The eSports King’s Crush

The vibration sound of Nokia is much stronger than that of current smartphones.

Mo Bei's cell phone was in the pocket of his school uniform.

The buzzing vibration made her slowly open her eyes.

His black eyes looked at the unfamiliar furnishings around him.

For a moment, she didn't realize where she was.

There was no one in the room except her.

Until her eyes fell on the computer chair, which was covered with a black flame uniform.

It's the Feng family.

And it's still his room.

Mo Bei sat up, and his pale and clear side face was all immersed in the dusk, so clean that it seemed to be faintly illuminated.

After the illness, she was paler than usual.

It just seems that the abstinence is a little bit more like it will break if you break it.

When she raised her hand, the first thing she saw was the medical infusion patch left on the back of her hand.

My head is still a little dizzy, but it's much better. At least it's no longer the same as before, and my thoughts are like a paste.

She was carried to the infirmary by him.

Just think of this.

Mo Bei frowned slightly uneasily.

She almost thought about how the No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School would explode.

Mo Bei opened the quilt and didn't look at the messages on his phone at first.

He only glanced sideways and glanced at the time on the clock.

In the water glass on the bedside, someone poured a glass of water.

Mo Bei lowered his eyes and picked it up. It was still hot. He must have just gone out.

It's five o'clock in the afternoon.

She slept almost all day.

time to go.

Otherwise, they will definitely be left behind.

And it was not suitable for her to spend the night here.

Mo Bei took another look at the cup of hot water.

When I was just starting out.

There was another vibration in the pocket of the school uniform.

Mo Bei thought it was her brother.

After all, not everyone knows about WeChat on this mobile phone.

Click on the screen and see the other person's profile picture.

Mo Bei's fingers paused for a moment.

"Bey, I'm coming to China."

"Let's meet."

Ye Bing?

Mo Beigang wanted to reply.

The door was pushed open.

She quickly lowered her hand, put it into her coat pocket, and then pressed the power button with her side hand.

Not only Feng Nai came in, but also Xiao Nailin who followed him.

Originally, he was just here to pester his brother, but he didn't expect it!

"Little brother, you finally woke up!" Xiao Nailin's round eyes lit up, she reached out and hugged Mo Bei's long legs: "If you don't wake up, my brother will destroy the kitchen. He insists on making porridge.

It’s so frustrating. "

Feng Nai tilted his handsome face, stretched out his hand to grab the little man's collar, and pulled him away from Mo Bei. His tone was still very casual: "Stay away from your little brother, it's easy to get infected."

"Brother, not everyone is like you, like a sick cat." Xiao Nailin reached out again.

Feng Nai simply blocked the person and said in a very calm voice: "Mobile phone."

In front of the capitalist, Xiao Nailin could only lower his head. His brother didn't know what kind of nerves he had, and it seemed that he just didn't want him to hug his little brother.

"Huh." Xiao Nai Lin stood there, and seemed to have remembered something. He ran away, then ran back in the blink of an eye, raising his hands: "Little brother, these are all from school. The person who likes you gave it to you, I took a look and there was milk in it."

Feng Nai originally thought that this bag of snacks should have been destroyed by Lin Kengkeng, the foodie.

Why are you still keeping it?

"Have you ever seen a sick person who is suitable for eating these things?" Feng Nai said, taking a bite of the bag of snacks, then turned sideways and looked at Mo Beidao: "Whatever do you want to eat for dinner, I will let someone do it." .”

Just because Xiao Nailin couldn't hold Mo Bei's legs didn't mean that Mo Bei couldn't touch his head.

"No, I'll go back."

Xiao Nailin's eyes narrowed with a smile when she was touched. When she heard these words, her ears began to droop: "Brother, you just finished the transfusion, and you might still have a fever at night. Aunt Mo has gone back. Who will take care of you at that time? I thought you could stay, and I was forced to agree to my brother that I would wash the dishes today, so that he would agree to you taking me to play two games. If my little brother leaves, there will be no one to play with me. ”

"I'll go back and play games with you." Mo Bei still couldn't see the little man showing such an expression.

Xiao Nailin bit her lower lip, her delicate face completely lost the indifference she had in the aristocratic school: "It's different going back, little brother, don't go back, the house is deserted, only me and my brother are left, and he doesn't like it." If you eat with me, I will almost become an unwanted child."

Unwanted child? Mo Bei thought he was just talking casually, but just as he was about to rub Xiao Nailin's head, he told him, "I really can't do it today."

There was a low sound coming from her left ear, as if the voice was deliberately kept very low, fearing that the little person would hear it, she breathed lightly: "Photos of my dad outside with other women. , was photographed by a magazine. My mother wants to divorce my father. She has even drafted a contract. The atmosphere at home has not been very good recently. If Lingkengkeng is so sensitive, he should have known about it. If possible, you can stay. Come down and just stay with him."

Xiao Nai was nearby and listened.

I really admire his brother.

In order to make the little brother stay, he even used this trick.

However, he and his brother have the same purpose.

So they cooperated very actively.

"Dad hasn't been home recently." Xiao Nailin continued to lower his head and said in a low voice: "I saw my mother crying that day. Little brother, do you think they will get divorced?"

Mo Bei already softened his heart when he saw him like that, let alone heard him say: "No."

"But I'm afraid." The current Xiao Nailin is far different from the person who had decided to kick his father out that morning. He still sniffed: "Little brother, just stay and stay with me for a day. , I’ve been suffering from insomnia recently, I can’t eat well and can’t sleep.”

Usually when his brother acted like this, Feng Nai would have laughed at him long ago.

In order to match the atmosphere today, Feng Nai was extraordinarily silent.

Such silence stung Mo Bei's heart, and he said in a calm voice: "Okay, but you have to give me a guest room. Viral colds are easily contagious."

"No problem!" Xiao Nailin immediately raised her face, her smile no different from that of a flower.

No problem, Feng Nai, who originally wanted to trick someone into sleeping in the same room with him, glanced at his brother casually.

But forget it, leaving people overnight first is the most important thing.

"Then let's go down and tell Auntie what to make for dinner."

"I want to eat hotpot mutton!" Xiao Nailin said with eyes shining: "Such a cold day is the best time to eat hotpot mutton at home!"

Mo Bei looked at the little figure: "Isn't it that you can't eat?"

"I only got the appetite after seeing you stay." Feng Nai paused and said, "In the past two days, he was full when he touched his mouth. As an older brother, I couldn't do anything about it."

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