The eSports King’s Crush

Mo Bei was never good at expressing herself.

However, through the accumulation of experience from the previous few times, she more or less knew what feeding would do to that person.

Hence, before leaving, she took a few bags of hot strips and dropped them into her trolley.

After checking out, she pulled out one of the bags and handed it to the person wearing a black mask, who was standing aside. His eyes were lowered as he tapped on his phone.

Feng Nai's almond eyes showed his boredom.

When he saw that bag of hot strips, he cocked his brow for a moment, his tone slightly mocking. "You bought those for me?"

Mo Bei responded quietly with an "mm" sound.

Feng Nai took it and glanced at the packaging. "This brand is no good. Get the other brand next time."

This was considered gained knowledge for Mo Bei, who didn't eat hot strips. It turned out that there was a distinction between which brand was more delicious when it came to hot strips.

However, Feng Nai had always been picky with food. When he started eating, he would be aimlessly faster than anyone else.

"There's hot strips." After walking out of the supermarket, Panda subconsciously started to reach out.

A clap was heard.

Feng Nai blocked his wrist as he said slowly, "This is mine. Go eat your fruit."

"Isn't that fruit for my brother? I'd better eat the hot strips…" He just wanted to have a pack of hot strips. Was it that hard?

Feng Nai sneered and pulled off his mask. "Sure, you can eat them. Do you want to undertake the cleaning of the whole bathroom?"

"I suddenly dislike hot strips and all that stuff. Really, I don't quite like them!" Panda also found it odd. Why had Chief become more protective of his food lately?

When there were lots of people in a place, that place would seem very lively.

In Mo Bei's apartment, when so many people came in at once, the apartment indeed felt very small.

However, Panda was really curious. "Why is this bathroom so small, brother? Don't you get pee outside when you're peeing? And this dressing mirror… I can only see the upper half of my body. This electronic rice cooker is so pocket-sized. Is it meant to be a decoration?"

Fortunately, Mo Bei had learned her lesson from the previous time and had tidied up the trash in the bathroom before she'd headed out.

Otherwise, given Panda's curious and exploring nature, he might have just figured out something.

Between boys, there was essentially no need for much consideration.

Only he and Granny Gray were so enthusiastic about a studio apartment.

It seemed like it was really because their families were too affluent. That was why everything seemed so rare to them.

Mo Bei did not stop him. Her lower abdomen was still throbbing slightly. After entering, she washed the red dates and wolfberries that she'd bought and boiled them with rock sugar. Then, she poured the mixture into a transparent glass jug before scooping out some ice from the refrigerator.

The others drank it with ice, while she had it hot.

Panda sighed as he sipped his drink. "Brother, your skills live up to your reputation! I saw that you also have soybean cubes in your kitchen. It looks like you really like making sweet stuff!"

To keep them from associating this with anything, Mo Bei took a sip. Feeling warmth in her belly, she then said neutrally, "The soybean cubes are for Yun Shen's breakfast. She can also have them when she's on set."

Panda faltered before saying very dramatically, "With you taking care of my goddess, I feel at ease."

Mo Bei did not say anything else. People who worshipped a star were probably all like this, right?

Feng Nai stood by the window emotionlessly as he spun the cup in his hand. Then, he saw his cell phone screen light up. "I can let Mo Nan compete, but your live-stream duration this week will be doubled. Also, you must show your face. Stop showing only a mineral water bottle!"