The eSports King's Crush-Chapter 168 - The First Stir Of Feelings

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Chapter 168: The First Stir Of Feelings

This was virtually a big blow delivered by his brother.

Had Chief switched to getting revenge on people like this now?

No wonder he had surrendered in the game. ๐’‡๐š›e๐˜ฆwโ„ฏ๐‘๐“ƒ๐‘œฮฝโ„ฏ๐’.co๐—บ

It turned out that the two of them had been together at the time.

Howeverโ€ฆ

โ€œThis news is too shocking. I didnโ€™t expect that the little transvestite I always wanted to catch would be my brother.โ€ Pandaโ€™s eyes lit up instantly after he finished his sentence. โ€œWhat was Chiefโ€™s reaction when he learned that it was you?โ€

If he found it so difficult to accept, Chief would probably have had an even harder timeโ€ฆ

โ€œHis level of resentment was very high,โ€ Mo Bei said as she sorted out the meat. One bowl was full of meat, while another was full of entrails.

Panda spun twice on the spot. โ€œHis resentment would certainly be high. You cheated him into marriage. I need two seconds of silence. Otherwise, I wonโ€™t be able to find it in me to face you. Say, why must you play with a female account? Now, I believe that youโ€™re straight. If even Chiefโ€™s beauty couldnโ€™t make you waver, I donโ€™t think thereโ€™s any other man in this world that could make you gay. No, thatโ€™s not right. Chief did not send you any photos. You two only interacted in the game.โ€ f๐”ฏ๐’†๐šŽ๐š ๐‘’๐š‹๐“ƒเซฆฮฝโ„ฏฦ–.co๐˜ฎ

Mo Bei made an โ€œmmโ€ sound but did not give any further explanations.

Panda sat down on the sofa, watching the aloof figure standing in the semi-open kitchen. Clearly, his mind was already overwhelmed.

He didnโ€™t even know how to gossip, even though he wanted to.

Meanwhile, Feng Nai, who had pulled off his shirt and changed into a white t-shirt upstairs, was now moving his slender fingers and posting the following message anonymously on the game forum: โ€œIf you found out that the transvestite that cheated you into marriage was someone you knew in real life, what would be a suitable way to get back at the other party?โ€

Very soon, replies were posted beneath the message.

โ€œYou know each other in real life? That would have to depend on whether you guys are close or not.โ€

โ€œAnd what he looks like.โ€

โ€œWhat about his personality? His merits and shortcomings?โ€

Feng Nai read through the comments and replied, โ€œSo-so, quite good-looking, short-spoken and handsome, unexpressive, able to cook.โ€

โ€œThe aloof kind?โ€

โ€œThere are still handsome guys who can cook in this time and age?โ€

โ€œHow far apart are you two in real life? You probably donโ€™t meet often, do you?โ€

Feng Nai looked down. โ€œWe meet every day. We are staying in the same dormitory.โ€

He did not say that they were members of the same battle team because he did not want to expose his identity.

He didnโ€™t expect that this answer would set the post somehow on fire.

โ€œSame dormitory? What the f*ck! Then why arenโ€™t you together yet?โ€

โ€œAloof beautiful little brother, are you really not going to consider him?โ€

โ€œOP [1. Original poster] probably already has feelings. Otherwise, why would he emphasize the fact that the other person can cook?โ€

โ€œExactly, exactly. A secret first stir of feelingsโ€ฆโ€

When Feng Nai read the fourth comment, he locked his screen without hesitation.

His eyes, which had initially warmed up, darkened once again.

He was looking for ways of pranking people. What were all these people saying?

He went downstairs with his bottle of mineral water and smelled the fragrance of spring onion, ginger, and garlic, which was coming from the pot.

Mo Bei leaned forward slightly, one hand adjusting the fire under the clay pot while the other held a spatula and started on the sautรฉed cabbage with vinegar sauce she was about to make.

Instantly, the entire base was filled with a mouth-watering fragrance.

Panda had already started to swallow his saliva and wonder when they would have dinner when he saw that tall, slender figure walk over. His right hand picked up the rabbit hat that was on the table and stuck it directly on Mo Beiโ€™s head.

Mo Beiโ€™s cooking hands stopped for a moment as her cold eyes lifted.

Feng Nai said slowly, โ€œThe level of my resentment is even higher now. It needs to be balanced out. Iโ€™ve thought of a method that I think is not bad. If the chief of No.2 Middle School wears such a hat to school, lots of people would probably crowd around and watch.โ€

Mo Bei: โ€ฆ

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