The eSports King’s Crush

Feng Nai stopped, holding his trouser pocket with one hand, his eyes deepened, he slowly turned around and looked behind him.

The man's face had not changed at all, he was still handsome and noble.

It's the same uniform he wore at the base.

He pulled the zipper of his jacket to the top, exposing only the arc of his chin.

The black broken hair reflected his pale eyes, which were abstinent and cold.

It's Master Mo!

The manager just wanted to go up and say hello.

But their young master stretched out his hand to block him.

The manager was still confused.

The young master lowered his eyes, glanced at the surveillance screen in his hand, and tapped the figure of the girl in the white dress with his slender fingers.

What does it mean?

The manager doesn't understand.

But Mo Bei knew very well that this was why she appeared here as "Mo Nan".

Just to let him see where she and the girl in the white dress were.

Use the method that appears in front of him, which is the most direct way.

Feng Nai indeed narrowed his eyes, and even lowered his voice and said to the other side: "Is the target still there?"

"Master, don't worry. We have been watching. This guest has already gone upstairs and is in the corridor."

Feng Nai's handsome face tilted, and once again his eyes fell on that person, and his voice was casual: "Why are you here?"

"Mr. Feng brought me here." Mo Bei approached, still speaking very little.

Feng Nai looked at him with deep eyes: "Take you to the hotel?"

"Feng's Industry, activities arranged by the company" "Mo Bei's mentality has always been stable.

Feng Nai smiled, but it didn't mean anything gentle: "Oh? What kind of activity?"

"I have a bad review online. There is a chef competition here, and he wants me to live broadcast it." Mo Bei raised his eyes and said in an uneven voice: "Before I entered, I saw my sister participating in this competition on the screen. My sister and I look the same, and if we go live, it will cause trouble, and now the event is cancelled."

"You and your sister look the same..." Feng Nai pondered these words and walked closer slowly. The warmth in his eyes did not return: "Why didn't you talk about this before?"

Mo Bei seemed confused and moved his eyelashes unconsciously: "No one asked."

These four words made Feng Nai pause. Indeed, no one had ever asked him what his sister looked like.

It has also been shown in previous information that this person seems to be very protective of his family in this regard.

Everyone knows that he has a sister, but the existence of this sister is extremely low.

It seems like no one has seen it...

But this does not affect his intuition.

Feng Nai just tilted his head and smiled.

The next second, he pressed Mo Bei's wrist and pressed him against the wall.

The manager was watching and thought the two men were going to fight.

His face turned pale and he wanted to go up and persuade him.

Feng Nai didn't even turn his head, and casually said: "I'm going to talk to our assistant brother, why are you panicking? I'm standing next to you."

Manager: ...Master, it doesn’t look like you are chatting, it looks like you are about to start a fight.

Mo Bei only glanced sideways. As he approached his hand that was being pressed, the faint breath of mint candy drifted over. It was very close, so close that it seemed as if she could inhale his breath with just one breath. .

Feng Nai tilted his head and stared at her.

Unlike before, this time it was so dangerous that it felt like it could be swallowed up and occupied at any time.

It seemed that he was completely suspected.

Under the light, Feng Nai's eyes were like broken stars.

In front of him, she seemed to have been seen through...

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