The eSports King’s Crush

Chapter 61

She wants to go.

He is coming.

The distance between two people is very close

The shoulders are almost touching.

If Mo Bei hadn't subconsciously turned his lower body sideways, he would definitely have bumped into it.

At this time, Feng Nai was clutching his trouser pockets with both hands, somewhat condescending.

Mo Bei ignored him and planned to move on.

But Feng Nai spoke, in a very calm voice: "Those people downstairs are not in danger, just a meal can't change anyone's decision, what Hei Yan values is whether you can fight or not."

Mo Bei raised his eyes, his face was still cold.

Feng Nai smiled, but there wasn't much warmth in his eyes: "I don't care what your state was before, when the black inflammation comes, just adjust yourself."

Mo Bei didn't refute this sentence, because her state was indeed not right.

Including when playing games with Xiao Nailin before, she had problems with her operation.

The training is to assist, but the main focus is killing.

She's already been affected by what happened to her brother.

However, she won't let this kind of thing affect her for too long.

Mo Bei didn't expect that Feng Nai would bring it up sharply before she finished digesting it.

After all, she also knew what Hei Yan would face if she continued to let her stay.

But when he came to him, it seemed that those things were not as important as her putting a lot of money on his face.

Never mention anything to those who want to give up.

Only those who have no intention of giving up will ask this question.

It seems that there is a sentence in the information that is very accurate.

king is the most unpredictable e-sports player what he will do next and has a very poisonous eye.

The reason why Hei Yan can be distinguished from other teams is because there is a leader who is both a player and a coach.

Mo Bei's mood was very light: "Got it."

The three words that fell into my ears made Feng Nai look sideways: "It's best for you to know."

Then, he paced over.

Mo Bei also went into the bathroom and got the towel he wanted.

Basically both sides are telling themselves.

Even if you don't like the opponent, you can't do it in the team's apartment.

Since you can't do it, it doesn't make any sense if you don't like it.

In this way, the two spent the second night together on a night that was not very pleasant but not full of contradictions and conflicts.

In this regard, Young Master Feng is still not used to having one more person in his room, tossing and turning until late at night.

Mo Bei was the same as last time, sleeping as soon as he pulled the quilt, only his light-colored side face was exposed, and the rest was tightly wrapped.

When Feng Naiye got up, he saw that face again.

No matter how many nights it is, it all boils down to an idea.

A person like him who only sleeps, looks like he is 18 years old, is very old-fashioned in normal times, and has no expression on his face.

How on earth did you send the word "Memmada" to Linkengeng without any psychological pressure?

Such a question is bound to be unsolvable.

The only solution is.

The next day, it was not yet noon.

Feng Nai received a call.

He sat up with his messy black hair, and his whole body exuded a dark aura.

That face was very handsome, even with a smile.

But it is at this time that the boss is the most dangerous.

This is something the whole team knows.