Ning Meng never thought that e-sports competitions would have such a tradition.
She widened her eyes, watching the man slowly lowering his head, watching his face getting closer and closer, and the skin without a trace of pores. Before he kissed her, she even felt a strange feeling in her mind.
Just an idea, I don’t know what brand of skin care products Chenye uses and how he maintains it so well?
As soon as the thought came out, I felt the warm lips touching her.
After all, it was in public, so the kiss was light and short. They only touched each other for about two seconds before they broke apart.
The scene was filled with boos and boos again, making Ning Meng's face turn red.
Are all people watching e-sports games so playful?
Her body was a little stiff, and she, who had always been a thick-skinned person, couldn't bear it anymore. She looked at the big screen again and found that the camera was naughty and was still facing her.
Has it been half a minute?
Ning Meng's eyes widened, and she clenched her hands into fists, making a gesture of begging for mercy.
Next to him, Huo Beichen chuckled again.
The host also interacted with them on stage: "If the photography teacher doesn't leave, does that mean there will be another one?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone shouted: "One more, one more!"
Ning Meng: “…”
She covered her face!
Huo Beichen next to him was relatively calm. Even though his ears were a little red, he still said calmly: "She won't come, she is shy."
After finishing speaking, he took the opportunity to stretch out his hand, letting Ning Meng hide her face in his arms, and glanced at the camera with her cold eyes.
The photographer behind the scenes was frightened and felt guilty for a while when he looked at him like this, and finally switched to someone else.
Ning Meng still covered her face and asked nervously: "Has it been cut?"
When Huo Beichen saw the girl shrinking her head, the smile on her lips became fuller. He felt her hair brushing his cheek. He pressed her head with his hand and said slowly, "Let me take a look!"
I glanced up at the big screen, and it happened to cut to a professional player who had just entered the scene. Because god was a newcomer and he was handsome, the camera stayed on him for a while.
God stood there, looking up at the big screen, as if he was shocked by something. There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes, but he quickly recovered and smiled.
The boy was clean and tidy, wearing a white uniform with a height of 1.5cm, and his face was more delicate than that of a celebrity. It caused everyone below to talk: "Who is this? He is so handsome!"
Huo Beichen sneered in his heart.
If God still had unrealistic illusions about Ning Meng, then he would have to use some means to keep Ning Meng away from him.
While I was thinking about it, the girl in my arms asked again: "It hasn't been cut yet?"
Huo Beichen's eyes turned cold at first, but then slowly melted. He patted the girl's head, and the soft hair was entangled with his fingertips. After feeling satisfied, he said, "I'll cut it."
"call."
Ning Meng breathed a sigh of relief and raised his head.
Her cheeks were hot because she was bored. She fanned her hands and looked around: "Really, you were looking at us for two minutes. How could it take so long?"
Huo Beichen said nothing.
Just when she was about to say something more, a figure suddenly came over from beside her. Lu Jiahao stared at her sinisterly: "Mrs. Huo?"
His voice was mixed with sarcasm: "Going behind Mr. Huo's back and looking for a pretty boy, are you so aboveboard?"