The eSports King’s Crush

  Chapter 1665 They seem to be shining.

  Feng Nai looked at her, his fingertips stagnated, and his eyes closed.

  He rarely sees any waves in this person’s eyes.

  Any girl like her, with a clear face, her hands hurt, and her eyebrows won’t blink.

  But at this time, she is different.

  The difference is that Feng Nai can only avoid his gaze and put his attention elsewhere: "Whatever you want."

  He stood there, the pure black hair fell, and the shadows cast were very beautiful.

   Mo Bei no longer had any scruples. He raised his head and looked at Han Junxi: "Mr. Han, do you mind playing here?"

   "Don't mind, don't mind!" Han Junxi seemed to be finally relieved, and wanted to stand up.

  Why did Zhao Sanpang do what he wanted, and he slapped people down again: "Let them hit, old Han, look at you, it’s easy to get excited, drink something first."

  The kid Qin Wei'an, who pushed the dining car, made a gesture of invitation at the right time, with an elegant and gentleman action.

  Han Junxi looked at the little man in front of him, who was still wearing a chef hat, and was very puzzled. When he looked at the drink he brought up, his expression was a little hard to say: "This is?"

   "Tea tea." Zhao Sanpang sent him a gift: "You are right, pure natural handcrafted, good for human thieves, old Han, you have to drink it all, we develop this thing, it is expensive."

  Han Junxi: …you are the one who comes to play the game, why do you research and drink! And, are you trying to poison me to death!

  I have to say that Han Junxi’s facial expression is worthy of praise.

   Mao Maoxiong sighed beside him: "This manager is not easy, he can still laugh like this, admire and admire him."

   "Indeed." Teng Hui came over and studied it: "The concentration is twice what we usually do, right?"

  Qin Wei'an wiped his hand, slowly: "5 times."

  All players present:...

  Mao Mao Xiong: "It's terrible."

  Tenghui: "Stop talking, I know how bitter it is by imagination."

   Hanxi: "Fat Master's hospitality."

  Adolf joined the group chat: "What are you talking about??

  Three people point one finger.

  Adolf looked over and saw Han Junxi holding up the water glass in front of Zhao Sanpang’s overly warm hospitality.

   "Ah this..."

   hasn't waited for Adolf to speak.

  Han Junxi’s face began to change, what the **** is this!

   "Old Han, it's delicious." Zhao Sanpang pushed the person's water glass forward: "Don't be so delicate, it's dry in one breath."

  Han Junxi's face is greener!

  It’s not green, bitter gourd and lemon, Qin also thoughtfully added mint to it.

  When Ye Bing and the others arrived, their coach was sitting on the sofa, losing the stability of the past, looking painful... drinking water wildly?

   "Captain, what's the situation?" Some team members asked.

   Ye Bing shook his head and motioned for him to be quiet.

  H country players do not wear uniforms, but it is hard not to be noticed when they fight abroad all the year round.

  Mao Mao Xiong was the first to look toward the door, and then he frowned: "How can the boss agree to this game?"

  Tenghui did not speak. He was watching one of the players in Country H, the top laner that was hailed as unsurpassed by anyone.

  Playing on the side, it can be said that no one comes from watching ZAI brother's video.

  That is the God who lives on the road!

   noticed the line of sight here, ZAI, who was scratching his head, stopped moving, then looked over and smiled embarrassedly.

  Five consecutive championships, absolute top laner.

  These people who walked in, they seem to be born to shine...

  (End of this chapter)