The eSports King’s Crush Chapter 200 - Hold His Sleeve, Be A Boyfriend

Chapter 200: Hold His Sleeve, Be A Boyfriend

Feng Nai walked over, tossing the mineral water bottle that he was holding in one hand to Mo Bei. Meanwhile, his other hand held down the other person’s neck while his slender fingers touched the zipper. “Little Brother, you might be handicapped. You don’t even know how to remove a costume?”
Mo Bei took the water, her face still calm. Almighty K’s desire to mock people could just be considered a day-to-day thing.
The young man distributing the flyers kept watching the two of them as Mo Bei removed the costume with Feng Nai’s help and returned it to him.
The young man could not help but ask, “Are the two of you…”
“What?” Mo Bei lifted her head to drink water, the school uniform looking slightly flowy on her. It was probably because she was skinny, but the uniform wouldn’t cling to her body.
The young man thought for a moment and realized that vocalizing this wouldn’t be nice. “Nothing, look for me again the next time you want to rent costumes to film videos. I can tell that the two of you can definitely become popular.”
Mo Bei’s eyes shifted as she replied very coolly, “There won’t be a next time.”
While this person was speaking, the young man saw that the person beside him happened to remove his mask. As his eyes were looking in his direction in a languid manner, looking slightly lost in thought, he resembled someone!
The young man faltered and the bear head in his hands dropped.
After all, he watched game competitions often!
Almighty K? Was this Almighty K?
Before the young man could catch a clear look of him, the two people had already left.
One of them had a hand behind his back, his hand pressing on the back of his neck and his expression aloof, while the other one, who resembled Almighty K, had turned his head, an arm resting on the other person’s shoulder as he seemed to be laughing.
It probably wasn’t Almighty K.
Almighty K hated people who used him to form CP and create romance between two males.
He wouldn’t get too close to anyone and he would definitely sleep once he got out of the house.
In fact, Feng Nai did want to sleep right now, but the conditions did not allow that.
There was a traffic jam, yet although he wanted to call a taxi, he was directly led to the subway station by Mo Bei.
Feng Nai usually wouldn’t visit places that were so crowded. When he took the high-speed rail, he would layer one mask above the other.
After all, if he was recognized, it would indeed be troublesome for him.
Mo Bei was the one who bought the tickets and the one who had small change. After Cutie Bei resumed her aloof campus-beau look, taking Feng Nai with her, to a certain extent, there was not much of a difference between this and taking care of Little Lin.
At the very least, Little Lin was obedient and adorable.
Feng Nai was totally different. After he stepped through the carriage doors, his brows stayed slightly furrowed the entire time. He stood there without a word, pulling the zipper of his uniform all the way to the top. Even his chin was covered, leaving only his light-colored eyes exposed.
There were many people on the subway during peak hours, so people’s shoulders would bump into one another.
Feng Nai clearly did not want to be touched, so he maintained his distance the whole time, not wanting to smell the surrounding scents either.
Mo Bei held the handle with a hand, her initially-upright slender figure leaning over when she noticed Almighty K’s manner.
Feng Nai lifted a brow, looking vaguely not too pleased.
Mo Bei’s voice was very indifferent. “Hold my arm. My uniform has just been washed, so there’s no smell.”
Feng Nai snickered. “You think I can’t keep my balance?”
Mo Bei did not speak. She only stared at him, looking aloof and suave.
When the train stopped, another huge group of people entered.
Feng Nai’s back stiffened for a moment. Then, he reached out with his left hand and pulled on Mo Bei’s uniform.
Mo Bei’s black eyes moved upon seeing those fair and slender fingers, understanding filling them immediately.
Feng Nai, who was still very nonchalant, only said, “Look ahead.”
Mo Bei retracted her gaze, thinking to herself, “Are all people with heavy idol baggage like this?”