The eSports King’s Crush

But, the girls also discovered it.

Brother Xueba seems to raise his hand a little more now.

After writing down a paper, I made at least five hand-waving and shoulder-pressing movements.

Are you too tired?

Zhao Jianjian also saw it. After all, as a person who fights all year round, he has a very poisonous eye: "Brother Nan, Brother Nan."

Mo Bei ignored him. After all, he was taking an exam.

It was hard to wait until the paper was handed in.

Zhao Jianjian immediately ran over and said, "Is what you read online true? Brother Nan, did you really get into a fight with someone?"

Mo Bei paused while drinking water and gave a faint "hmm".

"Then will you be suspended?" Zhao Jianjian was a little worried.

Mo Bei raised his hand to wipe away the water droplets on his chin: "I don't know. It will depend on the club's decision then."

"It's obviously the provincial competition." Zhao Jianjian said: "Me and the shemales from Class 2 have bought tickets to go see it. It costs a lot of money."

Mo Bei was stunned. He really didn't expect that they would go to the game for her. After all, these people didn't like games very much, they just liked to tease girls.

"Brother Nan, are you injured on your shoulder?" Zhao Jianjian subconsciously tried to pull on Brother Nan's school uniform just like before.

But before his hand touched his Brother Nan.

A lazy voice sounded over there, with a unique timbre: "What are you doing?" x :/

Zhao Jianjian paused, why did this voice sound so familiar? x

It can't be!

How can it be.

There is no reason why Mr. Feng would come to No. 2 Middle School. After all, he is the senior of No. 1 Middle School...(_

Zhao Jianjian hasn't finished thinking about that big character yet.

I heard screams coming from far to near.

It seems that he didn't think too much.

Master Feng is really here.

Before Zhao Jianjian could raise his eyes, he was covered by a figure.

"Where do you put your hands?"

The voice was a bit faint, as if there was a smile on it, but if you listen carefully, there was no warmth at all.

Zhao Jianjian immediately took his hand back and smiled at the visitor: "Master Feng, why are you free to come to our No. 2 Middle School?"

This is not a date for a fight...ah! They have stopped fighting.

Then Feng Shao came to No. 2 Middle School? yes?

"Take your brother Nan back to the base." Feng Nai said while looking at Mo Bei. There was a black mask on his face, but this did not affect his popularity at all.

Zhao Jianjian thought, when did his brother Nan become so weak that he needed someone to pick him up?

Young Master Feng raised his eyebrows at him again: "What were you doing just now?"

"Ah?" Zhao Jianjian, who was suddenly called, explained: "I think Brother Nan seems to have pain in his shoulder, and I just want to see if he needs any medicine."

Feng Nai glanced at him: "Tear off the clothes with your hands? Look at it this way?"

Zhao Jianjian thought what he would never do again?

He used to talk casually.

Isn't this the case among boys?

"I'll pay attention next time, pay attention." When Zhao Jianjian came here, he saw that Master Feng's eyes were still cold, so he immediately changed his words and said, "There will never be a next time!"

Their second middle school's standard for dealing with the first middle school is to act on the look of a wink and run away if you can't beat him. After all, there is only one Nan brother, not to mention that the person he meets is Mr. Feng. It is safer to just give in to him!

Mo Bei was surprised that Feng Nai would come over, holding his schoolbag in one hand and his eyes light: "Captain, you walked in, don't you mind being watched?"

If this person comes, it should cause quite a stir.

After Feng Nai approached Mo Bei, he spoke: "I was watched along the way. If I hadn't come to pick you up, do you think I would have come?" Remember the website address, WWW. Biquxu． Com for easy reading next time, or enter " " in Baidu to enter this site