Chapter 38: Just don't fight this time
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The eSports King’s Crush
- Warring Young Seven
- 698 characters
- 2021-01-29 06:22:43
Chapter 38
Xiaomi Lin didn't realize what was wrong with his remarks, and Xiao's head asked again, "Little brother?"
It is already a miracle that your brother did not fight me this time.
You still let me look at him, don't let him fight.
To be sure, this is a bit too high for me and him.
Mo Bei couldn't always tell the child like this, only with a cool face, a faint "um", and his fingers wiped his face for Xiaomi Lin.
The master said that be gentle with children.
Even though she couldn't make much expression on her face.
Also try to.
The assistant really didn't want to watch this development anymore.
He always felt that the whole person had been stingy since he came into this restaurant.
Feng Nai wiped the corners of her lips with a napkin, but it still hurts a little, and suddenly smiled, Jun Mei's face with an unknown emotion: "Oh? Then I have to let the younger brother look at me a bit, after all At that time, the anger came up, no matter who the other party was. "
Mo Bei heard the meaning of his words, and his long fingers turned the coffee cup, which seemed a bit difficult: "That's right, I will often go to the middle school in the future."
Feng Nai drew his lips lightly: "That's really welcome."
Little Milk Pro could n’t hear it at all. The two were on the shelf and took a sip of milk tea. "Brother, didn't we say it last time, it ’s too dangerous for the little brother to go to the first middle school. We will go to the second middle school together." play."
Feng Nai is lazy, and the students from Linkengkeng started digging for him again.
Mo Bei looked at that handsome face, and lowered his eyes, "He will go to the second middle school?"
"My brother agreed, and said he was not afraid of being blocked." Xiaomi Lin said seriously: "Fortunately, my younger brother doesn't like fights like my brother. Hey, it's not right ..."
As if thinking of something, the clever little frowned: "When I first saw the elder brother, the elder brother was fighting. The relationship between the first and second middle school is so bad, you two ..."
"do not know."
"never seen it."
A light, a lazy, unprecedented tacit understanding.
The assistant next door wanted to cough twice, but fortunately, he could bear it!
Xiaomi Lin smiled and opened the flower: "I knew my brother would like it when he saw the little brother. Fortunately, there was no contradiction between the two of you before. Fortunately, fortunately."
How do you answer this?
The assistant really wants to say, "Master, you are not on the Internet, you look at Weibo, what is it like?"
It was in full swing.
And your little brother, you haven't lost the heat of the great before.
Big God likes him?
how is this possible!
Little Master, where did you come from this result.
Is it because of the discord between the faces and hearts of these two men?
Feng Nai has not seen any strong winds and waves, and smiled lowly, meaning: "Yeah, no contradiction, how can I have such a good little brother contradiction."
Mo Bei glanced at him without looking.
The assistant felt strange around him.
He also admired this curvy man, what did the great say, and he was able to pick it up, and he was not frightened at all?
After all, great gods rarely show such a shameless side in front of people.
It's still the young master who is so good. He helps the ideal and sets his eyes on Xiaomi Lin again.
The latter was unknowingly happy, after all.
"Would you like to eat cake?"
The little nodded, and the party he was most looking forward to finally came; "Yes, yes!"
Mo Bei reached out and unwrapped the box. His white, jade fingers, picked up the knife, and cut it casually to get the pattern.
This made Xiaomi Lin's eyes light up. "Little brother, you are so good!"
"Nothing." After all learning in the technical school, Mo Bei put the cut flower in front of Xiao Ni Lin.
After Xiaomi took a bite, her face was happy: "Little brother, you can also cut a piece for him, he loves cake."
Feng Nai named: ...
Explosion, thank you.
(End of this chapter)