I heard that my ex-boyfriend is my new teammate

Shen Qiuming hesitated again and again, but he still felt that it would be easy for the two of them, as professional players, to go out to eat and drink in the street and cause trouble.

Not wanting to take the risk of being penalized to write a self-criticism, he hurriedly slipped back into the room, took out two masks from the suitcase and handed them to Luo Beichen, one for each person.

Luo Beichen stared down at the shiny green pattern on the mask on his palm, clicked his tongue, and commented mercilessly, "Ugly."

"Let me be healthy," Shen Qiuming moved his head to take a look, and said slowly, "It's okay, if you want to live a decent life, you must wear some green on your face."

Mrs. Luo hadn't realized that his bad mouth was really trying to find a reason for him to be arrested and killed every day.

Luo Beichen sneered, raised his eyebrows and squinted at him, "So why is it a frog?"

"...Sad frog, internet celebrity emoji pack, very popular, trendy." Shen Qiuming said a little guilty, he didn't dare to tell the truth, in fact, he used to buy daily necessities for free.

Luo Beichen grudgingly hummed, then looked at the mask in his hand, and asked sullenly, "What about yours?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Qiuming obediently spread out his palms, revealing a dog's head on the printed fabric, raised his neck and said with a smile, "I, God Annoying Dog, we just make a good pair."

He started talking nonsense and making up stories again.

Luo Beichen nodded in satisfaction, no longer entangled, "One thing to say, indeed."

"..."

Shen Qiuming felt that his dignity was insulted by his boyfriend turning the corner, so he ground his teeth and pretended to be casual, "Do you mean the first half of the sentence or the second half?"

The corners of Luo Beichen's mouth opened slightly, his eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "From the beginning to the end, a whole sentence."

Shen Qiuming: "..."

Oh shit, are you thinking that he is annoying and arrogant, just like his picture?

Fuck.

Shen Qiuming thought this way, pursed his mouth in displeasure, and said vaguely after putting on the mask, "Success, then don't hold hands with me later, I don't want to be walked as a dog by you."

Luo Beichen couldn't help laughing, obviously he was a little liar who came here at the beginning, and he still didn't forget what he said before, his mind was smaller than the tip of a needle.

"Wrong," fingertips hooked Shen Qiuming's messy strands of hair around his ears, Luo Beichen half-closed his eyes, and lazily said, "I'm talking about small herbivorous animals, not dogs."

This is to tell him not to take his seat according to the number, and to wrong the honest man.

Shen Qiuming took off his mask, gave him a chuckle, then quickly hung up and said coolly, "I'm sorry, I'm a vegetable dog. From tomorrow onwards, I will be a vegetarian dog. I won't let anyone mess around."

Luo Beichen: "..."

Lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot, Mr. Luo had a premonition that he would be on fire with the wife of the fire department who was on duty in the future.

In the end, Luo Beichen silently took out two pieces of fruit candies of a familiar brand from his pocket, and stuffed them into Shen Qiuming's hands. He was used to buying his wife so openly.

Shen Qiuming saw that he had gotten a little bit of money from his boyfriend, the corners of his mouth were raised high with pride, and he snorted rather arrogantly, like a kitten with its tail upturned and yelling at its master.

He happily took Luo Beichen's hand and took a step forward, missing the sly smile in the eyes of the man following him.

It wasn't until he was halfway on the way that Shen Qiuming suddenly remembered why his mother's two pieces of candy were glued to him.

He's so easy to coax, as long as his boyfriend gives him some sweetness, and then gives him a step down, he can't wait to roll into the other's arms, without any arrogance of iron bones, it's a loss.

Then he thought about it again, in front of love, love, his little awkward temper was nothing.

Money can't buy me, I'm happy.

Facts proved that Shen Qiuming was overthinking, the restaurant was a little far from the hotel, and the two finally chose to take a taxi there.

Shen Qiuming pushed open the box and walked in. The first time he saw the shiny spicy red pot in the middle of the box, he felt that his ass was going to be finished tonight.

He forgot, your congee brother, who is a spicy addict, likes to eat hot pot with the air conditioner turned on in summer, and you don't like anything spicy.

At the same time, Congee, who was sitting on the chair, just wanted to say hello to his good brother, and then saw the big devil behind Shen Qiuming's ass, and felt that the world was suddenly unscientific up.

A bold and unbelievable idea exploded in his mind, and Congee subconsciously touched the cigarette case in his trouser pocket, which calmed him down.

After calming down a bit, Congee took a sip of the tea on the table, and Le Jinjin teased: "I said, Old Shen, I told you to bring your wife, and you take your vice team? Good brothers on the court, good husband and wife off the court? It's a big joke."

Shen Qiuming pulled Luo Beichen to find a seat and sat down, looked at Congee who was pretending to be calm, and bent his eyes: "Who's joking with you?"

Congee: "..."

Shen Qiuming made an introductory gesture, and said happily, "Old Congee, my wife, the number one breakthrough player in Asia, do you know?"

His tone was full of showing off, like a primary school student.

Congee, who was single for ten thousand years, received [-] points of critical damage. He couldn't figure out how the Gaoling Zhihua, who had broken through, was attacked by a smooth-talking wild boar within a few months after returning to China.

Stop it, are you trying to ruin Chinese e-sports!

Do you like it!You're just jealous of his looks, you're despicable!

Congee cleared his throat, and said with a complicated expression: "Old Shen, it's unnecessary, it's really unnecessary, online shopping for sorcery, insects, and so on can both burn money and hurt your body, love should pay attention to the gratification of two emotions, you love me, I want to twist it The melons are not sweet."

Shen Qiuming: "..."

Didn't you just get fucked down?

If you don't agree with each other, you will open your mouth and shut up if you are the one, brother.

Shen Qiuming gave Congee a hard look when he heard the words, then turned his head to Luo Beichen who was sitting next to him, nudged him flatteringly with his elbow: "Brother Chen, speak for yourself."

Luo Beichen's eyes fell on the hot pot full of red hot peppers floating on the table, his eyes darkened slightly, and he glanced at him casually, "What did you say?"

Shen Qiuming hooked his neck violently, and approached his face without any shame in front of the old captain of the club next door. He was so strong as to die, and said with a smile: "Come on, say you love me."

"..."

When Luo Beichen heard the words, his thin lips curled slightly, and he lowered his head and gently pecked at the tip of his nose, "Well, you love me."

The corners of Shen Qiuming's eyes twitched slightly, and he withdrew it when he saw it was good, "I won't take any advantage of it, it's really easy for you to lose me like this, Baby Luo."

Luo Beichen smiled, "Just because of how silly you are drooling at my abs every time, do you know how much patience it took me to not be willing to throw you out of the window?"

Every time after finishing it, it is full of someone's tooth marks shining brightly.

Shen Qiuming choked: "...dbq, I was wrong!"

Congee was stuffed with dog food by the self-selling behavior of the team next door, and he was very depressed. He was also a monk temple, but it turned out that he was selling dog meat as a trick, and Jiayuan Club Shi Hammer.

He twitched the corner of his mouth: "...Damn it, I said, do you two still eat this hot pot?"

If he didn't eat any more, he would have fed the couple.

"Eat, eat, eat! It's rare for grandpa to treat you with porridge. If you don't eat it, you won't give you face!"

Shen Qiuming yelled, summarizing what happened just now, and started to pour in the fresh ingredients on the table.

"Wait," Luo Beichen stopped his hand, "I'll ask the waiter to bring you a clean pot."

If you don't want to eat half your ass on fire.

Congee smiled slightly, it's not that he didn't report, it's not time yet, "I'm sorry, this place only sells red pot, the signature feature of City E."

Luo Beichen's face darkened, thinking about whether to change restaurants, anyway, he is not short of money.

Shen Qiuming stared at the piles of meat on the table, swallowed, and said hastily: "Brother Chen, just wash me with water twice."

Luo Beichen: "No—"

Shen Qiuming sued him with grief and indignation on his face: "I'm starving to death because of excessive consumption. Who are you to blame! Do you have a little b in your heart! It's over, it's over, the puppy of love is going to die!"

Luo Beichen: "..."

Congee: "...?"

He wondered if he knew too much before retiring, would he be killed?

Luo Beichen paused for a moment, finally sighed helplessly and said, "Stop yelling, I'll go get a pot of hot water."

Satisfied, Shen Qiuming raised his eyebrows: "There are more!"

Luo Beichen coughed lightly and lowered his voice, "Please kind Mrs. Luo to bring our puppy of love back to life."

The corners of Shen Qiuming's mouth rose wildly, he moved his buttocks, and leaned over to give him a soft kiss on the side of his face, "Honey, this is the arrangement!"

Congee: "..."

His single puppy let out a bark.

Mrs. Luo held the green vegetables that had been cooked four times on the chopsticks, and wanted to hold the dog's head and slammed it again, but Mr. Luo hid it first.

Shen Qiuming and Congee made jokes as usual, and exchanged a wave of business talk. Luo Beichen spent all his attention on brushing up ingredients for his boyfriend, listening to their conversation and occasionally echoing a few words.

While talking, Congee suddenly changed the topic.

"Old Shen," Congee said after drinking, his face was flushed with drunkenness, but his eyes seemed clear and bright, "I'm going to retire, this season is over."

The news of Congee God's retirement was no less than a thunderclap, which could instantly wake up everyone in the e-sports circle.

But Shen Qiuming had a premonition, and nodded understandingly, and continued to fight with Qingcai to the end, "Mr. Congee, if you want to rest, rest."

Congee took a sip of the wine, half-closed his eyes, and murmured, "To be honest, I just didn't expect my final ending to be like this."

He knew that it was not scary to be sprayed, the scariest thing was to leave the stage in obscurity.

He stared at the dwindling drink in the glass, his eyes were hazy, flickering with bits and pieces of confusion, "I didn't think of retiring at first, but they don't want me anymore."

Veterans don't die, they just fade away.

Shen Qiuming was startled, tapped the table lightly, and said slowly, "Then you can find another way out, I don't believe there is no team that doesn't want you, God of Porridge."

Congee shook his head, with a hint of helpless bitterness in the corner of his mouth, "Old Shen, you know, I won't go to other teams in Black Mirror."

Despite the unpredictable environment around people, this veteran always sticks to his promise, his oath, his love and righteousness, and his original intention remains unchanged.

Congee lowered his eyelids, and the smog covered his red eyes just right. He said in a husky voice, "I also want to find the way, but the more I go, the darker it gets."

Shen Qiuming was so distressed that he took a deep breath.

He said, "Then find another way, and I will pave a way for you."

"The wilderness branch of KWC is interested in learning about it?"

It couldn't be more enjoyable to cause Old Dog Xiao some trouble.