The eSports King’s Crush

Feng Nai paused in eating the buns and narrowed his eyes.

Mo Bei remembered what Senior Lin taught her a long time ago, feeding someone with one hand, turned her body and kissed him on the face: "I will feed you in the future too."

Feng Nai didn't notice it before, but now he realized something.

Someone seems to have become... very fond of their loved ones?

You must know that someone went to No. 2 Middle School, and everyone else looked like a delinquent. She was the only one who even wore a school uniform with the zipper pulled to the top. She was upright, noble, meticulous, and old-fashioned, so she was liked by some old people. As soon as I stood, there was a group of people behind me, but they were holding a schoolbag indifferently, not like they belonged to that world.

Whether it's a teacher from No. 1 Middle School or a teacher from No. 2 Middle School, when he mentions someone, he will say, "Look at this Mo Nan, is he in love?" Did you dye your hair? Each of you is half as steady as him, and you would have passed the exam long ago!

At that time, someone was still a "little brother". How many people would say that someone like Bingshan brother would not even look at you if you flirted with him hard, and would treat your confession as just handing out flyers, and talk about love. Come on, I definitely won’t take the initiative.

A person who doesn't take the initiative, I have kissed him three times since I got up in the morning.

And Feng Nai also observed something. When someone kissed him, there was no specific environment, and his face looked pure and handsome.

Although Feng Nai didn't know why she became like this, it was obvious that this was very good for him.

There is a saying that Linkengkeng is indeed right. With Mo Bei's Feng Nai, he is indeed a loser who can only use clothes to open his hands and food to open his mouth.

Mo Bei didn't think so. Instead, he thought Feng Nai was particularly well-behaved when he was eating.

Assistant Yuan, who usually delivers morning tea and snacks, paused for a moment after hearing this adjective: "Sorry, Miss Mo, what did you just say? Good?"

Mo Bei hummed, without any mood swings.

Because his wife loves nothing more than the players of the Imperial League, Yuan Teshu’s heart is now devoted to Miss Mo, and he will call him to the living room seriously every day: “I only have one request for you now. Protect our Bey God. If she is bullied like before, you have to reflect on your company's public relations capabilities, that is, your capabilities. "

Assistant Yuan: ...He wants to resist.

Who would have thought that his wife's voice changed and the little bird nestled in his arms: "As long as you can take good care of our bey god, everything else is easy to discuss. I will also relax your pocket money, too. You are allowed to go back to your room to sleep. Think about it, I am pregnant with a baby now, right? I am prone to mood swings. You have no idea how difficult it is for us bey gods."

Assistant Yuan really wanted to say that there are some things that the young master wants to do that I can't stop, including your family's bey god being locked up. Let me tell you, you will definitely let me clean up and leave the house, and it will be even more difficult for me.

"Forget it before. From today on, I will seriously support you. Don't want me to open the bottom of your Black Flame Team and it will be full of hostility and affect prenatal education."

This all affects prenatal education. He must ensure that Miss Mo can play normally today.

If there is anything wrong with Miss Mo on the playing field and his wife sees it, he will never be able to move back from the living room to the bedroom.

Family harmony is important!

That's why Yuan Teshu came to the company earlier than any day before, in order to confirm whether his wife's most handsome bey god could play and whether the young master had done anything with serious consequences.

The young master had never thought of hiding that lounge.

It's just that the style inside is too sinister, coupled with his handcuffs and his long-term uneasy inertia.

Assistant Yuan was really worried whether the young master would let him go.

But now, someone actually told him that the young master is good?

I am afraid that Miss Mo is the only one in the world who can use this word to describe the young master.

Just as I was thinking about this, a voice came from the other side, coming from the innermost part of the office: "It can't be washed clean."

It was the voice of their young master.

What can't be cleaned?

Assistant Yuan was wondering when he saw their young master coming over, his eyebrows slightly twisted. No matter how disgusted he was with his handsome face, he still held a white porcelain bowl in his hand through a piece of paper, and the water dropped. There is a clicking sound...

"Master?!" Their young master actually knows how to wash dishes? And it's still oily?

Assistant Yuan did not follow Feng Nai from the beginning, so he did not know that their young master had been arranged in this way in the apartment.

Back then there was more work like washing dishes than now.

But Feng Nai still likes to go to the apartment, because only then can he eat desserts made by a certain "little brother".

As for Black Flame, there wasn’t even an oven at that time.

But now Heiyan has not only ovens, but also professional egg beaters and all professional kitchen utensils.

Everything Feng Nai did was waiting for that person to come back.

But no one understands, and no one knows how much he has changed for Mo Bei back then.

Now it's just a matter of washing dishes, what's the fuss?

Feng Nai's glance was very indifferent. Washing dishes was nothing, but why was he here at this time?

Assistant Yuan understood the chill inside and was about to explain.

I saw Miss Mo walking over, first helped their young master roll up his sleeves, and then put the white bowl in his hand aside: "There is no detergent in the office, and it won't be clean after washing. I don't blame you." "

If someone touches the young master like this, the young master will even throw away the entire shirt, and he will not be in a good mood for the whole day.

But today, Assistant Yuan looked at the man who was ruthlessly making money in the shopping mall, just standing there, letting Mo Bei manipulate him without saying a word, and he didn't say a word "no".

"I have something to discuss with Assistant Yuan. You go about your business first."

The amazing thing is that after Miss Mo finished speaking, their young master actually went to the rest room over there.

It is indeed...be good! !

"That's it..." Assistant Yuan originally wanted to know which team she would join after a good match with Mo Bei. Although they all knew that she would definitely come to Black Flame, some people don't think so now. It is best to release the news in advance. Go and let everyone know, and things will be less complicated.

But he hadn't finished talking yet.

The young master appeared in front of them again.

"come over."

It was obvious to whom he meant these two words.

Mo Bei stopped the conversation and approached him: "What?"

"Help me tie my tie, we'll have a morning meeting later." Feng Nai said casually: "I'm not good at tying myself."

Assistant Yuan: ...When will you have the morning meeting to tie your tie? ! What's more, he was very professional in tying those complicated ties before, but now he can't tie this one well?

Yuan Teshu was very smart and never exposed their young master.

But he really didn't expect that the young master would be so obedient in front of Miss Mo.

Especially when he looked at Miss Mo, who was still tying his tie, he said faintly: "I don't want to have a meeting."

"Assistant Yuan is here, and the meeting time should be coming soon." Miss Mo smoothed his collar and said in a calm voice, "Finish the meeting early and help me do a review exercise."

Their young master seemed to have said something again. There was no wave on the face of the young man in the light: "Don't act like a baby."

It really seemed like he was acting coquettishly. Assistant Yuan could no longer look at him. He was so old and still needed to be coaxed. Is this what their young master was like?

Feng Nai didn't realize that his behavior turned out to be coquettish in the eyes of others, so he just lowered his eyes and said calmly: "In the morning meeting later, you will accompany me."

"With you?" Mo Bei raised his eyebrows.

Feng Nai said "Yes" and said with a casual attitude: "It's difficult for me to gain a foothold here. You should have seen it yesterday. Each of these shareholders of the Feng family is a cannibal. I need someone to help me."

Assistant Yuan: ...If I hadn’t known the inside story, I would have been deceived by you, Master!

"Isn't Assistant Yuan here?" Mo Bei looked sideways.

After his name was called, Special Assistant Yuan wanted to find a hole in the ground for the first time.

Because the look in their young master’s eyes was very clear, as if he was saying, why are you still here.

Following such a Boss, one has to keep up with the logic of behavior. Yuan Teshu pushed up his glasses in a covert manner: "These people have high authority, and my words usually have no weight. It is more appropriate for Miss Mo to follow the young master. After all, Miss Mo is the most popular with the old man."

Feng Nai seemed to be satisfied with this answer, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Yuan Teshu breathed a heavy sigh of relief without even raising his head.

Mo Bei knew the evaluation of Feng Nai in the business circle, and he also knew that he probably couldn't bear the grievance. But one thing was that he had to see some things with his own eyes before he could feel at ease.

"Okay, I'll be there soon." After Mo Bei said this, he paused and said, "But I need to go downstairs to get something."

Assistant Yuan: "Something? What is it? Just ask the front desk to bring it up to Miss Mo."

"No, they are the clothes and notebook for the afternoon competition." Mo Bei pressed the screen of his phone: "I just reminded you that it should be here now. You guys talk first, I will go downstairs to get it."

Mo Bei talked a lot more than before.

This also made Feng Nai feel good. After all, she would do her best to protect everything about him.

After Mo Bei left, Assistant Yuan spoke: "But Master, those shareholders, if you say a word, their backs will feel cold now. It is not easy to create a feeling that you are being bullied." Well..." Really, you are overdoing it.

Feng Nai glanced at him slowly: "I have already thought about it. There will be an enemy here today."

Assistant Yuan: ...If you don't have such calculations, I can still stand on your side for the sake of money, thinking that you really love Miss Mo, but now...it's still best to be my wife.

Just when Assistant Yuan was about to lift his legs to prepare.

Feng Nai suddenly said: "I asked Assistant Yuan last time if his family was harmonious. After the last time, your wife didn't make things difficult for you, right?"

Yuan Tesuke said that was before, how could they still be harmonious since you stole the account?

Even if my wife gives me a hard time, do you think I will say it?

"No." Assistant Yuan is also a man who cares about face: "Mr. Feng should know that my wife has always been gentle."

Feng Nai smiled: "Really? Then I have to ask Assistant Yuan for advice."

consult?

Why does he always have a bad feeling?

Assistant Yuan said bravely: "I don't dare to ask for advice. Is there something wrong with Mr. Feng?"

"Indeed." Feng Nai looked at himself in the mirror, mainly looking at his tie: "When Assistant Yuan was in love, did your girlfriend take the initiative to kiss you from time to time, about once an hour on average? You must really like this kind of performance, right?”

Yuan Teshu gritted his teeth: "Yeah, I really like it!"

They had been making trouble for a long time, and they, Mr. Feng, just wanted to show off their affection!

When following Boss, he only felt that people should be content and not do anything.

Now he is following the young master... He just realized how shameless a person can be, and he really wants to kick the dog and resign!

downstairs.

Mo Bei took the CEO-only elevator. When she appeared at the front desk, the other party was busy and didn't notice her.

The express will arrive in two minutes.

Mo Bei sat in the previous rest area.

The person at the front desk finished chatting and came over.

But after seeing Mo Bei, he suddenly raised his lips and said, "Who do I think this is? Isn't this our master chef back then, a novice in the game?"

Mo Bei raised his eyes and saw no ripples on the man's face.

"You're still the same as before. Have you forgotten how you tricked us? That support of yours... tsk tsk."

Speaking of support, Mo Bei had an impression.

That was when she first went to technical school...

Click, click.

The sound of the electric fan is what every chef student looks forward to hearing most in the summer.

"Five black?"

"Where are you going to find five people to cheat? They are poisonous."

"That!" The shorter one nodded his chin towards the figure who was looking down at him.

"Mo Bei? She doesn't know how to play games, okay?"

"How do you know not?"

"Are you stupid? Look at how many people played black when we were reading theory books in our self-study class. When did Mo Bei play?" The long-haired girl straightened her hair.

"That's right, but does our brother Yi like her? Didn't he take her to play games last time?"

Li Yi, who was looking at the equipment, glanced sideways and said, "What nonsense are you talking about."

"How about Brother Yi inviting me?" The man chuckled.

Li Yi glanced at the long-haired girl and swiped his finger: "She talks little and has no expression. She can't even play games. No matter how good-looking she is, she is boring. I want to invite you."

"I invite?" The man shook his head: "It's not easy to get close."

The girl put the clip down and said, "Don't embarrass him. I'll ask Mo Bei."

As she spoke, she walked towards the figure.

The thin light entered the room and all hit one person.

The girl's eyes darkened, then she shook her phone: "Mo Bei, do you want to play games?"

Mo Bei glanced at the screen and said calmly: "Sorry, I'm not very good at it."

"I can teach you if you don't know how. We are short of someone who is a black man. You can just be a bastard to assist you." The long-haired girl smiled sweetly.

Bastard assistant?

Mo Bei's hand carving the carrot paused slightly and said nothing.

The long-haired girl held her hand: "Li Yi, Mo Bei agrees, let's go!"

Mo Bei looked at the girl with side eyes, her eyes cold and clear.

The girl blinked: "What's wrong? Just be a bastard and cooperate with us. We are all classmates, so you won't not even help us with this little help."