Chapter 172 Operation Feng Nai
Wang Dongdong was stunned for a moment.
Then, he burst into laughter.
How could he forget that his brother Nan's current temperament is really seductive.
One face alone can indeed resist for a while.
"Brother Nan, why don't you speak?"
"Brother Nan, look here, do you see your little cutie?"
"Upstairs, in Brother Nan's eyes, only God K is Xiao Kenai."
"Ah! I saw Brother Nan today. In the mall, Brother Nan was wearing this outfit and putting on a mask for my husband!"
"Brother Nan is going to join the game?"
"Damn it, I'm so excited that you even sent me your room number?"
"Do you mean to rank together? But my rank is not high enough!"
Mo Bei looked at the barrage, quit the game, and then re-entered: "Change the area."
Three very light words.
Still caused a lot of ahhhhh sounds.
In order to take care of them, Brother Nan deliberately switched to a low-level game.
Mo Bei sent another invitation to the live broadcast room.
The scene was really about who has the fastest internet speed.
"Didn't get it!"
"I really want Brother Nan to take me flying!"
"Be steady. If this game doesn't work, there will be another game. Let's look at the appearance first!"
Mo Bei didn't speak. After adjusting the order, he went to the last position.
In other words, let them pick the hero first.
The fans are really excited. How can they not be happy when they are being taken by their male idol?
"Brother Nan, can I choose support? I can only play support."
The girl who came in was a little embarrassed, because she was afraid of dragging down her male god.
Mo Bei's face could no longer be seen at this time, but his voice could still be heard: "Yeah."
The sound quality is very light and nice.
After the girl hugged her face, she chose the support that her boyfriend had played the longest before.
"Brother Nan, can you be a mage? I only have the mage position left."
The fourth person was a little imaginary when typing.
After all, they have only seen Nan Ge play support and assassin, leaving a mage position for him... This...
"Okay." Mo Bei never said much.
But even so, it caught the attention of the people sitting over there.
Feng Nai was still turning the cup around carelessly, and he didn't even take a few sips of the medicine.
I've been thinking about duo queue all the time.
He didn't notice who Mo Bei was chatting with before.
All he knew was the sound of a keyboard.
I thought it was meant for Yun Shen.
I don’t want to take medicine more and more.
There was no cell phone for him to ring.
The feeling of tightness in the chest is getting worse and worse.
Until that person even turned on the voice chat, and seemed to agree to any request.
Feng Nai's eyes turned completely dark, and he stood up and walked in the direction of Mo Bei.
He really couldn't bear it.
Especially when he was sick, this man was still in the sweet double row.
Feng Nai thought about it in many ways, tearing up the picture of this state.
Just as his hand grasped the man's wrist.
He just saw the page on the screen.
This is...a live broadcast?
As a mineral water live broadcast expert.
Even if he doesn't show his face often, Feng Nai is no stranger to this page.
Some dark thoughts were suppressed.
Feng Nai glanced sideways and focused on the game.
I didn’t find the ID of Yunshensihai.
But the questions asked by fans are still there.
As smart as Feng Nai was, he quickly realized that he had misunderstood.
Someone is not in a sweet duo queue with someone.
It’s about completing the live broadcast duration.
Slowly, Feng Nai curled her thin lips.
Fans can't see the reason for this smile and hesitation in angle.
But they can see the hand holding Brother Nan’s wrist!
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