The eSports King’s Crush

Feng Nai lowered his head and raised his thin lips suddenly.

So, facing such a person, how could he be willing to let go.

Since such favorable conditions have been created.

Of course Feng Nai will take advantage of it.

It really hurts my heart.

So much so that even his lips turned white.

Almost everyone knows it.

The young master of the Feng family can fight well, but he is also prone to getting sick.

Mo Bei has experienced it several times, so he must think carefully about all aspects.

So when Feng Nai entered the elevator, he leaned to one side.

Mo Bei's eyebrows twisted slightly, thinking he was in severe pain.

Just pull Feng Nai's arm over and put it on your shoulder when you get out of the elevator.

"What are you doing?" Feng Nai glanced sideways casually, knowingly asking.

Mo Bei didn't hide it: "Help the captain walk, this will relieve the pain."

"Oh, it's a life-saving grace." Feng Nai seemed to be smiling, and his voice was a little low: "Do you want me to pledge my life to you?"

Mo Bei turned his eyes and did not answer his words. After all, he could still hear ridicule in them.

According to a certain great god, seven out of ten sentences are traps.

Less management is most appropriate.

"We're here." Mo Bei still said very few words. He took out the room card and pressed it against the door with a clear look on his face.

Feng Nai looked at the door in front of him and sighed in his heart. He only took two steps to reach it. What hotel?

It is worth mentioning that the room is worthy of its price in terms of space and facilities.

It's large, modern, spotlessly decorated, and very elegant.

There is a small refrigerator beside the bed.

Put fresh fruit on top of that.

And a bottle of red wine and an upside-down goblet.

The innermost part is an open balcony.

The white tables and wooden chairs are perfect for sitting there, admiring the scenery and sipping red wine.

After all, that floor-to-ceiling window can see the street scene for a while.

Mo Bei didn't look at this. He only raised his eyes slightly and determined the location of the computer.

Feng Nai didn't even look at it, but instead cast his gaze on the only double bed in the room, his eyes darkening.

While downstairs, Feng Nai just lowered his eyes and thought of dozens of ways to imprison a person, without paying attention to what Mo Bei and the front desk said.

Now he stopped for a moment, his eyes not moving from the double bed.

Mo Bei noticed his pause and explained briefly: "There are only double rooms left in the hotel. We can make do with one night today. When there are free rooms tomorrow, they will be exchanged for us."

Feng Nai said "Oh" and didn't say much. He just half-sat on the bed, seemingly not caring about such trivial details.

Mo Bei didn't care even more.

It’s not that I don’t have experience sharing a bed.

Plus he wasn't feeling well.

The bed here is also bigger than when I was at Fengjia.

There is also room for one person in the middle.

As long as she behaves naturally, she won't be suspected.

What's more, tonight, there is still double row training to be done, and she will not leave the computer desk until one o'clock in the morning.

So there shouldn't be any big problem.

The only thing he was worried about was his stomach.

Mo Bei was thinking about whether to contact Uncle Feng.

Then I heard the person over there say: "I'm going to sleep for a while, so don't call my uncle. The old man will definitely ask him where I went. Tell him, it's not appropriate for him to lie or not."

Mo Bei turned to look at him. The color of his lips seemed to have recovered somewhat. He just took his wallet and planned to go downstairs.

The man reached out and grabbed her wrist...

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