The eSports King’s Crush

Hit it off right from the start?

Who? And who?

Even though one of them was languid to the bone and the other was draped in coldness, both their expressions froze when they heard that phrase.

When the expressionless Mo Bei froze, it was even more eye-catching.

Mrs. Feng did not give her son a chance to say no. “It’s set then. I’ll come fetch you guys!” she said before she hung up.

Feng Nai listened to the noise on the other end, knowing that there was no way to remedy this. He then stuffed his cell phone into his pocket and stood up with a hand in it. The color of his pupils was very light as he said, “Heard that? If you don’t want to have to go to my house and pretend, think of a solution.”

Mo Bei understood Almighty’s underlying meaning: She’d better find an excuse not to go to his home. Otherwise, it would be a repeat of their previous meeting on Yandai Xie Street.

Mo Bei was just as puzzled. How had Little Lin figured that she and his brother had hit it off from the start?

They had only had qualms about fighting before a child.

Now that she thought about it, they hadn’t necessarily seemed very friendly.

Could it be because of that fake hug?

Was that why Little Lin thought they had “hit it off right from the start”?

Mo Bei’s body froze for a moment. It felt like the misunderstandings between them were neverending.

Feng Nai had not lied about having no vacations. Normal people might be resting on the weekend, but this was when young eSports players were best able to train without any distractions.

At least Feng Nai and Mo Bei did not need to go to school.

However, if the students from No.1 Middle School and No.2 Middle School knew that their Chiefs were now living in the same apartment, they would probably go crazy.

How were they going to arrange fights in the future?

Today, Mo Bei was still training on the foundational handling of a support.

Panda was anxious as he watched from the side.

After all, he’d already had two meals that she had cooked. He still hoped that Mo Nan would stay. Besides, he hadn’t seen any of those bad habits that people had been spreading online.

Was it because Mo Nan had been concealing them too well?

This wasn’t the main point. The question was why this person was always practicing foundational handling.

Would he manage to participate in the friendly competition tomorrow?

Panda’s worry wasn’t groundless.

After all, even Chief had said that Dark Flares only cared whether one could play well or not.

If he couldn’t, Mo Nan would still be kicked out of the team.

At this thought, Panda glanced to the side and took another look at the person in question with an indifferent expression. He was extremely perplexed deep down. Why was this fellow not nervous at all?

“Young masters, time to eat!”

The assistant walked in, carrying lots of takeaway in both hands. His face was rosy as he walked in animatedly.

When he saw “Mo Nan” sitting there, he involuntarily paused for a moment.

He still needed to get accustomed to the fact that this person was living in the battle team’s apartment now.

Meanwhile, Feng Nai pulled off his headphones and cocked his head to the side. Black locks fell on his forehead. He looked so disheveled that he looked slightly lazy. “Is there meat?”

“Of course.” The assistant had just replied when he discovered a problem. He had made a mistake at his job!

For a very long time, he’d only ordered meals for four people.

It was the same this time. However, there were now five people in the battle team. Mo Nan was there now.

He’d brought their meals last night too, but Mo Nan hadn’t been around.

Thus, it had not occurred to him that… The assistant abruptly paused while setting the table. It was already too late to remedy this mistake.

The team members were all starving, especially Panda, who was already walking over while holding his stomach.

Right behind him was the aloof Mo Bei…