The eSports King’s Crush

"Mm…"

She had to admit that this teammate of hers had quite a fertile imagination.

In her opinion, this imagination could be considered an excuse in certain aspects.

Hence, Mo Bei did not deny it. Instead, she responded casually.

However, this "mm" didn't sound the same in Feng Nai's ears.

Meanwhile, the business van from the base had driven over.

The assistant, who was sitting in the passenger seat, clicked on the automatic door so they could board.

Mo Bei was behind Panda. Just as she lifted up a leg, the end of her team uniform top was grabbed from behind and pulled forcefully backward.

Mo Bei looked back with a cold, handsome face. Her eyes met the pair of eyes revealed by the black mask, which were dark and bottomless.

Feng Nai stood there, looking slightly languid. "You guys head back first. I have something to say to him."

Once Panda saw this, he realized that their Chief was planning to get revenge for the SweetDisciple incident.

He'd promised his goddess that he would intercept slightly for his brother. Just as he was itching to speak up, he heard their Chief's voice again. "You don't have to spend so much time cleaning the bathroom. We still have to compete tomorrow. Train first when you get back."

Panda changed his mind instantly. "Chief, you're really cool!"

"No need to be so pretentious." Making use of the moment as the vehicle was driving away, Feng Nai leisurely told him, "After the competition, cleaning the bathrooms for the entire year will be your responsibility."

Panda was speechless. Hold on! What had he just heard? What the f*ck? Quickly, stop the van! He'd already stop gossiping, so he wanted to ask why he was still stuck cleaning bathrooms.

Unfortunately, it was impossible for the van to stop again.

Only Mo Bei and Feng Nai were left by the roadside.

One of Feng Nai's hands was still holding on to the ends of Mo Bei's shirt. His figure was big and tall, and his back was firm and strong.

Passersby around them were turning back and staring.

Mo Bei dropped her eyes and glanced at the porcelain-white hand. She wanted to ask Almighty K how much longer he was going to hold the corner of her shirt.

He was just like Little Lin…

Feng Nai also realized that he had been holding on for very long. However, this was nothing. No one was with them anyway.

Trouble Lin's Little Brother even knew that he liked hot strips, so there was no need to care about other things. He nonchalantly teased him. "Did you have fun displaying your affection today?"

Mo Bei knew that he didn't want anyone affecting the competition. "Yun Shen and I hadn't met in a long time. She just wanted to help me fit into Dark Flares faster…"

"I'm not interested in your relationship." Feng Nai bent slightly and, in a lower voice, asked the question that he had wanted to all this time. "Since you already have a girlfriend, why did you still play with a female account and get married in the game? Is casual gaming like this?"

Mo Bei did not explain the last part. She only said calmly, "I didn't have a girlfriend then."

Feng Nai faltered.

Mo Bei looked at his hand again.

Feng Nai noticed her gaze and smiled again lazily, his sarcasm unchanging. "What, can't you pull on your shirt?"

"Why did you keep me behind, Captain?" Mo Bei asked instead of answering.

Feng Nai's eyes were cold. "I asked other people what I should do if someone played with my feelings in a game."

"Played with your feelings?" Mo Bei's brow furrowed. It seemed like his resentment wouldn't lessen. It would instead deepen with the passing of time. Even terms like 'playing with feelings' were out.

Feng Nai took out his phone and tossed it to Mo Bei. "People gave lots of answers. You can take a look and pick one."