Ning Meng never imagined that there is such a tradition in e-sports competitions.

She widened her eyes, watching the man's head slowly lowering, looking at his approaching face, and the skin without a trace of pores, before he kissed him, even a strange thing came into his mind I don’t know what brand of skincare products my grandfather uses, how can it be kept so good?

As soon as the thought came out, I felt the warm lips sticking up.

After all, the kiss was light and short, just after touching it for about two seconds, it broke apart.

There was another coy scream at the scene, making Ning Meng's face flushed.

Do people who watch eSports games play like this?

Her body was a little stiff, and people with thick skin always couldn't bear it. She looked at the big screen again and found that the camera was naughty and was still facing her.

Is this half a minute?

Ning Meng's eyes widened, her fists clenched, and she made a begging gesture.

Beside, Huo Beichen snorted and chuckled again.

The host also interacted with them on stage: "Photography teacher does not leave, means another one?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone shouted, "One more, one more!"

Ning Meng: "..."

She covered her face!

Huo Beichen, who was next to him, was more calm, even though there was some redness at the base of the ear, but she still spoke lightly: "No, she is shy."

After speaking, he took the opportunity to reach out and let Ning Meng hide his face in his arms. His cool eyes glanced lightly at the camera.

The photographer behind the scene was so frightened by his glance that he finally switched others.

Ning Meng still covered her face and asked nervously: "Is it cut?"

Huo Beichen saw the girl with her head shrunk, her smile on her lips was fuller, and felt her hair cut across his cheek. He pressed her head with his hand and said slowly, "Let me see!"

He glanced up at the big screen, and it happened to cut into the professional player who just entered, because God is a newcomer and looks handsome, and the camera stayed a little bit on him.

God stood there, looking up at the big screen, as if surprised by something. His eyes showed a touch of loss, but he quickly recovered and smiled.

The boy was clean, wearing CM's white uniform, and had a more delicate face than the star, causing everyone to discuss below: "Who is this? So handsome!"

Huo Beichen sneered in his heart.

It's still God consciousness, if he still has unrealistic illusions about Ning Meng, then even if he is a trick, he should keep Ning Meng away from him.

Thinking about it, the girl in her arms asked again: "Not cut yet?"

Huo Beichen's eyes turned cold and melted slowly. He patted the girl's head, and the soft hair was wrapped around his fingertips. After he had enough addiction, he began to say: "cut it."

"call."

Ning Meng was relieved and raised his head.

Because of her boredom, her cheeks were hot. She fanned with her hand and looked around: "Really, it took us two minutes to take a full picture. Where has it been for so long?"

Huo Beichen didn't speak anymore.

Just when she was about to say something more, a figure suddenly came up next to her, and Lu Jiahao stared at her in a vicious manner: "Mrs. Huo?"

His voice was mixed with sarcasm: "Is Mr. Huo behind, looking for a small white face outside, are they all so bright and upright?"