Chapter 158 - Settling Old Scores
The eSports King's Crush
He was too close.
So close that Mo Bei had absolutely no way of resisting.
Even her breath was filled with his scent.
It was a scent of tobacco coupled with the chilling smell of peppermint leaves that fell on every inch of her face.
Mo Bei swiftly pressed down on his wrist, her face looking rather blank as she said, âCaptain, oneâs cell phone is considered a personal belonging.â
âSince the very first day you joined the battle team, I think I told you what the rules here are.â Feng Nai turned his body, holding the phone while he retracted his left hand from Mo Beiâs pocket.
Mo Beiâs eyes shifted as her left hand moved slightly, wanting to raise his hand.
Even if it meant destroying the phone, she could not let him look at the screen.
However, he was a step faster. He raised his right hand higher, all the way above his head. His voice was still nonchalant as he said, âIâm merely using your cell phone to make a call. What? Are there any sick photos on your cell phone?â
His tone was taunting as he asked the last question.
When Mo Bei heard the words âsick photosâ, she faltered and then said expressionlessly, âMm⦠There are.â
She thought that if she answered this way, Almighty K would give up on looking at her cell phone.
âIs that so?â Feng Naiâs voice was languid. âSupport Little Brother, you really have a wide range of interests. Donât you worry, Iâm not interested in those sick photos of yours. I wonât touch your photo album.â
Heâd totally defined her as a sleazy male who liked to watch p*rn.
Mo Bei inhaled deeply. She did not continue to waste her words. Instead, she struck out directly.
Feng Naiâs eyes narrowed. He had absolutely no intention of fighting with the other party.
Thus, he stretched a hand out and pushed the other person down on the chair.
Then, he lifted his right hand and looked at the cell phone screen.
As if he had confirmed something, wave-like dark fog surged in his eyes before he shifted his gaze over and placed it on the other personâs face.
Mo Bei could strongly sense the hostility bursting out of him.
She recalled the comments that the online media had made about him previously.
Dark Flaresâ Captain, King, has a cryptic playing style. His icy nature scorches like fire.
Heâs good-looking and he appears to be nonchalant, but he is actually cold and tough. Once he counterattacks, heâs so swift, ruthless and precise that people get caught off guard.
âSupport Little Brother, shouldnât you explain this to me?â Feng Nai lowered his voice and deliberately asked, âWhy is SweetDiscipleâs account on your cell phone?â
Mo Bei knew that he wasnât easy to fool so she casually straightened up. âIf I said I was playing on behalf of someone else or that this was someone elseâs account, you probably wouldnât believe me, Captain.â
âOf course not.â Feng Nai threw the cell phone into the arms of the person before him. His voice was filled with indifference. âI wouldnât believe you.â
Mo Bei put the cell phone in her pocket. She knew that she most likely wouldnât get out of this tough spot. Instead of being on guard every day, it would be better to admit everything forthrightly. âI am SweetDisciple.â
âHow unexpected.â Feng Nai pressed forward again. His wet black hair left some watermarks on his shoulder, and his slightly revealed collarbone made him look wickedly sexy. âWhat a big surprise.â
Surprise?
Mo Bei had just lifted a brow when Feng Nai added casually, âLately, thanks to Panda, youâve understood how badly Iâve been trying to find you and crush you. The person Iâve been searching for so long was right here at the base. Wouldnât you say this is a surprise?â
Mo Bei was indeed feeling slightly guilty as her black pupils lifted. âI didnât want to cheat you into marriage back then.â