The eSports King’s Crush

"Excuse me." The room service didn't understand the mood of their boss Jia Xin. He just felt that the boss was standing next to him, feeling a lot of pressure.

What day is it today? Why did Mr. Xin come with her to deliver food? Is he checking her work?

I don’t blame the people below for thinking so. It’s really the behavior of the person in charge that is so unusual.

After hearing the sound, Mo Bei silently glanced in Feng Nai's direction. The meaning of that glance was very clear. It was nothing more than that you were laughing behind his back and someone heard him.

Feng Nai still smiled lazily, but when he raised his eyes and glanced at the man in a straight suit, his eyes became cold.

What are you doing here.

Xin Qian felt a chill on the back of his neck at that glance.

This... is the young master dissatisfied with him?

The room service was quite professional, and he did not forget to introduce to Mo Bei: "Hello guest, this is the person in charge of our hotel, Mr. Xin. In order to understand your experience, he would like to ask you if there is anything else you need. "

Mo Bei glanced over and landed on Mr. Xin's face. From the moment he came in, his eyes were fixed on Feng Nai on the bed and never left.

Mo Bei turned his head and looked at a certain great man on the bed. Although he had already put on clothes, the pale boy half leaning on the bed did attract some attention.

Senior Lin Feng had taught her before that she should be careful about middle-aged uncles.

Both men and women like to watch it.

Thinking of this, Mo Bei turned to one side, blocking Mr. Xin's gaze, and his voice was still calm: "No more."

Xin Qian was still trying to look there, and his enthusiasm was indeed a bit unusual: "Sir, you are welcome. If you have any questions, please ask them as much as possible. Our hotel has always adhered to the principle of customer first, and with your addition, A room has been selected as the luckiest room. You can tell me what you want to eat. I see that your friend’s face seems a little bad. Is the food in the hotel not to your liking?”

There should be no hair loss or anything like that.

If it was true, no wonder the young master looked at him like that.

Mo Bei felt more and more weird the more he looked at Xin Qian's behavior.

It was as if he was going to personally test the body temperature of some great god.

Sure enough, Senior Lin Feng was right.

There are always a lot of weird uncles.

"No need." Mo Bei always has an aura when he rejects people, especially now, it's very similar to the one he had when fighting in school, cold and crisp.

At this time, Xin Qian turned his gaze over. Was it an illusion?

Why do I always feel that the young master's friend is a little hostile to him.

"Then..." Xin Qian was thinking of something else.

She saw the "sick beauty" in Mo Bei's eyes behind her, her thin lips moving in a cold manner and making no sound.

But everyone who saw him knew what he said: "Go quickly."

Naturally, Xin Qian didn't dare to stay any longer. He smiled and said to Mo Bei, "Then I wish you a pleasant meal."

He left with room service. Before leaving, he did not forget: "That friend of yours is really handsome. He looks like a star. It would be great if I could talk to him alone. I wonder if he is interested in working in our hotel." Spokesperson.”

Hotel spokesperson?

Mo Bei raised his eyes and heard three clear words again: "Not interested."

"This..." Xin Qian was still thinking of something, but Mo Bei had already closed the door, his profile as clear as ever.

But already knowing a certain Rao Feng Nai, he saw something and raised his eyebrows: "You don't like this Mr. Xin?"