The eSports King’s Crush

Chapter 761: Sweet And Sweet

"Why do you have this illusion." Feng Nai looked up and smiled slowly, it seems that someone really pretends to be a boy for too long, and even thinks from the perspective of the boy.

He can't always say, I like you, are you a boy?

That way people will definitely run.

Not to mention she had planned to leave.

Thinking of this, Feng Nai's appetite was much worse.

Lazily sandwiched dishes.

Mo Bei glanced at him: "It's just fine."

Feng Nai changed the subject casually: "Is celery delicious?"

"It's okay." Mo Bei's voice was still soft, and he was still holding the bamboo chopsticks.

The next second, she paused.

Because Zhang Jun's face leaned over suddenly, with a hint of mint, she bit her dish on her bamboo chopsticks.

The two were close enough to make Mo Bei's head touch him.

Some affected thorax agitation since before, now it feels clearer.

Mo Bei raised his eyes slightly, his eyebrows only slightly twisted.

The sound of gassing from the surrounding air had masked her feelings.

The second middle school students who saw this scene all covered their lips.

The only regret is that there is no time for them to appreciate it.

Feng Shao has returned to the previous distance.

Mo Bei looked at the man.

Feng Nai frowned naturally: "How?"

"Nothing." Mo Bei glanced at her bamboo chopsticks again, before she could think more.

Feng Nai opened his mouth again: "Help me get something in a while, in order to send you a message, provoked."

Mo Bei: ...

After eating.

Mo Bei only knew what was in the mouth of a great god.

Review book.

Feng Nai supported his side with one hand: "I never wrote this thing."

"Don't you fight before?" Mo Bei looked away, and they should be treated the same.

Feng Nai looked at her with an uneven voice: "I haven't been caught, this time because of distraction."

What can Mo Bei say: "Go to the library." I can't write a review here.

So, even during the lunch break, the two people spent together.

A review does not take long to write.

At the beginning, it was written by Mo Bei, and Feng Nai was watching there.

It's still cloudy outside.

But the clouds have begun to dissipate.

Wait until you have the temperature.

The sun poured in through the window.

With the breath after the rain.

When Mo Bei wrote at the end, he just felt a sink on his shoulders and looked away.

The man is already asleep.

The eyelashes are very long and black, and they will always look very clear when they hit that handsome white porcelain face.

The bridge of his nose is straight and his thin lips are very pale, with a youthful feeling unique to his age.

Mo Bei's movement stopped.

In order not to wake him up, he changed his hand.

The library was quiet, with a touch of scrolls.

Students in the second middle school usually don't come to such places at all.

Today came with two school drafts.

There would have been some noise.

But after their little brother on the iceberg realized Feng Shao was asleep, he raised his finger and made a hissing motion towards them.

They all started holding their faces and began to appreciate the picturesque scene.

Everyone knows that Nange is the most handsome when writing.

Like an old man, cold and abstinent.

There is still a seal on his shoulder.

It's really seductive.

The most important thing is that the little brother of today's iceberg has soft lips when he lifts his eyes.

From time to time, he turned his eyes and looked at Feng Shao.

It was like Su's heart burst.

Someone secretly took a picture and posted it to the school forum.

"What do I say, my South brother is the most attacking!"

"Both are attacking."

"Feng Shao's aura is too strong. Even if he relies on Nan brother, he feels that he is proclaiming his sovereignty. This is my little brother. Do n’t let anyone live."

"Remember the two of them who fought in the backyard before?"

"I, I, I! I've seen them, they are all so handsome, they don't know how to compete, and now they are friends. They are so good. I have never thought of them."

"Hahaha, the boys in our class have already begun to eat at the boys in about one middle school, and said that they will not make an appointment in the future, they want to join the alliance!"

To say this day is really a historic day in the First and Second Middle Schools.

However, the teachers are still engaged in private battles for who can take the first test this year.

Who made today's second middle school a school domineering.

Compared to the opposite school grass.

This one is really not a good student.

After seeing this photo, the teachers in No.1 Middle School even felt that if the other person said a word.

The first of their family is expected to give up directly.

As it turns out, Feng Nai is really not very interested in learning.

He finished his high school course long ago.

Classes come on time, just to be eligible to play.

Feng Nai was very sleepy.

Mo Bei has been sitting beside him, looking up at the library clock.

The number of students around has begun to decrease.

She looked at the time and looked at Feng Nai.

At last, I lowered my eyes and sent a message to Zhao Jianjian: "Help me get sick."

"Sick leave? What's wrong with Nan brother, isn't your body uncomfortable?" Zhao Jianjian's nervousness became clear.

Mo Bei only returned a faint "um" word.

In fact, it was because he would wake up as soon as she stood up.

It's the same everywhere, anyway.

Even if no books were brought out.

Mo Bei can also brush up on last year's big questions.

Qing Yan's side face, under the light, clean and even the small fluff can be clearly seen, like a layer of light mansions.

Feng Na opened his eyes to see this scene, knowing that the other party didn't realize that he was awake, and simply continued to maintain that posture.

After completing the second set of multiple-choice questions, Mo Bei met his gaze, then pressed his mobile phone, and his slender figure also stood up.

Just wanted to shake his right arm.

The wrist was caught by that man.

"Is it too long and my arm is numb?" Feng Nai said as she pressed her elbow, her kneading force was moderate. ,

Mo Bei was in shape.

Can't push people away.

After all, this is a regular interaction between boys.

And he was just helping her with blood circulation.

Even when he was near, even breathing could hit her face.

Mo Bei felt that she had overestimated herself somewhat.

Ever knew he was lazy.

Feelings are changing.

The current mode of getting along was not within her expectations.

Fortunately, the phone came with information.

This allowed Mo Bei to finally pull out and calm his mind.

Sure enough, after she saw the information, her eyes were much clearer.

There was only one sentence on it: "North, don't forget the dinner with Mrs. Feng tonight."

(End of this chapter)