Love You~

Hearing this, Feng Nai turned his eyes slightly, with milk foam still brewing on his upper lip, and his eyes were very aloof, as if to say, who are you? Cat, Mao, and Xiong knew that their boss had this kind of virtue in his heart, but since the establishment of Black Flame, the boss had somewhat changed on the outside. It's better now, I don't even bother to pretend outside. Huan Leng was about to frown. Feng Nai threw the finished milk bottle into the trash can, holding his trouser pocket with one hand, and said in a low voice: "What do you want to talk about?" "Talk about you." Huan Leng approached, not hiding his words. "Can we still fight?" Feng Nai looked at him casually. Before Huan Leng could speak, he spoke again: "The rumors are true. Something went wrong with you, so you haven't logged into your account during this period." Feng Nai raised his lower lip, looking evil: " Since you are so smart, does it matter whether I can fight? ""It matters." Huan Leng's eyes darkened: "If you can't come back, we can't win. Maybe you don't care about what I say next, kg. You are the captain of the Chinese team this time. Do you know how many people practice until their hands are useless in order to appear in Milan? Do you still want to persist for one more year? Because one more year may lead to retirement. Winning the world championship means that it is possible to prove oneself for one more year, but some people are scorned for what they love, and may even have to bear infamy for the rest of their lives, even retiring. ""Bey is standing there. By your side, you can ask her. "Huan Leng picked up her backpack and said, "What did she do to win this championship?" At this point, he paused as he passed by: "You won't come back. , do you want her to fight alone again? Just like a year ago, people kept poking her spine and scolding her for being a substitute? "The word "substitute" was like touching a switch, and Feng Nai's back was shaken. , raised his hand to hold his head, the corners of his eyes were a little red. He knew that the other him was making trouble again. Feng Nai's face turned pale and he clenched his right hand tightly. He didn't want to leave. Even if no one welcomes him, he doesn't want to leave. Probably sensing something strange about him, a clear figure walked over, raised his hand and covered his ears with clear eyes. "Am I a substitute?" Mo Bei asked him. Feng Nai pursed her thin lips: "Are you a pig? Asking me such a question, of course not." "You said before that you are my only fan." Mo Bei lowered his hand and held his. Feng Nai's lips were as pale as those of a critically ill patient who had lost too much blood: "That's what he said, not me." "Cat, Mao, and Xiong also said that you have liked me very much before." Mo Bei said seriously: "So "What kind of player I am, you have the most say. As long as you don't lose your fandom, I will not be a substitute." The named Cat, Mao, and Xiong said... This sounds like coaxing to a child. What's going on with his brother? Using such childish methods to coax the big devil? Even if the boss loses his memory, his IQ will not be that low, dear. "I won't take off my powder." Suddenly, a low laugh rang out. "I didn't know what that person did before." "After that, I have always been your fan." "Still your apprentice." Feng Nai's appearance is undoubtedly good-looking, but in that state, there is always a kind of Unspeakably morbid. Arrogant and humble, they are obviously the most contradictory words, but they are there in him. "You taught me step by step, how come I can't fight?" I can do it without him coming back...

The eSports great has a crush on me