I heard that my ex-boyfriend is my new teammate

Shen Qiuming didn't expect that Luo Beichen would keep his soul tattooed "Kun".

He absently recalled the fleeting tattoo just now, and his flickering eyes were a little more moved.

To be honest, compared with the exquisite roc tattooed by his ex-boyfriend, the thing he tattooed is so fucking ugly that he went to grandma's house.

At first glance, I thought it was a fat-headed fish infused with soul.

This is why the KWC players would rather their captain write or speak orally than explain their tactical analysis by drawing pictures.

I really can't understand his soul painting, and if I don't understand, I will be scolded, I am really mad.

The only advantage is that it is fire-proof, anti-theft and anti-criticism.

There was once a pheasant team that was promoted from the First Division. After the lottery, they bumped into KWC, which was in the relegation stage. In the name of learning from each other, they came to the KWC base to make an appointment for a training match, trying to peek at some tactical information. of the training data.

The team's information is perfectly organized and preserved by Lushen, and outsiders can't access it at all.

On the contrary, Shen Qiuming's graffiti on the whiteboard during the meeting was so scribbled that no one wanted to clean it up, so he was left alone in the meeting room without erasing it.

It just so happened that the members of this team responsible for the black hand and the staff of the base lived and died at the speed of death. After playing hide and seek for a long time, they couldn't find anything. They saw this whiteboard in a hurry, so they took a few blurry photos and hurriedly took it back.

After returning to the team, the coaching staff on the opposite side were almost bald from the research. They couldn't figure out what the hell this painting was for a long time. They could only vaguely recognize two or three square characters squeezed into the corner of the photo, but This is of no use.

The unlucky head coach was scolded bloody by the boss and the team manager, so he could only draw a tactical pretend with a few colleagues, saying that he had cracked it before he got away with it, and finally he didn't continue to suffer The boss beat him to death.

On the day of the match, KWC was naturally able to avoid relegation. They rubbed the five opposing operators on the mortuary floor of the hospital map, shook hands with the players of the opposing team one by one, and sat back on the last train of the BPL team.

Later, for unknown reasons, this tactical map was uploaded to the Internet, and it caused quite a stir in the Black Mirror e-sports circle.

Many fans of Black Mirror players expressed that at first glance they almost thought it was a talisman drawn by a celestial master. The KWC team specially drew it on the whiteboard before the game to ward off evil spirits and water.

Immediately after the next day, Captain Xu of the emoji team reposted a comment, "Aunt Sand Sculpture, why is the tactical map you drew after so many years still so ugly and shocking? Hahahaha, your manager has no money to spare time to report it to you." Can I take a painting class to save me?"

After seeing this sentence, the players of Black Mirror realized that this is the tactical map of the KWC team, or it was produced by the top field controller Peng known as the "God's Eye".

For a while, everyone was silent.

On Weibo the next day, a miraculous #Forward this Captain Shen brand tactical evil map can break the water retrograde #Tag was quietly topped the trending search.

Manager Goubi even came here to ask the autistic person: "Why don't we release a strategy map related peripherals? The fans are looking forward to it and say that they will buy it. You see, the team is so poor recently, so it can make a little money." a little."

Shen Qiuming: "...Get out of here!"

You devils, don't I want to lose face!

The other team members laughed frantically after hearing this, as if celebrating the New Year ahead of schedule: "Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! I never thought that you have today! You have today too!"

Let’s just say it’s impossible that only the four of us can’t understand it!Still think we are stupid!

Due to Shen Qiuming's hysterical resistance and threats, this water retrograde tactical map was finally made into five small pieces for the KWC official blog to be used for the lucky draw, and given to the true fans who leave comments under the official blog.

The empty mind unconsciously recalled this scene, and Shen Qiuming couldn't help chuckling a few times, thinking that his ex-boyfriend still has that tattoo up to now is definitely his true fan.

At this time, a piece of the mattress beside him suddenly collapsed, he was so frightened that he shivered, and cautiously poked his head out to peek secretly.

Then he met his ex-boyfriend who was sitting next to him and was wearing a fat shirt with a picture of a charming Japanese manga girl.

Shen Qiuming: "..."

Shen Qiuming: "Pfft."

Luo Beichen: "...?"

Shen Qiuming: "Ahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Luo Beichen: "..."

Shen Qiuming faced the sharp gaze of his ex-boyfriend, with a look of joy on his face, and smiled at him recklessly: "It's a good match~"

As soon as the words fell, he quickly buried himself in the bed, rolling back and forth with a small smile, and hammering off the innocent soft quilt from time to time.

Uncomfortably adjusted the wide neckline, the man looked worried: "Captain, do you still have other people's clothes in your room?"

"Ruan Nuonuo won the lottery on Weibo last time. He found out that the size was too small and he couldn't wear it, so he forced it to me. Hahahaha, the captain's welfare can't open the forest?" Shen Qiuming, who was in extreme bloodshot, hurriedly rescued him.

Forcibly dragging his laughing captain out of the quilt like pulling a radish, Luo Beichen said to him sincerely with a cold face, "Oh? I'd rather see you wearing it, Captain."

"Huh?" Shen Qiuming choked with laughter like a thud.

The man said meaningfully in a low voice, "Captain Fuli", his strong and thick arms firmly suppressed Shen Qiuming, who was writhing and struggling, and firmly fixed his half body in Stitch's pajamas. In the range that I can fully control.

Being pinned down on the bed and unable to move, Shen Qiuming tried his best to calm down his messy breathing, even though at this moment he felt that his little heart would probably jump out of his throat with a light leap.

After calming down, he forced his head up and said to the expressionless ex-boyfriend above him, "Shen Luo, are you overdoing it?"

Luo Beichen curled his thin lips when he heard the words, and continued to maintain the posture of imprisoning Shen Qiuming in his own domain.

Looking calmly at the ex-boyfriend's clear eyes, the man replied calmly and calmly: "I don't think it's too much, you owe me."

Shen Qiuming was stunned for a second, and then suddenly realized that his ex-boyfriend had something to say.

He lowered his eyes, dodging the blazing gaze that was cast straight on him, and felt a little upset for a while.

Unnaturally turning his head away, he perfunctorily opened his mouth and skillfully recited the skillful and insincere apology Bible: "I'm sorry, I'm guilty, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm not human."

Luo Beichen: "..."

Ha ha.

The man was almost laughed angrily by him, his eyes darkened, and he sneered impatiently: "How many years have passed, and his mouth is still as shameful as he was about to be beaten when he was a child."

"Anyway, it's the most useful for my family, Ah Chen." Shen Qiuming's mouth quickened, and he subconsciously blurted out this sentence.

After saying that, both of them were taken aback, this is Shen Qiuming's usual coquettish quotation when he made his little boyfriend angry again.

Taking advantage of the moment when his ex-boyfriend's head was temporarily short-circuited, Shen Qiuming quickly regained control of his body with sharp eyesight and quick hands, and in the next second he lifted the quilt and quickly buried him in it.

Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck! ! ! ! ! !

Use a hammer ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! ! !

What the hell am I talking about? ! ! ! !

Now is the time to act like a baby to Ah Chen, you idiot! ! ! ! !

Ah Wei is dead, burn paper for something.

.........

When he came back to his senses, the man found that his ex-boyfriend was already frozen in bed, pretending to be a thousand-year-old tortoise pretending to be dead.

It is estimated that even if there is an earthquake outside, he, Shen Qiuming, will still be able to hold the quilt for eternity.

The man glanced gloomyly at the white hillock protruding from under his body, clicked his tongue rather irritably, and after a little irritability appeared in his eyes, it quickly faded away like a tide.

After hesitating for a moment, he leaned his head closer to the "snow mountain" that vaguely traced the outline of the other party's ear, and pleaded in a hoarse voice: "So you still don't plan to tell me the truth about that year, Shen Qiuming?"

What responded to him was Shen Qiuming's head that shrunk even further.

I had expected the result to be like this, the man sighed, and continued to endure in a low and hoarse voice condescendingly: "Seven years, Shen Qiuming, I have been waiting for seven full years and you still don't want to tell me Do you make me feel that my life in that love is both ridiculous and pathetic. "

"If you don't love me, why did you provoke me back then? In your eyes, is love such a cheap and disposable thing?"

"Staying on the lonely sea level for seven years, I'm tired, really."

"I won't wait for you to fly back, my silly bird."

"Don't make me feel unworthy."

The person hiding under the quilt clenched his fists, his lips and teeth trembling unreasonably.

He bit his lower lip tightly, his teeth sunk deep in that piece of soft flesh, his lips were bitten bloody, and his mouth smelled of rust.

……

A dead silence.

The man still didn't get the slightest response, the light in his eyes gradually darkened, and his heart sank little by little.

He didn't want to say much, he lowered his head and took a deep look at Shen Qiuming, then got up and walked out.

At this moment, his elbow was suddenly grabbed firmly and firmly by a palm sticking out from under the quilt.

Feeling a little throbbing in his heart, Luo Beichen stopped and turned his head slowly.

At this time, Shen Qiuming had already lifted the quilt, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at him without saying a word.

His face was pale from blood loss, a blush appeared in the corners of his eyes, and there seemed to be no water, and a few small drops of blood appeared on his lips, which were quickly licked away by the red tip of his tongue...

The whole look like I can't bear this grievance.

Seeing this scene, the man's breath stagnated: "You..."

"You—stop being so damn self-righteous!"

Shen Qiuming suddenly shouted sharply.

He opened his eyes slightly because of his excitement, raised his neck as if he was trying to kill him, and growled angrily at the man, his eyes were tainted with faint sparks.

"What do you know? Did you think I wanted to break up with you?"

"Why the hell don't you go and ask your noble mother who has always looked at me like a wild dog, what kind of shit did you say to me?"

He didn't want to say it at first, and he also harbored a self-esteem that he couldn't bear to lose.

But in the end -

Uneasy!