The eSports King’s Crush

Caipi Novel

If the rhythm is too strong, it can make a person leave.

Even he himself felt a certain degree of dissatisfaction with the word Mo Nan.

Now that I think about it, the first person to spread the news was the "E-Sports 818" account.

It's the same number as the one who wants to set up CP for him this time.

Although Feng Dashen had a cold, it did not affect his IQ at all.

It seems it’s time to ask someone to check who is using the account “E-Sports 818”. He is not interested in being someone’s sword user...

the next day.

There is a day of rest after the game.

Plus it's the weekend.

Cat, Cat and Bear ran away before dawn.

He didn't want to be caught by the boss and asked to wash the toilet.

Han Xi and Nainai Hui had a crew to shoot a drama about e-sports, and they needed experts to provide guidance on the scene, so they were picked up by their assistant as soon as they got up.

Mo Bei and Feng Nai were the only ones left in the base.

This is nothing.

But as soon as he woke up, Mo Bei heard a cough from the bedside.

One sound was stronger than the other, and the person's voice quality was originally weak, and now it was hoarse, which was very unlike him.

Mo Bei paused for a moment, then placed his light eyes on the man's face, his eyebrows slightly twisted.

The pathology is so serious that it can be seen at a glance.

It's not just a cold, but probably a bit of a fever.

Mo Bei took out his cell phone and called his assistant.

When I came, there were some in the contract.

You can find an assistant for any problems in life.

Hei Yan's assistant never expected to receive a call from Mo Nan one day. His voice was a little awkward: "Ah, Mo Nan? What's wrong?"

"Captain has a fever." Five words, no more and no less, and his voice was as cold as ever.

But the assistant over there jumped up: "Why did you suddenly have a fever? What should I do? I'm out of town. Even if I want to go back, it will take three hours. And I can't leave now, but I'm here again." It’s the weekend and there’s no one in the company yet…”

The assistant turned around anxiously, patting his head with his left hand: "It's over, it's really over. It's difficult for the great master to recover once he has a fever. The national qualifying competition will be in three days. Is he planning to do it again?" Let’s play the game with a fever, what should we do, what should we do!”

Mo Bei listened to the anxious voices over there,

The black eyes tilted slightly: "I know."

Know...what?

The assistant looked at his hung up phone.

I wanted to call again.

I lowered my head and saw the WeChat message on my phone: "I take care of the captain.

Very cold tone.

But why does it make people feel so reliable inexplicably?

Could it have something to do with the other person's aura?

The assistant thought it would be better to call the master himself.

But obviously, Feng Nai wouldn't accept it.

Because of his throat, he was a little impatient. After hearing the vibration, he took out a free hand from the quilt and blocked the call directly.

Blacklisted assistant: ...

In fact, just as Xiao Nailin said, his brother's temper is not very good. When it's cold, he won't let strangers in.

Feng Nai is in this state now.

The coughing feeling is not pleasant, and the condition of the throat is definitely not relieved.

He wants to sleep now.

Not even wanting to move.

He did hear the sound of someone getting up.

But in his impression, this person should have left long ago.

After hearing the sound of water running in the bathroom again.

Feng Nai closed his eyes and knitted his eyebrows, with a handsome profile, and pulled the quilt upwards. Even the arched lines on his back were filled with a sense of distance.