The eSports King’s Crush

"You don't need a mobile phone?" Feng Nai glanced sideways.

If Mo Bei didn't say anything, he would look like there was something wrong. He just called out a series of numbers indifferently. His face, seen up close, was very clean and fair, and there was always an indescribable sense of abstinence.

In fact, Feng Nai remembers that he wasn't very careful. All his thoughts were spent on looking at someone, but he saved his phone number. After all, he had to put on a show.

There is a mobile phone in Mo Bei that has no sound, and it is the original Nokia brand.

Because of what happened before, Mo Bei would always use this phone to receive text messages from her brother.

Watch Feng Nai fight over.

Mo Bei's eyes did not move.

The only thing that was bright was her mobile phone in the pocket of her uniform.

Because there is no sound, it will not be noticed.

Feng Nai's eyes were also very light: "No one answered."

"I don't think anyone will answer an unfamiliar number." Mo Bei just finished speaking.

Feng Nai smiled again, this time a little absent-mindedly: "Really? It's so cute."

Mo Bei: ...This is the second time, praising her for being cute.

Isn't it normal not to answer calls from strangers?

Why is it an adjective like cute again?

"However, is there anything your sister particularly likes?" Feng Nai leaned back and looked sideways at someone: "Since you are going to participate in the chef competition, I must like cooking just like you, right?"

Mo Bei didn't know whether he was testing her or asking about her hobbies. His eyes darkened: "Yes, I like it. I learned how to cook from her."

"What else?" Feng Nai accidentally revealed the real purpose: "What else do you like?"

Mo Bei raised his eyebrows: "Me?"

Feng Nai remained calm: "You and your sister are twins, and they should like the same things."

"It's not the same." They all have different personalities, and the only thing they like in common is playing games.

Feng Nai raised his eyebrows: "In this case, then you have to help me properly."

"Help?" Mo Bei still said very few words.

Feng Nai seemed a little embarrassed, his handsome face turned red, and then he coughed and said, "I have never chased anyone."

Mo Bei waited for his follow-up.

Unexpectedly, a certain great myth changed his mind and said with a touch of ridicule: "Except for chasing you in the game, who knew you would be a man. Since that time, I have never had a crush on anyone."

Mo Bei's eyebrows twisted slightly, and there was hesitation on his handsome face. That matter was indeed...

"Actually, it's not a big trauma." Feng Nai began to guide him lightly: "It just makes me lose the confidence to pursue anyone."

If Cat, Cat, and Bear heard this, they would definitely explode.

It can be said that the boss like this is Taibailian.

So many people are waiting to get along with him.

It's obvious that he doesn't like it.

How come you no longer have the confidence to pursue others?

Feng Nai seemed to be helpless. His black hair fell down and covered his eyes. He was three-quarters real and seven-quarters false. He exposed the beautiful curve of his chin, like a monster who had fallen into the world. His handsomeness was tinged with melancholy: "Now I have finally fallen in love with someone, but I don't dare to confess directly. I'm worried that not only will the other person not have a good impression of me, but they will also push me away completely because they hate such feelings..." Not even friends. Do.

Feng Nai didn't say the latter sentence.

Mo Bei looked sideways, wondering whether to comfort the other person or feed him directly.

The voice from the other side came again: "You guys look the same. If we get closer in the future, it should help me to speak so naturally in front of your sister."

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