The eSports King’s Crush

Chapter 650

After turning on the shower.

Feng Nai long ago forgot that he was still having a fever.

Everyone's lips were flipping around in his head, thin like petals, exuding a lemon smell, very light in color, almost white, but only when water vapor was applied.

The scene just now often appears in his dreams.

Feng Na closed her eyes and hid something before leaving the bathroom.

Mo Bei was half asleep and awake, and he could still feel the moisture on that person.

Naturally, she put her hand on his forehead again. After the temperature was not so hot, she retracted her hand.

Feng Nai could smell Mo Bei's body, and he didn't even understand why they also used hotel shampoos.

There is always a good smell on this person.

It's like where he's ever smelled before.

If it is normal, Feng Nai may not be able to remember it.

But today, a small figure appeared in his mind suddenly.

He would notice the little boy who was much shorter than him, because the smell of that man was good.

Carrying a small school bag, his short black hair is a bit broken, and his pointed chin seems to overlap the person in front of him for a moment.

Although it does not seem to be the same.

However, Feng Nai paused for a moment, and his eyes asked slightly: "Did you go to Milan to watch the game during the World Championship?"

"No." The words Mo Bei were lying.

Because the world competition held in Milan was participated by the imperialist.

Feng Nai's voice slowly said, "I haven't said which session, you said no, the reaction is a bit quick."

"I have no money, I have never been to any session." Mo Bei's tone was uneven.

Feng Nai paused for a moment, how did he forget the family conditions of the man and the treatment he had received in the previous team.

Probably like a person like this.

From the words of the other party.

I can imagine a picture.

Just think of that person's helplessness.

No amount of doubt has disappeared.

Feng Nai lowered his eyes: "Take you this time."

Mo Beigang put his eyes over.

Feng Nai met her eyes: "Go as a contestant."

Mo Bei's pupil trembled and buried his face in the pillow. The voice was very quiet, but it was different from usual: "Well."

This is the first time that someone other than Imperial League has said the World Series.

That feels very different.

It is not without dreams.

It was just that she was too far away from her dream.

For a long time she was even about to forget.

Now being raised again.

Seems like it will come true someday.

This is how it feels to have teammates.

Mo Bei was happy, so when he fell asleep, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved.

Feng Nai didn't do any more because it really needed to rest.

I woke up once or twice in the middle, and it was Mo Bei who gave him water to drink.

It will look like this after the fever is gone.

It was about two in the morning.

Two talents are considered to be in deep sleep.

the difference is.

Feng Nai once again dreamed of the images that made it difficult for him to hold himself, and the air that followed him became clearer and clearer.

When Mo Bei opened his eyes, what he saw was ...

(End of this chapter)