The eSports King’s Crush

There was no emotion in that voice.

It seems a little careless.

However, this is not the first time Feng Nai has said such things.

Only this time, it seemed to be colder than before.

Feng Nai also felt that something was wrong with his mentality.

Always compare someone's attitude towards Yun Shen with his treatment of himself.

Probably because I got married in the game at that time.

Feng Nai is also adjusting.

We are going to be brothers from now on.

It is not advisable to always regard the other party as a "good disciple".

Mo Bei, who was following him, didn't think too much. His thoughts were still on the text message just now.

She only glanced at it and didn't click on it.

Now the phone in my trouser pocket is vibrating again.

Mo Bei's eyes darkened and he pressed mute without revealing any trace.

The atmosphere after settling the bill was obviously different from when we arrived.

One is preoccupied.

One is absent-minded.

It wasn't until he arrived at the base that Mo walked into the bathroom, locked the door, turned on the faucet, and found some space to be alone.

Uncle Feng was right, she had to move to the opposite side.

In this way, some problems can be avoided.

There was no hesitation.

Mo Bei opened those messages.

The first one is: "Damn it, sister, it's not good!"

What's wrong?

Mo Bei lowered his eyes and continued to look down.

"Mom signed up for the chef competition!"

Mo Bei frowned slightly.

"Mom is here with me now. I'm trying to think of ways to stabilize her. I said you'd go out and play for two days and then come back..."

It's really a bit bad.

After Mo Bei paused with his fingers, he put on his earphones, turned up the water in the faucet, and then pressed the number to call.

Soon, the call was connected.

The place Mo Nan mentioned was not safe either. He had to keep an eye on his mother to see if he would come in: "You finally got a reply."

"Brother, what's going on?" Mo Bei said in a very light voice, "Specific."

Mo Nan lowered his eyes and sat there with slender legs: "You also know that mom sometimes likes to compete with others. This time it should be because someone said something, and this chef competition is quite formal. , she signed you up directly on the spot for the competition three days later.”

"In three days?" Mo Bei frowned slowly: "I want to train at the base."

Mo Nan scratched his hair, looking messy and handsome: "I know, counting the time, you should start to retreat by then, but if you don't participate in this competition, I think Mom will kill you and me."

Mo Bei thought for a moment and said calmly: "You go for me."

“Mom doesn’t know you cut your hair yet.

Mo Nan lowered his voice: "How can I go for you?" Wearing a wig and wearing women's clothing? "

Mo Bei raised his eyes and said in a clear voice, "It's not impossible."

Mo Nan's face was about to crack: "You, you really want me to wear women's clothes?"

This is the real boss of No. 2 Middle School who has a temper that gets irritated at the slightest moment.

In a sense, there is no one more upright than Mo Nan, a rough old man with strong blood.

I really can't accept wearing women's clothing.

But, because it was his sister who suggested it.

Mo Nan hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "Fuck, okay."

Ever since they were little, Mo Nan and Mo Bei have always been very aggressive outside, but they always turn to his sister when they come back.

If anything happens, I will help Mo Bei.

Many people may have seen that Mo Nan, who has a bad temper, doesn't know how to deal with others, has poor grades, and is always trying to gain popularity.

But here in Mo Bei, her brother has always taken responsibility.

He is loyal, uncompromising, and tries to keep his heart with all the thorns in his body.

It's just that no one can see through that method, and no one will delve into it...

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