Chapter 1394
The eSports King's Crush
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Chapter 1394: Sweet, if ...
Translator: 549690339
The male fan had always been a man of his word. He even turned on the mic and said in a shy voice,ââGod bey, I joined the game after watching your videos. Iâve liked you for three years. I went to your competition and even held up a sign. Yes ... God bey, I love you!â
The last few words were said very quickly.
But this didnât stop Feng nai from slowly turning on the microphone, then snorted coldly.ââIs that so?â
Instantly.
The game room fell into silence.
The male fan seemed to take a deep breath.âYou, you, you ...â
âItâs me. â Feng nai slowly fiddled with his earphones.ââRaise a sign? Ah, itâs you again, brother. â
Who, who is your brother! The male fans really wanted to growl.
Why couldnât he even confess in the game?
????bey???,?????????!
Feng nai knew that the other party had already exploded, so he chuckled lazily.ââAre you still going to confess? Eh? You can continue. â
Iâll continue, your sister!
âWhereâs my God, bey!â The male fans were not to be trifled with. There were many Kâs fans at the competition venue and he didnât dare to do anything. In the game, he wasnât afraid of King! Anyway, they were teammates. No matter how shameless the other party was, he couldnât kill him!
Feng nai hummed in agreement, as if he was thinking.ââYouâre a god? Sheâs helping me make milk tea and egg tarts. Oh right, Iâm sure Iâve never eaten anything with a thin edge like you guys. â
The male fans thought, why did he ask?
âItâs opened. â
Feng NAIâs sudden conclusion.
The male fan was still confused.
Feng nai was definitely playing in the jungle.
âIs it really God bey?â a passerby asked.
His teammates on this side received countless attention.
âItâs not God bey. The mic was switched on just now. I think itâs God K.â
âWhat the f * ck?!â
âI also want to find a girlfriend. Let her give me her account! What the hell is this world!â
âCan your girlfriend get to the top of the leaderboard by herself? Wake up. â
Feng nai had undoubtedly done it on purpose.
When he was playing games, how could he turn on his mic and wander around like an orphan?
She was as warm as a human today.
âDo you want blue?â
âHmmmm?â
âHere you go,â
The people watching the battle were dumbfounded.
Was this still the Almighty k who dominated all the resources in the jungle?
âYou like bey? You must always like her. â âDonât be half-hearted,âFeng nai said as he fought.
The male fans were all shocked. He, he was actually ... Inexplicably touched!
âHer fans can all come in and help you guys score higher.â
It was when he really liked someone.
What did it look like?
It was probably the last thing she wanted to do in the past. In order to make that person more liked, she tried to do it.
From Feng NAIâs heart, he couldnât wait to lock a certain someone up so that no one would see her.
However, if there was one more person who liked you, would you not be so sad?
Feng nai had thought of many possibilities, including what would happen in the future. Compared to his desire to monopolize her, when the time came, he didnât want to see her all alone again.
The male fans didnât believe it at first. After all, kâs tricks were too dirty. For example, he had snatched his support card during the game.
He did not expect that he would really give up his resources.
Furthermore, it was a 1v3, allowing them to lie down comfortably beside the crystal.
The other side was on the verge of collapse and casually pressed the surrender button.
k fans were also watching the battle.
âIs this still the old k we know?â
âThereâs actually a day when he can become a warm man who gets buffs?â
âI feel like ... Hmm, those two are becoming more and more alike.â
âWhat do you mean?â
âPreviously, when God bey used mo bei and xiangnan as junglers, he often used the resources in the jungle. Now that you think about it, itâs not that unbelievable. After all, God beyâs gentleness is engraved in his bones. Old K can learn a thing or two from him.â
âProbably not to learn, but to be gentle to others for her.â
âWuwuwu, Iâm so touched!â
âYouâre envious of this kind of love, right?â
âNo, Iâm just touched that my old k is finally a human. Otherwise, itâll be too hard on God bey. Sob, sob, sob.â
Passers-by thought,âare the fans poisonous?â
Mo bei came out with the milk tea and sat beside him. She turned her head and saw that Feng nai was giving up the resources. She raised her eyebrows and smiled, then handed the milk tea over.
âVery well-behaved.â
That voice rang clearly and coldly in Feng NAIâs ears.
It successfully drove away the black mist.
If a psychiatrist saw this scene, he would definitely find it unbelievable.
However, he had also met mo bei.
Of course, he didnât take the initiative to see her. After all, boss Feng didnât want to.
What the psychiatrist didnât expect was that she would come to him and the first thing she said was,ââHowâs his current condition?â
The psychiatrist was stunned for a moment before saying,ââItâs getting more and more unstable. But Iâm very curious, how did miss mo see through my identity?â
âIs it very difficult?â Mo bei strolled closer, her words concise.ââI want to see his medical records.â
The psychologist looked into her eyes and opened his briefcase.ââMiss mo, did you not sleep well last night?â
Mo bei would not hide anything from the doctor. After all, there was no need to.ââYes.â
âThatâs terrible. â The psychiatrist didnât beat around the bush.âYour emotions might affect Mr. Feng. How much do you know about Mr. Fengâs mental state, and how much more do you know about yourself?â
Mo bei looked at him with an indifferent expression.
âThereâs no hope in your eyes,â the psychiatrist said as he pushed his glasses.âThatâs not right.â
Mo bei flipped open the folder, her voice flat.ââI wonât affect him.â
âMiss mo, you might not understand, but President Feng ...â
Before the doctor could finish, mo bei interrupted him.ââIf Iâm stubborn about what I want, the higher my position is, the more theyâll take me seriously. The more I face what I want, the more Iâll pretend. If Iâm the person he thinks I am, heâll kill me with his own hands. He might even hate me.â
The psychiatristâs eyes were shaking. It was obvious that he did not expect this girl to actually ...
âDoctor,â Mo bei closed the folder.âI know him better than anyone else. When I first came back, everyone treated me like mud. They were afraid of being tainted by bad luck, so no one stood on my side except him.â
The psychiatrist opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, he sighed.
Mo bei looked at him.âEven when I was in hell, he jumped down to accompany me. Even if he really does appear and Iâm no longer the person he imagined me to be, itâs fine. Doctor, please donât determine his nature based on only pathology.â
The psychiatrist couldnât describe what she felt when she heard these words.
Heâd heard old master Feng say before that he shouldnât look at that child like he was an ordinary girl.
He had thought that this girl was pure and kind, which was why Boss Feng was like this.
Now, he finally understood where he had gone wrong.
This personâs heart was black, white, and gray.
He had even hidden many things, and even his scars had not healed.
There was a saying that seemed to be right. A person who could engrave gentleness into her bones was not someone who was unknown to the world or peopleâs hearts. It was just that she was too self-supporting.
It was no wonder that he would call such a person a God ...
In the Feng family, the two of them sat side by side.
Feng nai was tired. He pressed down on his neck and tilted his eyes to the side, taking a sip of the milk tea in her hands.
Mo bei brushed his hair aside to avoid blocking her eyes.
Zone A was destined to be blown up on this day.
However, many people had overlooked one thing. Why didnât bey play by herself? instead, she had left it to Feng nai.
That was because mo beiâs hand could no longer accurately replay the first round.
The next afternoon would be mo beiâs first match after her return to Black Flame.
She was very clear about her current state.
At the same time, mo bei was even more aware of the condition of her hand. He knew it better than anyone else.
He was black Flameâs team leader. No matter what decision he made tomorrow, she would respect him.
At the same time.
Little demon Bo brought little Lin to the airport.
As little Lin walked, he asked,ââAnan, why did we come to the airport? Didnât you say that youâre going to help me deal with my father? could it be that my brother has colluded with your family again, and you need to run to a further place?â
It had to be said that the little demon Bo in little Linâs mind was very pitiful.
The Qin family only wanted to look up at the ceiling.
âIâm here to pick someone up. â Little demon Bo was steadier than other children when she walked. When she saw that the little one was struggling, she turned to look at the bodyguard in black.
There were many people at the airport, especially for international flights.
When the little demon Bo received the email, she knew that her father, who lived off a woman, must have pestered her mother again.
But it didnât matter, as long as he was here to take over Grandpa.
The people at the airport did not expect to see such a scene.
When they got off the plane, they were surprised to see the old man in a tuxedo and a gentlemanly outfit.
When they saw a little boy standing there like a Prince from the 19th century, they couldnât help but turn back to look at him.
Especially the old man who walked over. His hair was white, and his green eyes were filled with respect.âYoung master.â
It was a bow that only appeared in movies.
The little demon Bo knew that her grandfather Butler couldnât change this. She looked up at the person.âThe journey must have been tough.â
Was this something a child should say?
The passerby was really surprised.
Grandfather Butler chuckled.âYoung master came here to wait for me. It seems like beyâs hand has gotten worse.â
Big sister beiâs hand? Worsen? What was the meaning of this?
Little Linâs smiling cat face immediately froze. His large eyes were filled with anxiety.âAnan, what does Grandpa Butler mean? What happened to sister beiâs hand? Didnât she just finish the competition? And she even took on five of them at once, killing four of them in one go. â
The little demon Bo glanced sideways. She knew that she couldnât hide it anymore.âBig sister beiâs hand canât hit an assassin anymore ...â
What?
Little Lin was dumbfounded. His fair and tender little face was so pale that there was not a trace of blood ...