There are many posters everywhere in the crowd. The enthusiasm of fans is like a fire, burning a mess.

Mobei looks down at the help poster left by the owner under his feet.

God K on the front and I like you on the back.

Subconsciously, Mobei stooped to pick it up

Wang Dongdong suddenly understood something beside him. He was very sad: "I thought you had changed, man. I didn't expect you to do this kind of plan. Did you know that God K said that he liked clean people in the interview, so you would dye your hair back black. It's very clever!"

Mobei opens her mouth. She wants to say that her hair has always been this color. But she thinks that she is playing her brother now. She can only raise the corners of her mouth. She is helpless.

"God, really! In order that I can live, you really can't be the same as before! " Wang Dongdong looks serious: "you don't want to meet God K here. Let's go now!"

Mobei is funny: "it's too exaggerated for you."

"You've forgotten how you held people's thighs last time, and you have to express your love to them!" Wang Dongdong is like a walking expression bag: "I exaggerate? What I exaggerate most at that time is that I didn't stop you! "

Moberton for a moment, to the mouth of the words choked back, she? Holding a man's thigh, expressing his love?

"Come on, let's go!" Wang Dongdong is still urging. He is afraid that when he sees K God, he will not move!

Mobei didn't explain much either. He could see the black and red uniforms in the crowd.

is as like as two peas in a short time, and her suitcase has a uniform uniform.

It's really fate Mobei's thin lips hook a moment, thinking of going to the exit with the least number of people, but didn't think she just turned around and hit something.

This scene happened so suddenly that the man pulled back with his long legs, but still didn't escape

"God K!"

The assistant behind the man wants to pull away his young master, but it's too late.

The two men had already bumped into each other, and they were still in a very ambiguous position.

Rub the tip of the nose, Mobei did not have time to feel the pain, the good smell of tobacco lemon mixed breath on the whole poured in.

The opposite side is looking at her, the eyebrows are wrinkled, the back is slightly arched because of bending, the team uniform is slightly slipped because of her dragging, revealing the sexy clavicle inside. At a glance, it is a translucent cold white color, like a good porcelain jade, noble and ascetic.

At this time, Mobei realized that she seemed to be in each other's arms?

His face was stained with the surplus temperature of the man's chest, and Mobei was a little confused with the fever, and his limbs stopped with him.

Maybe it's too close. When Mobei raised his eyes, it seemed that he could touch the breath of that person.

Fortunately, wearing a mask on the other side's face, the pure black color, covering the face, only showing a pair of lingering eyes, but it is permeated with clear, indifferent and chilling

She knows the man.

Even though he still wears a black mask on his face, it doesn't feel wrong.

Mobei still clearly remembers what he saw on the screen a year ago.

A figure in the rear without any support of teammates, all the way to kill each other's blood pool, with a pair of five, Jedi counterattack, won the championship.

Since then, Mobei has remembered the game ID, king.

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