Chapter 288
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Ning Meng had never thought that there would be such a tradition in an eSports competition.
She widened her eyes and looked at the man who was slowly lowering his head. Looking at his face that was getting closer and closer to her, and his skin that did not have a single pore, before he kissed her, a strange thought popped into her mind. What brand of skincare did Lord Chen use? How did he maintain his skin so well?
As soon as the thought came out of her mind, she felt his warm lips on hers.
After all, it was a public place. This kiss was light and short. It only lasted for about two seconds before they separated.
The crowd started to jeer again, causing Ning Meng's face to turn red.
Did people who watched eSports competitions play around like this?
Her body was a little stiff. She had always been a thick-skinned person, but now, she could not take it anymore. She looked at the big screen again and realized that the camera was still pointing at her.
It had been half a minute, right?
Ning Meng's eyes widened. She clenched her fists and made a begging gesture.
Huo Beichen, who was beside her, let out a low laugh.
The host was also interacting with them on the stage. "The cameraman is not leaving. Does that mean he wants another one?"
As soon as this was said, the crowd followed suit and shouted, "Another one! Another one!"
Ning Meng was speechless.
She covered her face!
Huo Beichen, who was standing beside her, was the calmest. Even though his ears were a little red, he still calmly said, "No, she's shy."
After saying this, he took the opportunity to stretch out his hand and let Ning Meng hide her face in his arms. Then, he coldly glanced at the camera.
The cameraman behind the scenes was scared out of his wits when he looked at him like this. Finally, he switched to someone else.
Ning Meng was still covering her face and asked anxiously, "Is it cut?"
Huo Beichen saw that she had shrunk her head, and the smile on his face became even wider. Feeling her hair brushing past his face, he used his hand to press down on her head and said slowly, "Let me see!"
He looked up at the big screen and saw that it was cutting to the professional player who had just entered the arena. Because God was a newcomer and he was very handsome, the camera paused on him for a while.
God stood where he was and looked up at the big screen. He seemed to be shocked by something. There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes, but he quickly recovered and smiled.
The boy was clean and dressed in CM's white uniform. His face was even more exquisite than a celebrity's, and it caused the crowd to whisper, "Who is this? So handsome! "
Huo Beichen sneered in his heart.
At least God knew what was good for him. If he still had unrealistic fantasies about Ning Meng, he would have to use some tricks to keep Ning Meng away from him.
As he was thinking, the girl in his arms asked again, "You haven't cut it yet?"
Huo Beichen's gaze, which had just turned cold, slowly melted. He patted the girl's head, and her soft hair twirled around his fingertips. After he was satisfied, he said, "Cut it."
Phew.
Ning Meng heaved a sigh of relief and raised her head.
Because it was stuffy, her cheeks were burning hot. She fanned herself with her hand and looked around. "Seriously, this has been shining on us for at least two minutes. How can it be so long?"
Huo Beichen did not say anything else.
Just when she was about to say something, a figure suddenly came from the side. It was Lu Jiahao, who stared at her viciously. "Mrs. Huo?"
His voice was laced with sarcasm. "You're looking for a gigolo behind Mr. Huo's back? Are you so open about it now?"
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