The eSports King’s Crush

Chapter 483: 482 Mo Bei sends a message to k

Chapter 483: 482 Mo Bei Sends a Message to K

There is a missed call on it.

The treatment is also clear.

Motivate each other.

Mo Bei's long finger tapped on the book.

Under the shadow of the light, Jun Mei's face brought a sense of scrolls.

No wonder no one doubts she is a girl.

Anyone who sees such a picture will only feel that it is a self-disciplined high-cold boy.

She turned her face to the side and took the mobile phone. Under the black eyelashes there were pale eyes. When she dropped them, she had typed a line: "Listen to my brother, do you want to know me?"

In this way, should be enough initiative?

Mo Bei, who had never sent a message to anyone, moved his eyelashes as if thinking.

I don't seem to know anything better than this in the end.

Just press the send button.

Then start waiting for a reply.

At this time, Feng Nai was using the tablet to preview information online.

He didn't search for anything special, but was just asking "if a good brother turns around."

There are many answers and the floors are constantly changing.

"Shit, is anyone really going to beat his brother?"

"I persuade the landlord to be kind, and Shinji bends. Come back and let me try."

"Want to know the cheats? Come, I recommend a few epic novels for you."

"I don't need to worry so much, I'll just ask, is the landlord handsome or not!"

Feng Na glanced over and typed three words in the past: "OK."

"Okay? That half half."

"Is this a matter of appearance? Brother."

"Why not, I used to be a straight man, and later, cough, that guy was so handsome, I just bent."

"You are really casual."

Feng Nai felt the same way: "He's not easy to talk about, he has a girlfriend."

"I'm going to brother, you won't."

"Honestly, people are falling in love, so don't spoil it."

"Come on, don't be a third party."

The last reply made Feng Nai, who hadn't smoked for so long, stood up.

Then, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and glanced at the empty bed.

After playing with the lighter twice, he turned his face to the side and lit a cigarette.

The black cigarette body was pointed by him long and fair, presumably because of the color, for a moment, it made people feel that his fingers were pale.

He only took a sip of that cigarette.

Standing so tall and erect, the black hair fell down, hitting his tall nose, and seemed to think nothing.

However, when a cigarette was burned out, the flame reached his fingers.

Feng Nai lifted her eyes and dealt with the hand injury quickly, but her emotions could not rest.

That feeling is not easy.

That's why a pair of eyes will be dark as if they fell into the abyss.

like someone.

And the education he received, the perception of ideas, completely opposed.

Pain, self-loathing, and even wondering if something went wrong.

Can't let go.

Feng Nai even told himself that if he saw their intimate pictures, he would die.

But as long as one association.