Chapter 775: Seven hundred eighty-three
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The eSports King’s Crush
- Warring Young Seven
- 588 characters
- 2021-01-29 06:24:52
Chapter 775: Seventy-eighth
upstairs.
Mo Bei received two messages from her brother.
There is no time to look at the content and analyze his brother's grievances against Feng Nai.
It was because she had just left the table and returned to the floor of the room.
I saw the cold call not far away.
The man was still wearing a uniform and was tall and indifferent.
Standing in the middle of the corridor, it was particularly striking.
Huoleng also came out to eat.
It's just that his players are much slower than him.
I forgot to take this for a while, and forgot to take that for a while.
That's why he stood here and waited.
To change his clothes back, Mo Bei had to go through the corridor.
If not, you may encounter Feng Nai.
She could just turn around and go back.
However, some great is below.
There is not much time left for Mo Bei to think.
She had no mask on her body.
If let Leng Leng see her.
It will definitely cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.
After all, she has a different personality than her brother.
She is the same as his brother.
The fewer people know, the better.
We've come this far.
National competition.
You must not let all your previous efforts go to waste.
Mo Bei knew he couldn't walk.
The only thing that can be done is to face up.
Because the two people over there have merged.
Huan Leng also seemed to realize who was here.
Just dropped my eyes.
Mo Bei reached out and buckled the black coat hat on his head.
That action was very handsome.
Just cover her face a little.
In addition, Mo Bei has always been calm.
Even in this case.
She didn't panic at all.
Hat with coat coat.
Indifferent as if standing there was nothing but a stranger.
Professional players are not saints.
When I see a long-looking girl, I will look twice.
But Mo Bei knew very well whether it was a great or Leng Leng.
They don't pay much attention to others.
Mo Bei calculated this.
Call cold did not see anything.
He still had a mobile phone in his hand, as if he was reading some news.
Mo Bei walked over, his side face was partially covered by the coat's hat.
Seeing to go.
Just at this time.
One more person.
Because Mo Bei is eye-catching.
The man couldn't help but touch their captain: "Call the team, beauties!"
Mou Leng glanced at him and said nothing.
"Unfortunately, only the chin can be seen, but this girl has really long legs and looks like a hero in our hero's boots. It would be a hundred points to do cos!"
Wan Leng put the mobile phone in his trouser pocket, apparently showing no interest, and his voice was light: "Have you got your room card?"
"Hold it, all picked it up this time." When the man was talking, he was still watching Mo Bei, and finally murmured: "I always think this beauty is a bit familiar, wait a minute, I remember, this girl and Mo Nan's figure is a bit like, he didn't wear women's clothes last time ... "
Before he could finish speaking, Huo Leng suddenly looked up.
Mo Bei could hear the words here. After all, the distance was very close now. Her eyes were half down, her fingers paused, and there was a flash of light at the end of her eyes.
But her pace did not stop.
As if that wasn't what she said.
Until two words came from his side: "Wait."
Mo Bei's body was stagnation, and she could see that the person had reached out and wanted to take off her hat. She was about to twist the other's hand, and heard another voice rang slowly from behind ...
(End of this chapter)