The eSports King’s Crush

"At the door again..." Mo Bei seemed to be sighing, but more tenderly: "There are too many people at the door. Well, I'm at the door. I'm not afraid, I'm afraid it will get you into trouble."

Feng Nai didn't need to look at the caller ID to know who was on the other side.

Apart from Yun Shen, there would be no other person who could make him talk like this.

The tingling feeling in my heart disappeared, and a kind of unyielding boredom took over everything.

The sound in my ears can still be heard faintly.

Feng Nai stood up, looked at Mo Bei Gua Ling's words, sorted it out slowly, and then said, "You want to leave?"

"Yeah." Mo Bei put away his phone, his face still calm: "Yun Shen is outside."

Feng Nai's voice was very light, and it sounded like he had no emotion, but his eyes seemed to be extremely dark: "The manager asked me to take you over for an interview if possible."

"For interviews, just have the captain." Mo Bei knew that the main target of every interview was him. When a certain great god arrived, it didn't really matter whether she went or not. In addition, someone would definitely ask her about her left hand, no matter she No matter how you answer, there are loopholes. It would be the easiest thing not to go.

Feng Nai tilted his head, as if laughing, and his tone was a little cold: "We are really in love, you two."

Mo Bei raised his eyes, facing such words, he didn't know how to answer.

After all, you can still hear a hint of ridicule inside.

"I need to pick her up." Mo Bei did not answer the question directly.

All the warmth in Feng Nai's eyes had disappeared.

Standing there tall and tall, the phone is still ringing.

Mo Bei said, "Leave it to the captain," he buttoned the hood of his battle uniform jacket with one hand, opened the wooden door and walked out.

Feng Nai looked at the slender and elegant figure and felt that even breathing became a little uncomfortable.

He even wanted to rush over, push the man against the wall, and ask him exactly what made him inferior to Yun Shen.

But he found that he didn't have the qualifications at all.

They are a couple.

And he is nothing.

Feng Nai asked himself countless times.

What's so good about this brother?

If he is good-looking and cooks delicious food, he will always understand him better than others.

It looks prickly, but once you touch it, it becomes addictive.

At first, I just thought it smelled good.

But now he discovered that after smelling some bad smells, he could never quit them.

His upbringing and pride told him, don't go.

But he still couldn't help but say: "What you promised me before, when are you going to fulfill it?"

Mo Bei had already walked some distance away. Hearing this, he turned his eyes back and didn't understand what he meant for a moment.

Feng Nai stood in the shadows, making his expression unclear: "You will give me whatever I want. Has this brother forgotten?"

"I remember." Mo Bei turned around completely, his eyes dark: "I will definitely do it this time."

Feng Nai laughed softly, like a demon in the dark, with a sinister tone: "Really? How about letting you break up with Yun Shen?"

Mo Bei was shocked. Although the expression on his face was not that obvious, the eyes that came over him were somewhat paused: "What?"

really.

It was a scrutinizing and puzzled tone.

Next, when those eyes looked at him, they would be filled with alienation and disgust.

The more Feng Nai thought about it, the corners of his mouth widened, but there was no sign of a smile. Instead, he turned sideways, and his heart almost froze: "You're just kidding, go ahead."