The eSports King’s Crush

Chapter 32

Feng Nai heard the last bite of mints and paused: "Written by Mo Nan?"

"Not at all." The assistant lifted the tablet up. "It was posted on Weibo. It was intentional at first glance."

Feng Nai was playing with her mobile phone, her index finger was slender and transparent, her eyes were deep and light, and her tone was a bit careless: "Not him."

"Huh?" Why didn't the assistant think that his great **** would justify the crooked man who talked about him? The development of this plot is not quite right!

Even under such eyes, Feng Nai still just supported her jaw and pulled the zipper.

The assistant couldn't help but asked, "It's not him, who is it?" In fact, he even wanted to ask his great god, how did you know that it wasn't Mo Nan who wrote this Weibo? You weren't like this before, great god.

Feng Nai was too lazy to mention Mo Nan in his impression.

Cold hands.

He still has a place to get back from the opponent.

But this does not mean that he has no discrimination.

Such a cold person, give him an off-site guide, and I guess I can't write such a charming Weibo.

Who is behind is self-evident.

The assistant waited for a long time, but didn't wait for the answer from his great god, so he changed his way and said, "That great god, you and Mo Nan ..."

"Hate." Feng Nai ended all topics with two words.

He knew that the Great God did not like that enthusiasm!

I have to say that the assistant ’s understanding is completely wrong!

The feud in Feng Nai's mouth was a personal grudge related to the injury on his face.

As the current owner of the Weibo account, Mo Bei also saw the attacked Weibo.

Wang Dongdong was very anxious: "Nang, why did you tell me on the front foot that you were going out for a date, and secretly posted a Weibo on your hind foot? You and K are not so familiar, it is impossible that the person you are dating today is k God. "

Mo Bei listened to the voice over there and understood why he reacted. With a finger move, the voice was calm: "It's not me, you can think about it, I will go to Heiyan to report on the weekend. There is no reason to be in this. When posting a Weibo like this, even if I want to build a relationship, why don't I post it after joining the team. "

On hearing that, Wang Dongdong stopped for a moment: "Yeah."

Mo Bei was wearing a light-colored trench coat, holding a mobile phone in one hand, and holding a trousers bag in one hand. His eyebrows remained unchanged, and he was beautiful and noble.

Wang Dongdong was asked again: "This, I ..."

Mo Bei's voice was very light: "You used to look like you were in the past, but Dong Dong, you are my assistant, and how to do some piecemeal things, you have at least a little in mind."

It is quite clear that he is talking to him.

Wang Dongdong knew that this kind of incident would happen entirely because of a mistake in his work.

As an assistant, I must think of the account password in the first place.

The game id belongs to the club.

But they can be taken away on Weibo.

According to the club ’s urine, people have gone, there is no use value at all, it must be suppressed in the dead, no matter what method is used.

Why did he forget such an important thing!

Wang Dongdong scratched his hair and just wanted to apologize.

"I'm wrong too." Mo Bei's voice came over again, and there were still no waves: "Come on, don't worry, probably too long, these people have forgotten what the real e-sports should be Look. "

Real gaming? Wang Dongdong wants to ask, is there any real e-sports now?

Just listening to the teenager there seemed to laugh, and the cold voice came slowly: "Since I forgot, let me tell them again."

(End of this chapter)