The eSports King’s Crush

Damn it!

This was Mo Nan's first reaction.

He knew the sound of turning into ashes.

It’s the eldest son of No. 1 Middle School with eyes that reach to the top of his head, Young Master Feng!

Fortunately, Mo Nan was standing with his back to the stairs.

The change in his eyes at that moment was not seen by anyone.

But wait.

Is this person asking him?

Oh, right.

His sister said that "them" have a good relationship now.

Mo Nan quickly gathered his mood.

In order to make himself look like he doesn't want to fight with the other party.

After Mo Nan calmed down his gaze, he turned his face sideways, with one hand in his trouser pocket, and his black hair hitting the bridge of his nose. From the angle above, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with Mo Nan, but his chin The arc is just in the sunlight.

Qingjun and coldly: "Yeah."

Mo Nan summed up one thing, that is, speak less and make fewer mistakes. When you are not sure what the situation is, just use the word "um" instead.

Anyway, his sister is like a little stuffy person who talks little.

Feng Nai came down from upstairs and walked slowly closer.

One of his hands was wrapped in a white bandage for some unknown reason, and it hung casually on one side.

The face was sharp and angular, clean without a trace of magazine.

He has very deep eyes. Whether he is from No. 1 or No. 2 middle school, people always say that his eyes are the most attractive to girls. This sentence is not unreasonable.

Mo Nan's heart almost jumped out of his chest, and he tried hard to control his eyes from changing.

However, when Feng Nai stood in front of him, the monster still raised his eyes: "Why do you feel that you are a bit fierce?"

fierce? Is he mean? Mo Nan stood there and tightened his hands where no one else could see him. He knew that this Young Master Feng liked to find trouble!

Mo Nan clenched his hand hanging by his side, and his voice was still very light: "No."

Feng Nai got a little closer to him and looked at the clear and porcelain white face.

Mo Nan wanted to say, brother, what are you doing? Just say, you are so close to me, you are looking at me like an animal!

Feng Nai's narrow eyes narrowed, and a strong sense of oppression came over him: "You seem to..."

Mo Nan tilted his eyes and looked at him.

Feng Nai then stood up straight and said casually, "It's nothing. I thought you were a different person just now."

Mo Nan:......

Damn it!

I stood here and said nothing. Why do you think I am a different person?

horrible!

And why suddenly I don’t feel it anymore.

Mo Nan had no clue at all, and even shuddered.

After all, he couldn't see through the other person's eyes at all.

I don’t know how his sister manages to have good relationships with people.

Only Feng Nai knew that his mood was not very stable.

Some problems that he just realized made him not sure how to face this person now.

There was even some lingering guilt and jealousy about what he had just done.

"Do you feel like you haven't had enough dates?"

Feng Nai's words blurted out with a mockery that he couldn't even detect.

Mo Nan thought to himself, does the Black Flame Company have to take care of things like dating among its team members?

There is no trace on his face, after all, his current identity is his sister.

"No." He had a handsome face and clear eyes.

His sister doesn't have any other daily expressions besides "um". As long as she uses them well, there shouldn't be any problem in carrying on with her current facial paralysis.

Mo Nan is indeed very similar.

But what almost made him jump up in shock was Feng Nai's next move...

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