The eSports King’s Crush

After shifting his eyes away, even before 30 seconds passed, Feng Nai casually swept another sideways glance over and strolled over with gradually darkening eyes.

Then, a hand was propped by the bedside and he seemed to stare at the person on the bed for three seconds.

After turning his face for a moment, he pressed low. His other hand was just about to reach out.

Ding-Dong! The doorbell rang.

It was the assistant who had come up with the breakfast.

Mo Bei opened her eyes almost at the same moment that the noise was heard.

Feng Nai was not expecting that a handsome, wicked face would come into view, so his hand was still by her left side.

Very close.

So close that Mo Bei's eyes moved slowly and landed on his other hand.

Feng Nai straightened up and his lips curled into a smile. He sounded slightly sarcastic as he said, "Little Brother, don't misunderstand. I was merely helping you pull the blanket up."

Mo Bei's countenance remained unchanged. After lifting the blanket, she stood up, her dark eyes calm. "There's no misunderstanding."

However, she should have been more careful.

She shouldn't have slept so soundly, but her legs kept feeling especially heavy.

She'd been feeling that way since yesterday, and her lower abdomen was also slightly bloated…

At this thought, Mo Bei's hand, which had been fixing her sleeve, froze.

Lower abdomen.

Instinctively, she lifted her eyes and looked at the calendar hanging in the room.

From Jiang City to the City of Spring.

Had she been here for so long already?

In that case…

After calculating the time, she realized her period… would be due one of those days.

Mo Bei's gaze changed. Her black hair fell and covered her facial expression. "Captain, after the competition today, I would like to apply for two days' leave."

Feng Nai looked over, following Mo Bei's line of vision. "You have something to do?"

Mo Bei mumbled. Upon remembering her brother's words, she found an excuse. Her voice was cool as she said, "It's my one-month anniversary with Yun Shen."

Upon hearing that, Feng Nai indifferently fiddled with the cell phone in his hands, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

Ding-Dong…

The doorbell rang again.

When Feng Nai walked brusquely out of the bedroom and opened the door, his eyes were still so cold that they made a shiver go through the assistant's heart.

What was going on?

Had someone pissed Young Master off?

Or was this because of his earlier call?

Why did it feel like Young Master didn't seem to be in too good of a mood?

"Come in."

After saying those words, Feng Nai walked back to the dining table.

The assistant somehow had the delusion that the owner of this apartment was actually his young master.

At this point, Mo Bei also walked out with a ruffled head of short black hair, her profile still as handsome and aloof as ever.

The assistant had not forgotten Mo Nan's share this time. Upon placing the things down on the dining table, he said, "Mo Nan, the information on the opposing battle team this time has been sent to your inbox. Can you take a look after you eat? Storm's style is different from Ya Si's style. They focus mainly on the early game, but there are some aspects that you need to take note of."

"Okay." Mo Bei had always been short-spoken. With an aloof expression, she strolled into the bathroom.

The water supply was back. After brushing her teeth and washing her face, she then walked out, holding a spare toothbrush in her hand.

Feng Nai very naturally took the spare toothbrush from Mo Bei's hand.

The assistant watched in slight disbelief from the side.

After all, he knew very well why the young master would pay special attention to Mo Nan.

It was because Mo Nan was the Little Brother that Young Master Lin had mentioned.

Based on the extent of the young master's bro-con, he wouldn't put anyone who'd interacted with Young Master Lin in a tough spot.

However, it was only limited to that…