The eSports King’s Crush

There is a missed call on it.

The treatment is also clear.

Mobilize the other party's enthusiasm.

Mo Bei tapped his long fingers on the book.

Under the shadow of the light, his handsome face took on a bookish air.

No wonder no one would suspect that she was a girl.

Anyone who looks at such a scene will only think that it is a cold and aloof young man who is extremely self-disciplined.

She turned her face sideways and took the phone over. Under her black eyelashes were pale eyes. When she looked down again, she had already typed a line: "Listen to my brother, do you want to get to know me?"

This should be proactive enough, right?

Mo Bei, who had never sent a message to anyone, twitched his eyelashes as if he was thinking.

In the end, it seemed like I didn’t know what could be better than this.

Just pressed the send button.

Then, wait for a reply.

At this time, Feng Nai was using his tablet to preview information online.

He wasn't searching for anything special, he was just asking "What if you break up a good brother."

There are many answers and endless floors.

"Damn it, someone really wants to break up his own brother?"

"I advise the poster to be kind. If you really give in, come back and tell me, and I will give it a try."

"Want to know the secrets? Come on, let me recommend some epic novels to you."

"No need to go to such trouble, I just want to ask if the host is handsome!"

Feng Nai glanced at it and typed three words casually: "It's okay."

"Is it okay? Half and half."

"Is this a matter of appearance? Brother."

"Why not? I used to be a straight man, but then, hey, that man was too handsome, so I became a straight man."

"You are so casual."

Feng Nai felt the same way: "He's not easy to break up with, he has a girlfriend."

"Brother, you can't."

"To be honest, people are in love normally, so don't ruin it."

"Save your face and don't be a third party."

The last reply made Feng Nai, who had not smoked for so long, stand up.

Then, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and glanced back at the empty bed.

He played with the lighter twice, tilted his handsome face, and lit a cigarette.

The black cigarette body was pointed at by his slender and fair skin. Probably because of the color, for a moment, it made people feel that even the joints of his fingers were pale.

He only took one puff of that cigarette.

He just stood tall and tall, with his black hair falling down and hitting the bridge of his nose, seemingly not thinking about anything.

However, when all the cigarettes were burned out, the flames burned his fingers.

Feng Nai raised his eyes and quickly treated the hand injury, but his emotions could not be settled.

That kind of relationship is not easy.

That's why his eyes were dark, as if he had fallen into an abyss.

like someone.

It is completely contrary to his education and understanding of concepts.

Pain, self-loathing, and even wondering if there was something wrong with me.

But can't let go.

Feng Nai even told himself that if he saw the scene of them being intimate, he would give up.

But as long as one thinks like that.

He wished he could snatch that person away and lock him in his hands.

Obviously this idea is wrong.

But it still can't be changed.

Feng Nai stood in the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror, letting the cold water from the shower hit his face.

Calm down.

Good to everyone.

But he couldn't calm down.

Even if he uses his most shameless means.

He also wants that person to be his...

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