The eSports King’s Crush

Panda Novel

Little Lin was extremely excited. One match wasn't enough. He dragged Mo Bei into another one, his body moving about on the sofa.

He was completely unaware of the gaze that his brother, who was lying on the bed, was casting over.

The more he behaved like this, the more he drew Feng Nai's attention.

He casually lifted a brow. It had been half an hour, yet Trouble Lin had not sought help from him yet.

This was abnormal.

Feng Nai stood up, showing his handsome side profile. His jet-black hair was still slightly messy as his pair of slender long legs paced out in Little Lin's direction.

Things seemed to have concluded on that end.

He heard Little Lin speak on his WeChat. "Little Brother, shall we play again in the future? I'm not a terrible teammate at all, right?"

When Feng Nai bent slightly and looked down, he saw the reply of the other player.

It was an extremely apathetic "mm".

He had no clue what his brother was so excited about.

Feng Nai reached out and pulled the phone back, uninterested in reading any more.

Little Lin faltered as his handsome little face turned to look at the culprit!

"Brother, I haven't said goodnight to Little Brother!"

Upon hearing that, Feng Nai just glanced at the battery level of the cell phone and untangled the charging cable. He was infuriatingly absent-minded as he replied, "What has that got to do with me?"

"Are you my biological brother?"

"I'm okay with not being him right now." Feng Nai placed a hand in his pocket. He'd wanted to exit and lock the screen, but he unexpectedly scrolled into the match history.

He saw the battle records of five consecutive victories, each one demonstrating what it meant to overpower others. This was extremely eye-catching.

Little Lin saw that too and said boastfully, "Isn't my Little Brother formidable? He's much better than you. He carried me the entire time, even though you always say I'm burdensome. Little Brother said earlier that people find others a burden because they aren't strong enough to kill five opponents alone!"

Feng Nai tapped open the WeChat app. Sure enough, that sentence was right there.

Only the tone was different.

The other player had been evidently much more indifferent, as if he had been merely stating a fact.

"Nothing to say now?" This was the first time Little Lin felt like he had beaten his sharp-tongued brother. He was standing on the sofa, his back tall and straight.

Feng Nai responded with a snigger, "It was a low-end match. What's there to talk about?"

Little Lin was indignant. "My Little Brother isn't only formidable in low-end matches. You haven't seen him play. You don't know anything at all! He must be a pro. Never mind, I shall not talk to you anymore. Give me the phone. I want to chat with my Little Brother!"

"Feng Little Lin, the time is 10:30 PM. It's way past your bedtime, yet you're still here bargaining with me. Do you want me to inform the family and have someone take you home?" Feng Nai stood there, his chest still bare, his face chiseled and handsome.

Upon hearing the three words 'take you home', Little Lin was terrified. "Alright, remember to be polite when speaking to my Little Brother. Don't let him find out that you are a different person."

Feng Nai did not speak. He only cocked his head to the side.

Little Lin immediately escaped.

When Feng Nai withdrew his gaze, a message came from the other end. "Sleep early."

Feng Nai never chatted with anyone on WeChat.

Even if his teammates were looking for him, they had to be prepared to be blacklisted by him.

WeChat and QQ were chatting tools he rarely used. The reason was that his account had been published when he had filled in his contact details previously and too many people had added him.

This time, his younger brother had caused this.

However, given the results earlier, how could the other party still say that Trouble Lin wasn't burdensome?

If he had so much patience, he had to be a decent person.

On top of that, he'd also helped Trouble Lin earlier.

Feng Nai thought for a moment before lifting his slender fingers and tapping on the screen…