The eSports King’s Crush

Others don't think it's anything.

Hong Haier's life depends on his male god giving out sweets when he opens his account.

His teammates are used to it and find it very strange that he is still a straight man.

However, after Feng Nai shook hands, he raised a nice eyebrow in this direction: "Marry?"

Hong Haier was instantly excited: "Yes, male god, in front of Brother Nan, you are like a daughter-in-law. This is the case in the fan discussion group."

Feng Nai smiled and said casually: "How do you live until now?"

"Huh?" Hong Hai'er still had a question mark on her face.

His teammates pulled him over, stuffed him behind him, and looked at Feng Nai's face: "This kid's brain is not so bright sometimes."

"I see." Feng Nai approached with one hand in his trouser pocket and said in a slow voice: "If you want to marry me, it's your brother Nan who will marry me."

People next to me:...

This, it’s not right for anyone to marry anyone.

Two boys, right? ?

Cat, Cat and Bear gradually realized that something was not right.

But the joy of victory did not let him study too much.

When he approached the rest area, he put his hand on Mo Bei's shoulder: "Brother, you are so handsome. You are just like a treasure. Your left hand is so awesome. With your hand speed just now, I'm sitting next to you." You can feel the sound."

"Yeah." Mo Bei responded, still saying very little, just about to continue walking with Cat, Cat and Bear.

Someone grabbed him by the collar, it was Feng Nai.

His tone was very lazy: "There is an interview."

"Another interview?" Cat, Cat and Bear's eyes widened: "That's right, Mo Nan performed so well this time, I'm sure Sakura"

Feng Nai didn't answer his words. He just dragged the person over and walked in the opposite direction to the lounge.

The farther you go, the fewer people there are.

Mo Beigang glanced sideways.

He forcefully pulled her into the dressing room next to her.

Then there was the sound of a lock locking.

Feng Nai didn't give Mo Bei any time to speak. He put one hand on her shoulder and trapped her on the door like that: "What happened to your left hand?"

"Left hand?" Mo Bei asked without answering, "What's wrong with my left hand?"

Feng Nai looked at her, his eyes lowered: "Would you like me to understand a little more?"

Mo Bei paused his fingers.

She didn't think Feng Nai had confirmed anything.

Because she rarely used the wandering position in the past.

Even if someone saw her using it now, they wouldn't associate it with her.

So Mo Bei didn't show anything, he just looked at Feng Nai with his eyes, black and white.

Feng Nai lowered his figure and was about to order something more.

The doorknob rang.

Someone!

Mo Bei and Feng Nai looked at each other.

Only then did the two of them remember that the place they were looking for was really not the same place to talk.

"Why is it locked?"

"I don't know. Where is the key? Do you have it with you?"

"Here you go, hurry up, get your things and leave."

I could tell it was the voice of a makeup artist, and there were quite a few people there.

If this situation comes in.

Seeing the two of them like this, they seemed to have done something indescribable...

Feng Nai didn't care who talked about him.

But Mo Bei felt that it would be too unfair if the outside world really thought that a certain great god was crooked.

Before Feng Nai could react, Mo Bei reached out and dragged him behind the dressing table.

The posture was the same as on the playground.

Only this time, Mo Bei was sitting on the ground, and Feng Nai's hand was pressing on her leg...