Chapter 1223: No. 1,233 Mo Bei's Hand

Chapter 1223: Mo Bei's Hand
The named little milk was a little bit out of order at this time, but when he heard that someone cared about him, he was still very moved and couldn't help but sit smarter.
But the little devil smiled, and the tear mole under his eyes was looming: "So my sister is afraid that my way of coming is not correct, and it might hurt Xiaonai?"
Xu Yiwan wondered: "Why do you think so? I'm just asking about it."
"My mother taught me from a young age, do n’t just inquire about the privacy of others. Even if you are under the banner of concern, you must also see what you are asking. If you are the sister-in-law of Xiao Ni Lin, I have long asked Answer Miss Sister, if it is an outsider ... "Bo Xiaomon spoke sharply, his voice simply:" It is better not to create illusions for others. "
Xu Yiwan paused, and stretched out her hand again, touching the head of Xiao Ni Lin: "I am also worried about Lin Lin, so I will talk less and watch you eat, OK?"
Xiaomi leaned her eyes to look at the little partner sitting next to him. He had never seen An An look like this, and it seemed as if it was "impossible".
The little devil just picked up the wipes and wiped his hands. He was very expensive: "Sister, pretending to be incomprehensible to others, is also very interesting."
"An'an." The little milk pulled his sleeves.
The thin little demon squinted his eyes, bringing his own aura.
Xiaomi coughed gently: "I mean you can talk while eating."
"Sorry, I can't eat it." Bo Xiaomei smiled sweetly: "Because I'm also a fan of bey god, seeing the same sister who is also a fan of bey god, I will inevitably want to talk more."
Little Milk Pro: ... Ann, speak as you speak, can you not laugh so much, it will make me doubt life.
Bo Xiaovil put his eyes back again: "Miss, did you just say that, do you also like bey god?"
"Well, yeah." Xu Yiwan seemed to wait for a second before responding.
This second, ordinary children will certainly not notice.
But after all, Bo Xiaomon came out to fight with his Xia Zhe father, and the Qin family absolutely needed a book on psychology. For the logical analysis of these behaviors, he has always been good.
If you really like it, you will react subconsciously when you hear the name of that person.
Obviously, even likes are not true.
The thin little devil lowered his eyes and smiled again: "When did Miss Sister like Bey God?"
"Ah, it's been a long time." Xu Yiwan also put down the bamboo chopsticks: "I have been paying attention when the Emperor League was still there."
Bo Xiaomon doubted the voice: "As far as I know, God knows that Bey has not participated in the open competition. How does Miss Sister pay attention to her?"
"I am a player in Area A." Xu Yiwan answered this sentence quickly: "I have seen her left field."
Bo Xiaomon suddenly realized: "I was born too late. I haven't seen the look of Bey God in Area A. Miss Sister is so ashes, there must be a tutorial for Bey God when he played the game. Can you send it to me? Let me see?"
"Tutorial?" Xu Yi paused.
Bo Xiaomon blinked: "Yeah, didn't I say that the old fans have seen her teach King how to play assassins, I want to see the pk tutorial of that scene, it must be very interesting."
"Oh, you're talking about this paragraph. I have it, but it's on the computer. I'll send it back to you." Xu Yiwan answered with a smile.
Xiaomi Lin heard the words and immediately said: "I want to see too!" Sister Bei's picture of his brother, he must take a screenshot and then screenshot!
"Okay, of course our home is coming." Xu Yiwan petted Xiaomi Lin's head like a droop.
However, I never thought that the next sentence of that expensive little boy would be: "You still do n’t have to wait anymore. Among the only public resources left now, there is only that pk video. As for the tutorial I just said, bey She has never been a fan. As a fan, she does n’t seem to know much about bey. She defeated so many people. At that time, she forgot who it was. How could she create a separate tutorial to insult people, e-sports, and respect yourself? The opponent is basic. I only heard Miss Sister and Grandpa Feng say so much, and thought that Miss Sister would understand. "
Suddenly, Xu Yiwan's smile was a little late, but she didn't show it, with a modest acceptance: "I usually watched Bey God too many things, I can't tell which one is which. It turned out that my computer was pk. Videos, not tutorials? It seems that I am still too bad in terms of games, and I will go and see more of Bey's game screens. "
The little devil seemed to have eaten, and he put the napkin on the table with good manners. His voice was slowly: "I really like to pretend not to come. Similarly, some people cannot imitate because she is unique in this world. . "
As the words fell, he looked at Xiaomi Lin: "I'll go first, and you should eat more walnuts to supplement your brain."
When the little milk was out, how could she let someone go and pull her little schoolbag: "An'an, wait for me, walk together, plan for divorce, and we have to discuss it again."
Xu Yiwan looked at the back of the two children, and then looked at the dining table where she was alone. She slowly held her hand holding the bamboo chopsticks and then let go.
Butler brought another dish over there.
Xu Yiwan smiled lightly: "Uncle Wang doesn't need to bother. He and Grandpa Feng are busy. I'll come back another day."
The steward naturally wanted to keep people: "Ms. Xu, if you don't have to wait for a while, the young master will come down soon, and the dish is not ready yet. You have just eaten two ...
"Don't bother, you can see it when you are on the field." Xu Yiwan stood up and smiled. "I also started playing professionally, hoping to win in the individual competition, so that I can be in a team with him."
The housekeeper quickly caught that keyword: "He?"
"I'm talking about my bey god, Uncle Wang, where did you want to go?" Xu Yiwan said, turning around: "No need to send Wang Bo, the car is outside."
When I said this, the smile on that mouth gradually disappeared.
Especially after getting in the car.
The driver asked, "Miss, where are you going?"
Xu Yiwan's eyes were deep: "Back to the training base."
"Yes."
The car started to start.
Xu Yiwan also opened a website.
It is not so much a website as a communication space.
It's just that this space of communication is mainly gossip, and of course there are some topics that are mourning who died, can you give me some points.
In the era of traffic, it seems that this will happen.
As long as it gets attention, it doesn't matter what it is doing.
With praise is king.
Xu Yiwan knew what people thought, opened one of the topics about Imperial League, and naturally joined the discussion.
"I can only say that what I like is that team. As for the people inside, it depends on what she has done now, not to mention just a young student. We should be more rational and separate people from the team, not everyone Representing Imperial League, Imperial League is a whole. "
"Yes upstairs, bey is just a youth trainee, not even a regular player, with a big face, still using that name, and playing on behalf of him. It is really sad that Emperor League has such a person."
"Everything I can say is Baiyueguang in my heart. I only entered the circle after seeing the video of the imperial league winning the championship. Now I can only say that I don't evaluate bey."
"Don't mention the name bey with me in the future, I have a headache when I mention her, it's not a powder, and I will never step back, just feel worthless."
"The fairy who feels unworthy rest assured that tomorrow she will not be able to touch our favorite Imperial League and games anymore. She will find ways to let her do that last time and let everyone know what her true face is."
When Xu Yiwan saw this, she retracted her gaze and smiled.
After she returned to the base, she entered an account.
Someone was leaving her a message: "It's still good here, eh."
The little boy Feng Feng brought back today seems to have something in her words, and every sentence can make her uncomfortable.
Seeing this now, she finally eliminated the uncomfortable feeling.
That's right, bey's EQ is so low, why is anyone still protecting her.
That kind of person just appeared a little earlier in his life.
In her opinion, bey is nothing more than a deification, in fact, it is just a person who even fans will not run.
What good is it to let her play again.
It is not slowly disintegrating.
She wants to replace her, doesn't she?
Not to mention that it has been so long since her peak.
Even if it was the last contest, she made the left field not pure, what could hold the hearts of people?
Such a naive person is simply not worthy of his impressive looks.
Because, even when it comes to technology, she is not necessarily worse than her.
Xu Yiwan thought of this, a mouse waved, took the first drop of blood across.
Of course, it would be better if she could be prevented from appearing in the official arena by other means.
The night outside darkened.
In my home's Feng Nai, I did not know that Mo Bei had no time to reply to his message at this time.
In addition to bringing food to the Flying Eagle, one of the reasons why she will return to the hotel is that she cannot be noticed by her right hand.
Her right hand is not good and she needs to take medicine regularly.
The less people know about this, the better.
After pulling a few sips of meal, Feiying looked up at the cool figure with his sleeves rolled up, and couldn't help but say, "Your hand injury, can you really play professional league?"
"Yes." Mo Bei didn't say much, and Porcelain's white face looked particularly clear in the light.
Flying Eagle is still worried: "Of course I know that these small games like this will definitely not cause you a lot of burden, but the later you are, the more powerful your opponent will be. According to your personality, you will definitely go all out. your hands……"
"Water." Mo Bei interrupted him, raising his eyebrows slightly, his eyes darkened.
Feiying had to do it, handed the water over, and his eyes did not move away from bey. If it really hurts badly, it would not be possible to apply medicine every day like now ...
(End of this chapter)