The eSports King’s Crush

Mo Bei glanced this way, and his eyes were very clear. Didn't expect such a person to like sweets?

Feng Nai leaned back, holding the lighter in his hand, smiling lazily, but not warm: "Then trouble me, little brother, cut it into pieces for me."

Mo Bei's voice was very weak: "Stop calling me little brother."

Feng Nai's smile on the other side faded away, and his eyes became completely cold.

Still, the cake has to be eaten.

After all, the surface has to be passable.

Nailin was still watching from the side.

And thinks that his brother and his younger brother are a good match.

This made it impossible for Feng Nai to get back in the game.

Smiling, he took the cake from the person opposite him.

The chocolate that melts in the mouth is mixed with the aroma of milk, when the tip of the tongue bursts.

Feng Nai's slender fingers paused, his face still careless.

I just heard his brother say beside him: "It's really delicious! Little brother."

Feng Nai didn't speak.

Make up for the birthday meal.

It seems to be calm, but in fact it will fight every moment.

It was hard for both of them to get through it.

Did not greet each other with fists.

But Nailin felt that time passed too fast, and when she was about to separate, she suggested: "Brother, can you hug little brother too? Next time we meet, we will be good brothers."

hug? who?

Mo Bei raised a rare brow.

The assistant who followed almost fell down.

This, this...hug? A bit dangerous, right?

Only Feng Nai would never refuse his brother's request, and when he saw the man's brows slightly twisted, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Mo Bei felt that it was impossible for someone to do anything, after all, the two of them still had a fight to fight.

What's more, according to the data, God K has a cleanliness...

But unexpectedly, the person over there stretched out his hand suddenly, with a slender figure half tilted, with a mask on his face, and his palm landed on her back.

Then there was a low magnetic voice ringing in her ears, with the smell of peppermint: "It's really nice to meet you, little brother."

Mo Bei had never been so close to anyone before, and his fingers hanging on one side paused.

He heard the man's voice say calmly: "Just don't fight this time, it won't be the case next time."

Hearing this, Mo Bei's face turned clear, and he thought that you would not be able to hit me next time we meet.

After all, she will go to the apartment to report tomorrow, and inside Black Flame, fighting is forbidden.

At the very least, you can't make phone calls in the apartment...

Such a hug is not friendly no matter how you look at it.

But these two people are slender and good-looking.

As early as Feng Nai made his move.

The girl next to me is watching.

not to mention...

"He's still talking into that person's ear! Ahhh, I feel like I can make up 10,000 words!"

The assistant heard that the direction of the wind was a bit off, and hurriedly reminded their master: "Master, there is a meeting at the company tonight."

Whether this hug is friendly or not.

In the eyes of the rotten girl, it is Ji!

This is nothing, I am most afraid that their master will be recognized and put on the Internet!

I don't know if the more I worry about something, the more something will happen.

The assistant just had this idea.

Someone over there said, "Huh? Why do you feel that this back looks like my k-god."

"Whenever you see a handsome little brother, you say he looks like your god K."

"No, it's really like this time."

"Would you hug a man under the audience of God K in your family?"

"How is it possible! My k god steel straight man!"

"That won't work, shrug."

"It should be that I made a mistake, but it seems that I posted a photo to let K fans recognize it..."