The eSports King’s Crush

Chapter 28 Feng Nai's reply, okay, little brother

After Mo Bei heard his voice, he took off his gloves, vacated his hands, and returned with the word "at".

Feng Nai was sitting next to his brother, and he could see the news with a quick glance.

Xiaomi Lin was unprepared and still happily said, "Brother, I'm in the restaurant, waiting to be served, what are you doing?"

Mo Bei took a picture first, followed by three words: "Make a cake."

"Wow!" Xiaomi's eyes looked bright, she couldn't help but straighten her small body: "Cake? Is it for me?"

Mo Bei said aloud.

Xiaomi Lin couldn't sit still, pulled his brother to show off: "Look at my little brother, he's making a cake for me."

Feng Nai set his eyes on that photo. I do n’t know if it was because of a black oven next to it. The hand holding the milk looked very white, and even his wrists were a little thin.

It can be seen that the other person wears an apron, which is still the type that must be used at home.

This little brother in Linkengkeng really does not meet the temperament of a secondary school student.

Thinking of this, Feng Nai's mind suddenly burst into a slender figure standing on the wall.

It should be said that it does not meet the temperament of secondary school students.

The one named Mo Nan seems to be the same recently.

However, the latter was really not flattering. Feng Nai tilted her head and touched the reddish palm of her fingertips, and her deep eyes became cold again. Why? Is it ugly? "

"My little brother is not ugly! He is very handsome. If he also broadcasts live, nothing will happen to you." Xiaomi Lin snorted: "Brother, you are jealous of my little brother's versatility, and you are a bit Different."

Feng Nai smiled, still casually: "You're right, my little brother and I are not the same. After all, your brother doesn't need to be versatile, he can eat by his value."

Little Tits Pro: ...

He no longer wanted to talk about his brother's shamelessness, and continued to drop his head to send a message to his younger brother.

Feng Nai was thinking about who was handsome in the second middle school.

No matter how you get the clue.

Feng Nai has never associated this "little brother" who can make cakes with Mo Nan.

Not to mention Mo Bei.

After all, Xiao Ni Lin is too cute.

According to general speculation, no one would put such a child on the same screen as the famous high-cooled gaming elf.

In addition, Mo Bei and Feng Nai are different, she never goes through other people's circle of friends.

"Hey." Feng Na glanced at the younger brother who was obsessed with text messaging and drew his cell phone. "Dine."

Xiaomi Lin raised her face: "Say okay, let me play with my phone today."

"It's up to my mood to say such things, don't you know?" Feng Nai put his hand on his side and put the shrimp dumplings on his brother's plate.

The little milk ate indignantly, took a bite, and bite again, and forgot his brother's shameless things.

Feng Nai noticed that the mobile phone was shaking, her eyes were slightly deflected, and only one message was displayed on it: "See you on Saturday."

on Saturday?

He should be fine.

A few days off from the club.

Saturday is still on holiday.

Don't need to set a message.

Take a look directly.

Feng Nai turned his fingers to the side, professional e-sports players, the speed of the hand is naturally fast, a sentence: "Oh, little brother", three or two times in the past.

Xiao Ni Lin, who is still struggling with food, did not notice his brother's action ...

(End of this chapter)