The eSports King’s Crush

Mo Bei looked at the cell phone in her hands. When her eyes dropped for a moment, her thumb moved and pulled up the page.

The title was very prominent: If you got your feelings played with by a transvestite in the game and this person happens to be someone you know in real life, how should you hold the person responsible?

When Mo Bei scrolled to this part, she wanted to sigh.

The main point was below.

"Is it that aloof little brother from last time again? Make the fake play real."

"Exactly, get the little brother to marry you."

"If it really doesn't work out, lie flat and let the little brother sleep you round [1. Efy[a], I'm trying to present a wordplay on 'talk you round'- the author changed the first character for the term that means to convince or talk somebody round to a different one that is read the same way. The character which means 'speak' has been changed to one that means 'sleep'. Do let me know if you have any better suggestions!] That works too."

Mo Bei's fair fingers froze there. Then, she lifted her eyes and looked at Feng Nai, "This one is also within the selection range?"

Feng Nai glanced down casually. However, a second later, his voice deepened. "It isn't." Sleep him round? Heh… Where had this funny suggestion come from? Why was someone asking him to lie flat?

"Marrying you isn't quite possible either." Mo Bei's voice was quiet. "Make the fake play real? Captain, do you like boys?"

Feng Nai suddenly laughed when he heard this question and pressed even lower. "I don't."

"Then none of these suggestions are appropriate." Mo Bei's emotions remained unchanged. "I'm a guy."

The smile on the corners of Feng Nai's lips deepened. "However, you're an exception…"

When Mo Bei saw this smile, she sensed the wickedness and danger in it. There didn't seem to be any feelings in it.

"After all, you're SweetDisciple," Feng Nai said slowly, "I invested so much feeling and time and lost youth and whatnot. I've got to get it all back."

Mo Bei looked at him. "We agreed on one week. Whatever you say, I'll do for a week. After that…"

"That was the original plan." Feng Nai's eyes were really dark. "However, the more I think about it, the more unfair it feels."

Unfair how? Mo Bei was just about to speak when he grabbed her wrist and pulled her over. "Today's resentment level is higher than ever. Do something, support little brother. Who knows, I might still change my mind."

Mo Bei detected the slight taunt in that cold, soft voice. After considering it for a moment, she ultimately didn't shove his shoulder.

They still had a competition tomorrow, so coming to blows wouldn't do.

Although Almighty K also seemed like he wanted to fight with her, she reckoned he was mindful of tomorrow's competition, so he was restraining himself.

Feng Nai was indeed doing so.

If he wasn't, they would really get into a fight.

He oddly had no idea how to handle this person.

Of course, he wouldn't do what they said online.

He had shown the messages to Trouble Lin's Little Brother merely because he wanted to see the fellow change his countenance.

Now, it seemed like Trouble Lin's Little Brother's psychological quality was so strong that it was admirable, albeit unlikable.

Maybe also conflicting?

It was probably slightly conflicting.

However, this was exactly what Feng Nai felt for Mo Bei. He always felt like breaking something.

Mo Bei was led by her wrist the whole way until she got slightly used to it. A hand was in her pocket, and her eyes were indifferent.

After all, when it came to feline animals, the more one resisted, the more they could torment them.

At the public square, people saw a tall boy wearing a black mask tugging another boy with a handsome profile. The two of them radiated an elegant, unapproachable aura.

Some girls were already covering their faces.

"Look quickly! Look quickly!"

"My gosh, what a handsome couple!"

"I feel like bubbles are bursting out of my heart. Handsome little brothers indeed have boyfriends already."

"Although the one in front is bossy, he feels rather like a tsundere. Instead, the cold little brother held by his wrists appears to be full of boyfriend power!"

[a]I can't think of an equivalent saying, so I think we should use a footnote to explain the wordplay.