The eSports King’s Crush

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Little Mo Bei was indeed stuck there. Don't expect her to have any expression even if her face was paralyzed. On the contrary, the small person was very cool. After looking at the screen with dark eyes for a while, he turned back and said: "Brother, let's go play professionally too. Let’s win the championship together.”

Mo Nan was so cold that he sniffed. What did his sister say, champion?

I meant to laugh.

But when he saw his face was paralyzed.

He paused and rubbed her head as usual: "Okay."

That was the first time he lied to his sister.

Because of family conditions, I can only work professionally alone.

How come there are words like this together?

But there is no need to let his sister know about this kind of thing.

His sister, the one with facial paralysis.

Just win her championship.

He thought that would be enough.

Did he do something wrong?

She shouldn't be allowed to come back in his place.

Mo Nan raised his head and looked at the snowflakes that kept hitting his face. The hand hanging on one side still held a cigarette.

Huan Leng has been following behind him.

Until I saw this scene,

Then he walked over and pulled the person away.

Before Mo Nan could react.

He was already packed into the car.

The heating followed.

Mo Nan's hand seemed to have become conscious, and he wanted to push the door open. Wan Leng, who was sitting next to him, looked at him with side eyes.

Mo Nan smiled, still with a ruffian tone: "What? You still want to fight?"

Huan Leng ignored him and only asked the driver to start the car.

It was a sports car. In addition to its low-key color, even the interior was very luxurious.

No one drives fast on snowy roads.

The road was also slippery. Looking at the man's obviously cold profile, Mo Nan chose to be quiet.

only……

"Where is this?" Mo Nan narrowed his eyes.

Huan Leng asked someone to park the car in the garage and only said two words: "My home."

Mo Nan laughed: "Brother, bring me home. What's going on?"

"It's past the time to return to the base." When Huan Leng said this, there was no emotion in his tone: "Hei Yan should rest."

Only then did Mo Nan remember that every team has access control.

The sound of the heartbeat became silent.

Fortunately, Qing Lieng didn't hold on to this matter. Seeing that Mo Nan didn't move, he looked back: "If you don't follow, do you want to freeze to death in the garage?"

Naturally, Mo Nan would not stay.

The place where Huan Leng lives is not very popular.

Just like him, a typical single guy.

However, the floor was extremely clean.

There should be hourly workers or someone who specializes in cleaning.

Normally, Mo Nan would still be in the mood to visit, but today, firstly, he didn't understand what Wan Leng meant, and secondly, he didn't want to answer any more questions about his hands.

After Huan Leng took Mo Nan in, he threw him in the living room.

Mo Nan thought about taking a taxi, but after opening the software, he realized that there was no way a taxi could come from this place.

He took another look at the battery and was about to send a message to Mr. Feng.

The owner of the house appears.

Huan Leng went upstairs to find the medical kit.

He directly pulled Mo Nan's injured hand over.

Mo Nan frowned at first.

Then, I heard his voice coming over: "Aren't you going to play a game next? Are you worried?"

Mo Nan's back stiffened. With Huan Leng's intelligence, he should have guessed it. Why did he say that?

Could it be that you were helping him cover up his lies?

This thought made Mo Nan stop there.

The heat coming from the wrist reduced the pain.

The man just said indifferently: "It's snowing heavily outside, so sleep here tonight."

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