The eSports King’s Crush

Upon hearing that, Feng Nai was no longer interested in hearing more.

After all, this reminded him of yesterday, when he had read too much into things.

When Trouble Lin's Little Brother was dating, he really wasn't as aloof as he seemed on the surface.

It didn't count if traces of the other person could be found where he lived.

Now, he'd even come to buy sanitary pads.

Heh.

When he was gaming, one couldn't tell he was like this.

Or was he only a warm person to select people?

Feng Nai retracted his gaze and frowned again.

Forget it, who cared what he was like.

As long as this didn't affect the competition, it was fine.

"Not… Not very convenient for her to stay there?" Panda's flame of gossip showed signs of being ignited. He nudged Mo Bei as if to say, "I'm still young. Don't talk to me about such adult topics."

"You and my goddess have progressed so quickly?"

Mo Bei looked over, indifferent as always. She responded with another question instead of an answer. "Aren't there photos on the internet?"

"Impressive!" Panda reached out and draped his arm over Mo Bei's shoulder. "You are Dark Flares' first non-monk member. You refused to say anything when I asked you which stage you guys were at last time. Tsk tsk! Indeed, the more expressionless the person, the spicier the things he does!"

Feng Nai, who walked in front of them, didn't want to hear this, yet everything went into his ears.

Should he give Trouble Lin's Little Brother a small reminder to take note of the things he ought to in his private life?

He was cohabiting before graduation. Did the school permit that?

Or was No.2 Middle School's culture like this in the first place?

Feng Nai recalled the comments that he'd previously heard about No.2 Middle School. Basically, lots of people were in relationships from a young age. He had not thought much of this in the past.

Thinking back now, No.2 Middle School truly ought to supervise students in some aspects.

Feng Nai's eyes grew increasingly dimmer.

Not that he had any special feelings about this.

He just couldn't forget the name SweetDisciple.

Panda had not noticed his Chief's back view, which had grown cold. Instead, he was still teasing. "Not bad. You are following the example of a male lead in a novel by buying sanitary pads for my goddess. I have no choice but to submit, brother."

Granny Gray and Han Xi, who had walked over, both heard this voice.

The former shook his head. "No wonder I'm still single. It turns out that this is what I'm lacking."

The latter remained silent throughout this.

Meanwhile, Mo Bei shot a brief look at Feng Nai's profile. Upon seeing that he wasn't suspicious, she then directed her gaze back to Panda. "She doesn't remember this when she's filming sometimes."

When she put it this way, it became even more believable.

Panda felt like he had been blinded by a dazzling display of affection.

Mo Bei changed the topic. "How come you guys had the time to come here?"

"You didn't see the text I sent you?" Panda lifted a brow.

Mo Bei mumbled while thinking to herself, "I'd better make a habit of carrying my cell phone with me in the future."

"We were afraid that you would overthink while you were alone at home. You were already not feeling well in the first place." Panda winked by closing his left eye. "Don't worry, Chief has already settled the issue of your participation in the competition. We won't let you get banned just like that. The members of Dark Flares are one."

One?

Mo Bei's fingers faltered. She looked at the tall figure who was walking right in front of them with both hands in his pockets.

This was already the third time this person was helping her.

She was his team member, so he'd been helping her combat some things.

Mo Bei realized that she had been wrong.

In this industry, not everyone was only working to climb up.

There were still some people who were different…