The eSports King’s Crush

Caipi Novel

time.

Both of them paused.

Probably he didn't expect that the other party would turn his head around at this time.

Lying on their sides facing each other like this.

Each other's faces can be seen.

In the dim light.

The black eyelashes are lightly shadowed.

Because it was night, the outline could be seen, and the lack of clarity would make it feel more ambiguous.

It's as if every breath is filled with each other's breath, and each other is affected.

The flavor of lemon is mixed with the aroma of mint tobacco.

Extraordinarily quiet.

Fortunately, the distance between the two people was not very close, so nothing too embarrassing happened.

But this unexpected, unprepared look at each other, and the touching of breaths still made the two people's eyes flicker...

Soon, Feng Nai's eyes flashed, and he turned his head back to the original direction, and his voice came over calmly: "Say something next time you turn your head."

Mo Bei looked at the back of his head in front of him and gave a faint "hmm".

After all, the accident on the back playground was still fresh in the memory of both of them.

That's how I encountered it accidentally.

So both of them were a little quiet at this time.

Until the bass full of texture sounded again at night: “Go to sleep.

Mo Beicai closed his eyes and changed direction.

The distance between the two people is even wider, as if two pillows can be placed inside.

But for Mo Bei, this is the quiet distance.

But when it was almost dawn, the situation happened last time.

Mo Bei opened his eyes and glanced in Feng Nai's direction.

Can't push it away at all.

But with this posture, it was obvious that he had come over.

He put his arm around her waist from behind, probably using her as a pillow or something.

Mo Bei sighed vaguely, and finally closed his eyes when he was too sleepy.

Forget it, after we start talking, it should be easy to explain tomorrow.

No need to explain at all.

Feng Nai was the first to wake up. When he opened his eyes, the breath of another person came through his nose.

His chin was close to the back of the man's head.

Very light fragrance, with a slightly cool sweetness.

The smell of shampoo?

Feng Nai lowered the tip of his nose and touched the other person's hair.

It seems not entirely.

However, Linkengkeng, this little brother, is not bad as a friend.

Thinking of this, Feng Nai stood up with his upper body naked and took a look outside through the window. It was a very refreshing weather and there was plenty of sunshine.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed his assistant's number. He said two very simple words: "Where are you?"

"Master!" The assistant almost wanted to cry: "Your mobile phone has finally been connected. I bought breakfast for you two downstairs in the apartment where Mo Nan lives. Master, I have to tell you something in advance. Thing, that public information you sent before..."

Feng Nai's voice was a little careless: "I didn't send photos."

"It has nothing to do with the photo." The assistant hesitated: "It's your fans who think you shouldn't post Mo Nan."

Feng Nai chuckled: "What I ordered was ginger soup."

"But there is Mo Nan's back." The assistant reminded weakly: "Did the young master accidentally let Mo Nan enter the mirror?"

Feng Nai was absent-minded: "It was taken casually, not accidentally."

"...You never knew how to take pictures of people before." The assistant was a little worried.

Feng Nai looked calm: "What exactly do you want to say?"

The assistant closed his eyes: "Because of this incident, a group of fans went to Mo Nan to tell him to stay away from you, and the things he had done in the past were also dug up. The company was worried about the negative impact. so……"