If the rhythm is firm, one person can be let go.
Even he himself was somewhat displeased with the word Mo Nan.
Now that I think about it, it was the account "e-sports 818" who first came out to spread the news.
It's the same number as the one who wanted to give him a CP this time.
Although Feng Dashen caught a cold, it didn't affect his IQ at all.
Looks like it's time for someone to find out who is using this "e-sports 818" account, and he's not interested in being someone's wielder...
the next day.
One day off after the game.
Plus it's the weekend.
Cat, Cat and Bear ran away before dawn.
He doesn't want to be caught by the boss and make him wash the toilet.
Han Xi and Grandma Hui have a crew that wants to shoot a drama about e-sports, and they need experts to guide them on the spot, and they are picked up by their assistants as soon as they wake up.
Mo Bei and Feng Nai were the only ones left in the base.
This is nothing.
But as soon as he woke up, Mo Bei heard coughing from the bedside.
One sound was stronger than the other, and the voice quality of that person was weak at first, but now it was very hoarse, not like him.
Mo Bei paused for a moment, and his eyes were very shallow on the man's face, his brows slightly furrowed.
That kind of sickness is so serious that it can be seen at a glance.
Not just a cold, maybe a little fever.
Mo Bei took out his cell phone and called his assistant.
When I came, there were some things in the contract.
You can find an assistant for any life problems.
Hei Yan's assistant never expected to receive a call from Mo Nan one day, and his voice was a little awkward: "Ah, Mo Nan? What's wrong?"
"Captain has a fever." The five words were no more, no less, and the voice was as cold as usual.
But the assistant over there suddenly jumped up: "Why did I suddenly have a fever? What should I do? I am away from home, and it will take three hours to go back, and I can't leave now, but I have to go home again." It’s the weekend, and there’s no one in the company yet…”
The assistant turned around in a hurry, patting his head with his left hand: "It's over, it's really over, the great god's physique, it's hard to get better when he has a fever, and the national qualifiers will be in three days, so he will not plan again Play the game with a fever, what to do, what to do!"
Listening to the anxious voice over there, Mo Bei turned his black eyes slightly: "Got it."
know... what's up
The assistant looked at the phone that he had hung up on.
I wanted to call again.
I looked down and saw the WeChat message on the phone: "I take care of the captain.
Very cold tone.
But what's the matter with inexplicably making people feel very reliable
Could it be related to the other party's aura
The assistant thought it was better to call the Great God himself.
But it was obvious that Feng Nai would not accept it.
Because of his voice, he was a little impatient. After hearing the vibration, he freed one hand from under the quilt and directly blocked the caller.
The blocked assistant: …
In fact, as Xiao Nailin said, his brother's temper is not good, and when it's cold, he simply doesn't allow strangers to enter.
Feng Nai is in this state now.
The feeling of coughing is not good, and the state of the throat must not be relieved.
He wants to sleep now.
Don't even want to move.
He did hear the sound of someone getting up.
It's just that in his impression, this person should have left long ago.
After hearing the sound of water running in the bathroom again.
Feng Nai closed his eyes and frowned, with a handsome profile, he pulled the quilt up, and even the arched line of his back was full of distance.
(end of this chapter)