The eSports King’s Crush

Gu Wu lowered his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled lightly, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

Probably related to his family background.

But when it comes to making gourmet food, it is rare to have it passed down through three generations.

But the Gu family has been passed down for five generations.

Naturally, Gu Wu's temperament is just like his name. He always smiles when he encounters everything, just like a young man from a noble family in ancient times.

No wonder Mo's mother was so happy to let Mo Bei get to know each other.

Under such conditions, it would be enough to be a boyfriend, let alone just friends.

However, as soon as Xiao Nai Lin appeared, Mother Mo was really focused on the child. At this time, she was reminded by Mo Bei and turned her head.

Mo Bei, who successfully silenced his own mother, poured a glass of water for Xiao Nailin casually. Because his hands were thin and white, even the glass in her hand looked very translucent when she took it away: "You know my brother."

"Little sister's brother?" Xiao Nailin was shocked. Does the little brother actually have a younger sister?

Mo Bei's expression remained unchanged: "Yeah."

"But you two look exactly the same." Xiao Nailin looked at the beautiful little sister in front of him and always thought of his little brother: "Except that the little sister's hair is longer and her voice is not so low. Except for that, there is no difference anywhere else.”

Mo Bei's voice was light: "My brother and I are twins, but there is still a difference. I am shorter than him."

After Mo Bei's intentional reminder, Xiao Nailin seemed to notice this: "It's true, my little brother is taller than you."

"Hmm." Mo Bei thought to himself that when he was pretending to be her brother in Heiyan, the five-centimeter height-increasing insoles in his shoes did not have white pads.

Xiao Nailin blinked: "I still think it's amazing. How can it be so similar? If people are not familiar with you, do they often confuse you with my little brother?"

Mo Bei answered the question while cutting the steak: "It is true that there are often such misunderstandings."

Xiao Nailin stared at the other party's beautiful fingers and the orderly knife skills, and still felt like it.

"So, little sister, can you also cook?" Xiao Nai Lin lowered her head and said, "Like my little brother?"

Mother Mo smiled: "Brother Nan, how can he..."

How could she possibly be able to cook? Mother Mo hadn't finished her sentence yet.

Mo Bei said: "Yes."

"Sure enough, it's true that everyone is someone else's brother." Xiao Nai Lin sighed like an adult: "My brother can't even cook instant noodles."

Mo Bei wanted to say that she knew. When he heard Xiao Nailin's complaint, he remembered the masterpiece of a certain master in the base kitchen last time.

Xiao Nailin shook his head and sighed: "I have given up on him."

Mo Bei looked at the cute little Nailin and thought to himself, in terms of cooking skills, there is really no need to bother to save a certain master, it is better to save the kitchen first.

Mother Mo next to her always felt something was strange.

I can't tell where it is.

But Gu Wu saw everything, rubbed the edge of the tea cup with his fingers, and quietly cooperated with Mo Beicha to distract Mo's mother's thoughts.

However, Xiao Nailin did not stop: "Miss, my brother and your brother are in the same team now. The relationship between the two of them is very good. They are still doing interviews together. But there are no mobile phones here. We can't let Xiao Nailin." Sister, look."

With just this sentence, Mother Mo's attention was drawn back: "We are on the same team? This is really fate, don't you think so, Beibei?"

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