The eSports King’s Crush

Hearing this, Feng Nai's eyes darkened, and it was obvious that the light in his eyes was a little cold.

Without the phone in hand, all accounts cannot be logged in.

Those who play tactics have a dirty mind.

Of course he is no exception.

That day was just a normal live broadcast.

Because someone uses a hero that he has never used before, he is said to be a substitute.

Such remarks cannot be made by ordinary people.

It seems that some people do not want the popularity of "Mo Nan" to be the all-around position to increase, so they suppress and guide him with negative information.

Feng Nai's eyes were now a little dark.

Xiao Nailin urged: "Brother, log in to your account quickly and clarify for me."

Feng Nai glanced at him: "My mobile phone is with grandpa."

Xiao Nailin paused for a moment, holding her face with her two little paws, a little incredulous: "Brother, did you escape again this time?"

"Strive for freedom." Feng Nai corrected his brother's wording.

Xiao Nai Lin's cheeks became more bulging: "What should I do, little brother? I still want him to fight back those people. They will definitely not be able to speak against you. There are not many people who can speak against you."

"Lingkengkeng, are you praising me now?" Feng Nai stood up casually: "You leave after dinner. Tomorrow I will make your wishes come true, and those people will shut up."

Xiao Nailin was suspicious: "Are you lying to me?"

"You're not your little brother, what's the point of lying to you?" Feng Nai signaled to him that the people from the kitchen were coming.

Xiao Nailin immediately pretended that nothing had happened. After standing up obediently, she raised her little head vigorously and asked Mo Bei: "Brother, what are we going to eat later? I'm so hungry."

"Shake-boiled mutton." Mo Bei rubbed his head: "Can I eat mutton?"

Xiao Nailin immediately took a sip of saliva and nodded her head.

This kind of weather is the most suitable for eating hotpot mutton.

It's a little cloudy outside.

Plus there’s ready-made sesame paste in the kitchen.

Wang Dongdong was about to send ingredients over because he was worried that what happened today would affect Mo Bei.

Mo Bei simply asked him to bring three bags of mutton.

Wang Dongdong originally wanted to say something to Mo Bei.

As soon as I saw God K, I immediately remembered the last experience.

I knew I couldn’t eat this meal!

Very smartly put down the ingredients and left.

For the rest, I plan to chat with his brother Nan through WeChat.

As a result, his brother Nan didn't need his comfort at all.

Wang Dongdong glanced at the forum page again, his head hurt.

However, since God K is with his brother Nan, why not clarify it?

He didn't know that Feng Nai didn't have a mobile phone at this time.

Wang Dongdong was even a little worried that God K would be like the former God Lu. Once something happened to his brother Nan, he would stay far away.

He edited the message with these concerns and sent it.

After Mo Bei received it, he only replied with a few words: "He is not that kind of person."

Wang Dongdong let out a long sigh.

hope so.

At this time, I really can only gamble.

In the kitchen, Mo Bei put away his cell phone, his eyes still light, and his fingers, which were adjusting the sesame paste, were slender and white.

She has always been like this when cooking, with a sense of abstinence in both her profile and movements.

Feng Nai came over to help.

Mo Bei glanced at his white T-shirt: "Wear an apron."

apron?

Young Master Feng took it off, but said, "Put it on for me." His voice was very careless.

Xiao Nai Lin dug into the yogurt and refused to comment.

Someone who doesn't even know how to wear an apron and wants to help in the kitchen has other agendas!