The eSports King’s Crush

"One more round."

Mo Bei looked at the news that floated out of the phone, and always felt that something was wrong, probably because the tone was not as cute as before, so he couldn't help typing two words: "Myself?"

Feng Nai frowned, and after rubbing his fingers on the screen for a while, as if he was planning something, his eyes flickered and flickered, and finally he said, "Little brother, why are you asking me this question?"

Tsk, the tone of his brother's speech is really... imitating it, it reminds people of goosebumps.

The familiar tone came back again, and Mo Bei put down the water, and replied: "It's nothing, it's getting late, I'll be here first today, go to bed."

so cold? Feng Nai leaned back lazily, a little carelessly: "Then little brother, let's make an appointment tomorrow, okay?"

tomorrow? Mo Bei thought about the class schedule: "Yes, I will be online at seven o'clock in the evening."

So easy to talk to? Feng Nai took another look at the game record just now, and dropped his slender, fair fingers: "Then I'll go online early and wait for my little brother."

After Mo Bei hummed, thinking that the other party was still a child, and remembering what the master had taught her before, with a cool and handsome face, he replied another message: "Good night, okay."

mwah?

Feng Nai stopped her fingers.

After all, to a man.

He really couldn't type the three words "Mommada".

Just say good night.

It's not like his brother's tone.

So that guy Feng Xiaolin is usually so cute.

Feng Nai had a pair of peach blossom eyes, the ends of which were raised, and his arms were slung to one side like that, as if he was a little tired. His black hair was messy on his forehead, revealing a beautiful collarbone. Finally, he threw the phone casually, slowly closed his eyes.

Mo Bei didn't look at his phone anymore.

After all, high school students are expected to get up early.

The next day, seven thirty in the morning.

The students who came to study in the morning with breakfast almost spilled soy milk when they saw the boy sitting by the window with an English book in his hand.

This is not normal!

Why did Mo Nan have this point appear here?

He usually comes late!

These days, do even bad students know how to work hard?

This is the psychology of male students.

Next, it's the female classmate's.

"Ahh! So handsome! So handsome! Why didn't I see that he was so handsome before? I don't know if he will agree to let him be my boyfriend now!"

Even though many people were watching him, Mo Bei's side profile didn't change at all, it was still very handsome and noble.

The boy didn't wear a suit today, but the uniform of the school.

Pulling the zipper of the coat to the top, only the curve of the jaw was exposed. There were thin petals flying in the wind outside the window, and landed on his black hair. He took it off and gently blown it away.

The female students have all died in battle!

How can he be so handsome in the cold!

This time the screaming was uncontrollable.

Zhao Jianjian, who almost stepped in, missed his bite and threw away his beef bun.

However, in the next second, he still opened his mouth.

I rely on.

what's the situation?

Brother Nan?

Are you in class now?

No, not right.

When his mother got him up with a chicken feather blanket, it was still early for class.

It's half past seven, half an hour before class starts.

Brother Nan, the late king, is actually here!

And wearing a school uniform!

Such a serious and good student look.

How can you make an appointment with the No. 1 Middle School on the opposite side!

ah?