The eSports King’s Crush

When the warm breath hit the back of her ear, Mo Bei's eyes moved slightly.

Then, she heard the other person laugh again. "We still have a competition at 5 PM tomorrow, so let's forget about too intense things."

Mo Bei's eyes landed there once again.

Feng Nai's slender fingers were placed on her left ear.

Mo Bei instinctively turned her face and avoided this extremely ambiguous action.

There was contemplation in Feng Nai's eyes. "Get changed first, or I really cannot start."

Mo Bei's hand, which was locked, somewhat showed a sign of tightening.

Feng Nai's voice was still languid. "This Little Brother appears to be very indignant."

"Captain, if you really want to resolve the matter of those old days, release me and let's fight." Mo Bei's black eyes met the flawlessly-handsome face before her.

Feng Nai watched her, his eyes darkening slightly. "We're both professional players. How can we fight?"

Mo Bei was speechless. Did we not fight the previous time at the back field?

Feng Nai stood up, his right hand propped on the surface of the table. Just like that, with the table between them, he leaned forward and his minty, light breath was combined with Mo Bei's breath.

It was a very small gap.

Feng Nai's other hand lifted and his finger was directly placed on the zip of Mo Bei's team uniform.

Mo Bei instinctively blocked him, coldness surfacing in her eyes.

Feng Nai's voice was very apathetic. "You think a hand can stop me?"

Mo Bei's eyes had really become slightly shaky.

She knew this person wouldn't do such things, as you could tell a person's character based on their usual behavior.

Besides, his eyes were really clear. There was no trace of impurity in them.

He mostly wanted to see her show emotions.

This stuff had probably been brought here to just give her a scare.

However, if they really went on like this, the fact that she was a girl… would most likely… be discovered.

Mo Bei secretly used the strength in her hand.

Even her eyes became slightly dark.

Feng Nai watched the person with the falling black locks before his eyes, who was doing his best to tolerate something. His expression was aloof yet it contained a trace of panic.

Suddenly, his eyes darkened. After turning his head, he rested it on Mo Bei's shoulder. His laughter was still just as loud as he spoke with his unique sarcasm. "Support little brother, did you really think I would do anything to you?"

Mo Bei's back was still slightly strained.

They had gotten even closer this way.

However, Feng Nai didn't seem to agree. He slowly shifted his hand away while resting on Mo Bei's shoulder and moving his eyes to look at her. His voice was really quiet as he said, "I was never interested in boys, yet I was serious about you being behind the female account. No matter what I've made you do, the emotions on your face have never changed. Instead, you only wear an expression when your girlfriend appears. This makes it seem unfair even if I'm getting revenge. However, in the game, it's still false after all."

As he spoke, he unlocked Mo Bei's handcuffs, his body also straightening up. He stood just like that, with a hand in his pocket. "From this day onwards, the score between you and me, as well as everything regarding SweetDisciple, has been settled."

Mo Bei looked up and paused for a moment before making an "mm" sound.

This wasn't about how important it was that SweetDisciple's problem had been resolved. However, if he had gone on earlier, her secret would most likely have been exposed…

Mo Bei looked different in Feng Nai's eyes.

He felt that he had finally broken away, which made him feel complete relief.

He indeed didn't care about their past issues at all.

Did Trouble Lin's Little Brother find him that bothersome?