Bang......

Bang bang bang......

What a feeling it was like to be shot by a gun, and it was a piece of candy that hit him.

It's very sweet, and the whole body feels like it's soaked in a honey pot.

The feeling that I had never felt before quickly swept through my body, crispy and numb, my heart was hot, and I was desperate to do something.

Nan Mingche has a feeling that he is dreaming, is it real at this moment?

Although there are many female fans in the e-sports circle, they hold up the light sign every day and shout that they like him, I like you, he has heard these four words countless times, and when they come out of her mouth, they are extremely heartwarming.

His heart has been shot for her, and since then only traces have been carved that belong to her.

Now, he wanted to hug her, he wanted to kiss her passionately.

Nan Mingche grabbed her white and tender arm and pulled her into his arms hard, wanting to kiss her sweet lips, but her thin lips were blocked by her white and slender fingers.

Nan Mingche paused slightly, and followed her gestured line of sight to see Brother Kang who was opening the door and preparing to enter the room.

Brother Kang: Is it too late for ...... to poke himself in the eye now?

He just came to see how the team was doing, talked about SH's start in the afternoon, and discussed the battle strategy by the way, but he didn't expect to see a 'thriller' scene.

What is that great god known as an ascetic male god doing?! Forcing other girls to lean in his arms, and still want to kiss them?

The image of the cold and noble god collapsed in Brother Kang's heart in an instant.

Perhaps, Erye's withdrawal from the ED team was a cover? He already knew who the demon king was, so he came to the RL team to wreak havoc?

Brother Kang's secret plot in his heart.

After all, girls will feel that they have nothing to love after falling out of love, and when the time comes, the demon king will not talk about playing games, and may not want to play the game.

Nan Mingche didn't know that Brother Kang was actually a brain emperor, and seeing that the originally good atmosphere was destroyed, his eyes became cold and fierce, and the aura on his body became more and more cold and terrifying.

Pet Ai pushed Nan Mingche away, sat up straight, and showed a bright smile to Brother Kang.

"Brother Kang." It's as if nothing had just happened.

Brother Kang glanced at her with a complicated expression, and then said to Nan Mingche: "Nan Mingche, you come out with me." ”

With that, he left the training room under pressure.

Nan Mingche stood up, grabbed her fair-skinned and round shoulders, turned her sideways, lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the forehead, "Don't be afraid, wait for me to come back." ”

The two were caught intimately in the team, and he was fully responsible as a man, and he would definitely not let his little girl feel pressure.

Pet Ai looked at his departing back, pursed her lips and smiled.

Is she afraid? Inexistent!

Nam Myung-cheol still doesn't know that she is RL's secret boss, thinking that she will give up falling in love with him because she was discovered?

He's really worried about it.

Pet Ai picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of water, put on VR glasses to enter the game, and began her journey of abusing vegetables.

The balcony of the villa.

"Smoke?" Brother Kang took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and handed it to Nan Mingche.

"I don't smoke." Nam Mingche refused.

Brother Kang lit his own cigarette, took a deep breath, and exhaled the smoke.

"I've been in RL for nearly ten years, and I was there at the beginning, watching RL go from the rising sunshine to the most dazzling existence in the league, and gradually RL fell, and even fell to the point that it needed to be relegated......"

"If we don't win the championship this time, RL will really be forgotten, and we don't want to live up to the expectations of our fans."

"Do you understand what I'm saying?" Brother Kang took out his cigarette and looked at Nan Mingche with a solemn expression.