you can see is me. , and then listened to the mute voice begging for mercy.”

Mo Bei was not a good girl who didn't understand anything. She could tell what he meant by what he said. The back of her ears felt hot, something touched her eyes, and she could feel the force coming from his fingertips.

He was applying medicine to her, his handsome face was tilted sideways, with sharp edges and corners, and his smile was still there, charming and dangerous.

But the most obvious thing is his happiness.

It was different from before. There was happiness emanating from his eyes, as if he had finally locked the person he wanted to lock where he wanted to place him.

This feeling can be addictive.

At the same time, it also allows him to reveal his true nature more.

At the beginning, Feng Nai was still worried.

Until she threw away the t-shirt...

Some things become uncontrollable. His dream was much worse than reality. In the dream, she was so obedient that he didn't want to wake up.

But what makes him in reality is not just wanting to break people.

Such a tall and straight figure did not change at all when he kissed her. Instead, she would hold his hand in return.

Just the slight bend in his back can make him think of many scenes.

Things that I thought were boring or uninteresting before seemed to become wonderful whenever they were associated with her...

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