The eSports King’s Crush

Because of that kind of strength, Mo Bei could only be forced to raise his head and look at him.

There was only the white shirt she was wearing between the two of them, and his chest was feeling faintly hot.

When he was so close, the warmth seemed to be transmitted from him to her, a slight but unignorable feeling of happiness.

They all disappeared without a trace as he suddenly pressed her against the computer desk.

Because the follow-up was even more conflicting, she didn't even have time to react.

His slender legs were pressed between her legs, imprisoning her whole body there, preventing her from even moving.

And his breath was right next to her ear, with a confusing warmth.

That temperature is too high.

It was unexpectedly high.

Mo Beigang stretched out his hand, trying to push the person away.

He looked into her eyes and said, "Sometimes I really want to take revenge on you."

He let go of her wrist and walked towards the double bed. Her straight back looked a little lonely for some reason.

Mo Bei paused for a moment and watched as he walked over with his long legs. He stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt to cover his whole body. The feeling of alienation emanating from his arched back let her know that his current mood was true. Not very good.

It probably has something to do with still having a fever.

Or maybe, today's chat reminded him of her and his daily life in the game?

Mo Bei thought of this and walked over.

I took a towel, wetted it, and put it on his forehead.

He stretched out his hand to block it, but his throat was still burning: "No need."

When Mo Bei was blocked for the first time, his mood was still very weak.

After being blocked three times, she directly held down the man's wrist and said in a slightly low voice, "What compensation do you want?"

She really couldn't bear to see this person like this.

Her black hair was tied in front of her forehead, and her lips were pale to a certain extent, as if she was hurt in her heart.

Although Mo Bei is not enlightened in some aspects, she is very good at observing these details.

There is no other way to feed them. This is a hotel and there are no tools for making desserts.

In addition, his temperature never dropped.

Only Mo Bei thought of such a compromise.

He raised his eyes, looked at the pure white face in front of him, and resisted the urge to press the person under him.

Because I like it so much.

So even if the plan succeeds, he doesn't want to use this method to really bully this person.

Feng Nai's voice was calm: "Any compensation is acceptable?"

"Well, anything is fine." Mo Bei thought, she's not poor, and she can make food herself. At worst, she can just wear a bear like last time and walk on the street. If he likes to play pranks, let him play pranks on her.

Just like that time, playing games online.

He always fully cooperates with her time, which is the same reason.

Mo Bei knew very well that this person was really kind to her in the past.

At that time, it was very hazy.

When she's not playing promotion matches, she likes to go shopping for herbal medicine in the living area.

He always follows her and asks her what she likes.

Just take it as compensation.

It really should be compensated.

When Feng Nai met those eyes, he knew that this person really only wanted him to make any request now.

He can give it to him.

But once he really mentioned it, it meant that it was completely over.

Feng Nai touched that face with his hand, and then smiled casually: "I will ask for compensation when I win the national championship."

"National Champion..."