Book 1:The eSports King's Crush

Chapter 95

Chapter 95: Only His Wife Can Stay With Him

He was getting those two to put band-aids on each other?

The assistant’s hand slipped and the vehicle almost changed lanes!

Mo Bei was just about to speak when something was directly pressed against her face.

It was a band-aid.

The other person’s slender finger was slightly cold, just like the smile hanging on his lips. “You gotta treasure this face, Little Brother.”

Although that was what he said, the finger did not press hard on her face. Instead, the minty tobacco scent that followed was rather thick.

It was probably because he smoked often.

He retracted his hand once he finished putting a band-aid on. He acted as if he was dealing with a work-related task. He was very nonchalant, and his gaze was so mild that no emotions could be read.

His motive for doing so was very obvious.

It was so that Little Lin would not notice anything.

Little Lin was indeed satisfied. “You’re acting more like good friends now. Little Brother, put a band-aid on my brother too. He’s too tall, I can’t even reach him.”

Mo Bei, who didn’t mind, picked up a band-aid.

“No need.” Feng Nai wiped his own face with his finger and rejected the offer straightforwardly. Then, he tugged up his collar and put on his mask, his eyes narrowing slightly as he instructed his brother, “Wake me up when we’re home, Trouble Lin.”

Little Lin muttered, “Okay.” Then, he turned to complain to Mo Bei. “Little Brother, is my brother often like this when he’s with the battle team too? Is he only sleeping other than playing games?”

Mo Bei responded coolly with an “mm” sound. The right side of her face, where the band-aid was, was slightly turned. The rays of the evening sun shone in and happened to spill on the skin there. In combination with her aloof and refined aura, she seemed like an icy prince-like existence.

Little Lin watched from the side and sighed. “As expected, it depends on who’s wearing the band-aid. Little Brother, you look so handsome like that.”

Feng Nai could hear sounds while he slept.

His tall and slim figure fidgeted.

As an ultra-straight male, Feng Nai was ultimately very resistant to the fact that he had kissed a man.

Even though that rascal was really good-looking, he wasn’t interested.

The distance from school to the Fengs’ house was one and a half times bigger than going to the battle team’s apartment.

Mo Bei had seen rich houses before.

Back in Sovereign Union, she had been the youngest, so Master would always bring her to the Qins for dinner, afraid that she wouldn’t grow tall if she only ate steamed buns.

The Qins were a military family, so they stayed in the military compound. Regardless of how rich they were, they stayed there.

However, the Fengs were different.

Mo Bei thought that such a forest-style garden villa usually only appeared in comics.

Ciel’s abode in Black Butler was a good example.

Roses weaved around the white fences with an old English yet also European flair. The garden was made of grass plots.

A gentle, graceful figure stood there in a white top and a long skirt. Her disposition was mellow, and her age couldn’t be calculated.