Chapter 1416

Om, the latest chapter of the e-sports master secretly loves me!

Did you kiss him because you thought he was noisy?

This person should not be unable to tell who is standing in front of her.

Feng Nai raised his eyebrows and seemed to want to speak again.

Mo Bei didn't say anything to him, but put one hand on his shoulder, trying to get closer.

"Hey, that's enough." Feng Nai looked at her and said politely, "Do you need me to remind you that you are a girl? This young lady, has no one ever told you not to take care of your relatives?"

Mo Bei glanced across his face and said in a calm voice, "I kissed my boyfriend. It's not casual."

After saying that, she put away the gauze and her thin lips landed on the corner of his mouth.

Feng Nai looked at the cold and snowy man in front of him, slightly tilted his body, and pushed him away: "I have never liked his behavior."

Mo Bei said nothing and looked over.

Feng Nai lowered his figure: "Being controlled is obviously darker than anyone thought, and I have to worry about your thoughts. After all, you like clean people."

When Mo Bei heard this, his eyebrows twisted.

On the other side, Feng Nai stepped forward and opened the door to leave. He said a few very cold words, leaving only the final sound: "Don't follow me anymore."

If it were a normal Feng Nai, he would never say such words.

Everyone knows what Feng Nai looks like in front of Mo Bei.

Do you care about her thoughts?

Mo Bei lowered his eyes and looked at his right hand, his eyes a little confused.

Then, she paused and followed him pacing.

Feng Nai could sense that there was someone following behind him.

Very irritable feeling.

It was clear that this person had nothing to do with him, yet he felt like an eyesore.

Maybe it was left over from before, after all, it was another one of his favorite people in his body.

It is inevitable that some habits cannot be changed.

However, soon, he will correct some of the previous things.

After finally fighting for the opportunity to come out, how could he go back so easily because of this person?

He should have done something long ago, what he should have done.

Feng Nai was lazy by nature and would never say a word a second time.

Originally, he wanted to play and see what it was about this person who no longer had the aura of a god that could make him miss him so much.

The feeling of being seen through at a glance made him somewhat uncomfortable.

That man was polite and polite, but he also had his own unruliness. How could people notice his change in what he just showed?

Even Lao Wang, who had been in the Feng family for more than ten years, didn't notice the difference in him.

How on earth did she know?

However, none of this matters anymore.

Judging from her appearance, she probably wouldn't tell the psychiatrist or the old man that he had changed.

Of course, Mo Bei would not say anything about Feng Nai's changes. Not only would she not say anything, she would also turn some unreasonable things into reasonable ones.

This is why she never leaves.

Of course, in addition to this, there is also his body temperature, which is a bit high.

Probably because of his hands and the weather outside.

I already have a coagulation disorder and my immune system is low. In addition, the winter in the north is cold and dry, and even the wind hurts my face, so I am more likely to catch a cold.

After he woke up, didn't he even have time to put on his down jacket?

Mo Bei looked at the tall and slender figure and stretched out his hand to pull the person back.

Feng Nai narrowed his eyes, with a strong sense of danger: "You..."

Before he could speak, the man put on the mask on him, then zipped it up and threw her jacket to him, saying in a lukewarm tone: "Same style for men and women."

Does this mean that men can wear it too?

Feng Nai looked at the black down jacket in his arms, raised his eyebrows, and threw it back.

Mo Bei raised his eyes without saying a word.

Feng Nai's voice was graceful: "You are really tolerant."

With that said, he walked out of the elevator.

Mo Bei didn't give him a second try, he just kept his unclear eyes on the business car outside the building.

There are countless people waiting outside the door.

Especially after the organizing committee made this decision, how many people were waiting for an answer.

Feng Nai has always been thoughtful, even if he changed his personality. Seeing this, he threw his battle uniform jacket directly on the corridor, and then walked toward the door.

He wore a mask and changed his clothes. Few people looked this way.

Mo Bei, on the other hand, gave him the mask, and after walking to the battle uniform, he paused for a moment, then lowered his eyes and placed them on the Black Flame icon. His profile didn't seem to have changed much, but his eyes always felt like Something is burning.

Without hesitation, she bent down and picked it up.

With such a hot potato in your arms, you are bound to attract attention.

But suddenly.

The people waiting at the front desk at the door all rushed towards her.

"Bey, you will still attend the Milan competition as a professional player. Is this true? Why did the organizing committee make such a decision? Is there any reason for you to use the Imperial League to put pressure on you? As a former Imperial League Do you think it’s okay for informal players to keep using the Imperial Alliance like this?”

"The King is retiring because of you. What do you think of this?"

"Many fans feel that you have forgotten your original intention of joining the Imperial Alliance, and at the same time, you have also forgotten what the spirit of the Imperial Alliance is, and think that you are not worthy of continuing to fight. How did you feel when you heard these words?"

"This decision of the organizing committee will most likely chill people who have waited so many years and want to see the Chinese team win the championship again. Bey, as a professional player, have you ever considered how many people dream of going to Milan? Now this dream is controlled by capital, don’t you feel sad?”

"You don't have to answer any questions, but at least you have to give an explanation to your fans. They have been waiting for you to speak out."

"There is news that the webmaster of your personal website has quit being a fan, and there are also a large number of Dimension fans who did not approve of your current behavior."

"Bey, tell me, we need an explanation."

Crowded.

There are many faces.

Noisy.

Like the rising tide of sea water, it can submerge the five senses.

This was not the first time Mo Bei had experienced such a scene. She stood there tall and tall, still holding the Black Flame uniform in her hand, which was the most important thing in her opinion.

She didn't speak, her eyes were clear in black and white, and even the lines were clearly visible.

I don't know who it was, but he had tea in his hand and poured it towards her.

It’s the fans who, out of love and disgust, shout, “You don’t deserve it!”

The building has security guards.

But nothing can be done to stop it.

There are still agitators over there, saying that splashing is good.

There was only one voice in the audience, saying: "You don't deserve it!"

I don’t deserve to be a professional player, I don’t deserve to be liked, I don’t deserve…

What he didn't deserve didn't seem to affect the clear figure standing in the crowd at all.

She had a sideways face, a cold fair complexion, and there were tea drops at the end of her hair, as well as on her face, which gradually fell down her chin, but her spine did not even bend.

"You idiot, why don't you retire on your own initiative? You have ruined the Imperial Alliance and our youth!"

That person pretended to be more aggressive.

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