The eSports King’s Crush

Hmm?”

“Wait a minute! Why does your tone sound so much like Chi…” Before he could finish forming this word, Panda froze mid-guess and abruptly stood up to look at the other person.

Feng Nai cocked his head to the side, his eyes dim.
“Want to clean the bathroom again?”

Panda put up his last, desperate struggle.
“Chief, I did that so that the fans who came to watch my live-stream would see that we game well and are also first-class actors.
To be specific, I wanted to teach girls who often play mages that if they meet an opposing assassin who’s very good at sneaking up on players, there’s no harm in trying this trick.
It’s all about winning and ranking up.
I had absolutely no intention of deceiving someone into marriage.”

“Quite a good excuse you’ve got there.” Feng Nai’s eyes grew colder.
“It’s too bad that I don’t like listening to it.
Alright, put on your rubber gloves and get in there.
Otherwise, you’ll be letting down all those CP fans that are so fond of you.”

When he heard the last sentence, Panda realized that all hope was lost this time.

Fortunately, he had company.

A second later, Feng Nai turned and looked at Mo Bei.
The outline of his profile looked as polished as running water.
“You too.
Don’t read unhealthy books at the base in the future.
If you’re really having a hard time holding back, use your right hand more often.”

At first, Mo Bei did not understand the implied meaning.

However, when she stood up, it hit her what ‘use your right hand more often’ meant.
She involuntarily stiffened.

It was normal for boys to converse like this with each other.

Dirty talk would come up from time to time.

However, such dirty talk in this person’s mouth gave off a casual vibe for some reason.

That was probably the case when one was too sharp-tongued.

Besides, while he said this, his figure was slant.
His messy locks were falling down, making one pay attention to his sinfully handsome face…