The eSports King’s Crush

Mo Bei raised his eyes and glanced in his direction.

In the end, I concluded that boys probably had no worries about getting along with each other, so we ended the photo shoot directly.

Qingjun's face was still handsome.

However, when he was given a bouquet of flowers in his hand, Mo Bei's eyes looked down slightly, somewhat surprised.

The first of the dual campuses, every year teachers arrange for other students to go on stage to send flowers.

This time is no exception.

, the girl who sends flowers is also famous in this generation. Yang Ziyu, the beauty of No. 1 Middle School, is known as the goddess of dimples.

Originally, she was still thinking that instead of sending flowers to God K, she should be able to suppress the situation.

Unexpectedly, when I got closer to that person, I felt my heart tightening even more.

When did Mo Nan from No. 2 Middle School become so eye-catching? Compared to before, he seemed to stand straighter. He always had the feeling of an ancient prince, like green bamboo and jade.

Probably because of the young man's unique temperament, which was as cold as water soaked with ice. The closer he got, the more he felt that the other person's eyes were deep and beautiful.

"Mo Nan, this is a flower for you. I hope you can amaze everyone in the next monthly exam." Yang Ziyu stretched out his hand with her unique sweet smile on her lips.

At this age, girls with long flowing hair are always particularly attractive.

As soon as Yang Ziyu came up, the delinquents in No. 2 Middle School all wanted to whistle.

Unfortunately, the occasion is not suitable.

Even now they still feel like they haven't woken up yet.

His brother Nan was actually given flowers by Yang Ziyu.

This was impossible before!

Yang Ziyu's family has a very good family background. They usually have drivers to pick them up and drop them off, but when they see their second middle school students, they won't even stop, let alone take a look.

Of course, the girls in No. 1 Middle School are afraid of them, this is a fact.

At that time, Brother Nan was what they were most afraid of.

Things are different now. Zhao Jianjian has received a lot of invitations for socializing, but the prerequisite is that they must bring their brother Nan with them!

Tell the truth, tell the truth.

The admiration of those girls is nothing.

Being able to get Yang Ziyu to send flowers, I feel like I can boast about this in the pick-up circle for a year!

The idea of ​​a straight man is so simple and crude.

Mo Bei's face was still calm. He stretched out his hand to take the bouquet and said politely: "Thank you."

But it's so cold to the bone.

Yang Ziyu felt that this man was even more handsome, and he could even smell the smell of him, which was clear and slightly sweet.

And how could he look so good in his school uniform?

When you look closely, you can still see the arc of the boy's chin.

"You're welcome." When Yang Ziyu said this, he felt a little hot on his face. He was so handsome.

On the right, Feng Nai, who had already stepped down, saw that someone did not follow him. When he looked over, this was what he saw.

There was a girl who was sending flowers to her little brother who was in the pit, and her face was still slightly red.

I don’t know what he said to her, but the girl was shy even when she smiled.

Feng Nai held his trouser pocket with one hand, with a nonchalant look on his face. He did not look directly, but used the action of pulling the collar to slightly turn his eyes, but he did not look back.

At this time, Yang Ziyu also noticed that he had been standing here for a little too long, so he stopped blocking the young man's way, and the two of them walked off the stage together.

Only then did she realize that God K was still backstage, her eyes lit up, and she was about to go up to say hello.

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