After finishing the out-of-print painting for the sand sculpture captain of the team next door in the early morning, Shen Qiuming exuded a sense of satisfaction from sublimation of the soul, and curled up peacefully in the bed to catch up on sleep.

In the end, he hadn't finished his dream of Uncle Shen heroically rescuing Miss Luo from four goblins when he was woken up by his own jungler knocking on the door outside.

The sledge hammer is eighty and the small hammer is forty, as if being kicked out by the decoration team to start a new business.

Ruan Nuonuo slammed on the door like he was insane, and at the same time, he was not afraid of death outside the door of the captain's room imitating Aunt Xue's loud voice and shouting: "Shen Qiuming! Open the door! Open the door, open the door, open the door! You have the ability Why can't you open the door as a team tyrant!"

Shen Qiuming: "..."

Where did the stinky pig come from, tooting here.

The team tyrant was so quarreled that the word "temper" was written all over his face, and he felt that it was necessary to sanction this melon teammate who hadn't hit the house for three days.

For example, refer to HEHE Team Chief Chi's practice, and abuse the thorns in the team who dared to challenge the authority of the team in the solo game into grapes, wine, night light, etc...

Just thinking about it makes me a little excited.

So the old captain stood up and jumped up, intending to get up and teach the jungler what "respect your old father" is. Unexpectedly, there was a violent convulsion in the calf of both feet, which caused the take-off to fail.

Accidentally sticking to the pot, Shen Qiuming fell back into the soft bed, and yawned lazily, "Since it is God's will, no wonder I stayed in bed."

Anyway, he has long been used to his old problem of leg cramps, and his endurance has reached the peak level. As long as he doesn't move especially, he can easily get through it every time.

Thinking that it was Ruan Nuonuo, the idiot, who came to invite the double row to score in the live broadcast, Shen Qiuming quickly grabbed the fluffy pillow on the side with his extraordinary hands, wrapped his ears on both sides tightly with it, and lay down straight. Fell on the bed and played dead.

Shen Qiuming still remembers that he was young and frivolous and rushed to score points with Ruan Nuonuo. As a result, this black car driver who often overturned his car strangely during the live broadcast finally made his team leader kneel down eight times in a row, causing him to almost have a myocardial infarction.

After receiving the hard lesson, he didn't want to ride the death roller coaster driven by Ruan Nuonuo again. The car driven by other drivers only cost money, and the car driven by his own jungler not only cost money but also killed him.

For the sake of harmony and friendship within the team in the new season, Captain Shen does not want to harm our teammates anymore.

The only thing he wants to do at the moment is to get back under the covers and get a good night's sleep, mentally preparing for tomorrow's meeting with Kun, who is a new breakthrough in writing and reads as his ex-boyfriend.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Qiuming yelled out the door angrily, "I haven't slept enough yet, I jump up and down every day to harass you! If you have a crush on the captain, just tell me! You're fine, I don't deserve it. Please back off, next one!"

The effect was immediate, and the loud knocking on the door stopped immediately.

Shen Qiuming's ears are sharp, and at this moment, he could vaguely hear Ruan Nuonuo's happy fat man muttering ferociously outside: "The Spicy Chicken Team ruined my youth, wasted my money, my mind was messed up, and my sexuality forced me to push it." ..."

After listening to Ruan Nuonuo's incomparably touching rap, Shen Qiuming's face was sloppy, indicating that his IQ was offended.

To be reasonable, Ruan Xiaopang uttered wild words in front of the door to slander the captain's nonsense, so he didn't bother to care about it. It's understandable that the jungler was unconscious in the morning.

Only "chaotic, me, sexuality, and orientation", you fucking say that, spread it out and believe it! ! !

"Crazy you!" Shen Qiuming couldn't help swearing, and he felt really wronged for his mother to open the door for wronged.

After peeling off the crumpled quilt, he was full of grievances and was about to get in and go back to sleep, but there was another damned forceful knock on the door of the room.

Shen Qiuming smacked his lips hard, thinking that this fat man is endless, does he really want to be caught and beaten by him before he can be honest?

At first Abbot Shen was furious at Tang Sanzang by the melon-piercing monkeys outside, but now the rhythm of the knock on the door made him feel inexplicably familiar after listening to it for a while.

So after going through the series of familiar melodies in his mind, Shen Qiuming finally realized what kind of flirt this knock was——

Wagner's "Wedding March".

Niubi, brother dei.

Shen Qiuming was taken aback by the suddenly educated and scary jungler outside the door, and even the pillow that wrapped his head in an Arabian slap fell off.

He wondered if Gun Gun really couldn't think about it, he lost his sexuality, and then was triggered a new switch of some wonderful skill.

"Hey, it's really none of my business to be gay. I'll just be the one to blame me." Shen Qiuming was frightened by his success in brain supplementation, and looked at the quilt in a flustered look. impotent rage.

Maybe wait until tomorrow, players will add another one to Black Mirror's classic joke, such as what...

In the past, there was a brainless man who set fire to the bottom of the mountain prison and sat through it.

Today, some gay bad teammates of P God are in jail.

Shen Qiuming: "..." My day.

Let him go, an old Internet addict!

The strong desire to survive forced Shen Qiuming to send a text message to consult his confidant coach Lu Shen. If the other party encounters his current situation, should he beat his own jungler on the floor without saying a word, or Beat up.

He turned over the quilt a few times, and when Shen Qiuming finally found out his weather-beaten old phone from a corner of the bed, he unfortunately found that the phone turned off automatically after it ran out of battery.

On the shiny black screen tempered glass film, only his super invincible handsome face and a chicken coop killing Matt hairstyle that can be completely ignored are reflected. After a long time, it is quite a bit of a Chinese Renaissance the taste of.

Shen Qiuming, who was physically disabled and determined, gave up calling for help outside the court, and chose to fall to the ground and die under the quilt, becoming a quiet and beautiful man.

It wasn't until he couldn't bear the "Wedding March" that the knocking on the door was getting louder and louder that he was sitting up by Zhongbei when he was dying, and slowly moved to the side of the bed.

Shen Qiuming clicked his tongue, and got out of bed in a fit of anger, "Gun Gun is really fucking life and death, hold on."

Stretching his half-numbed left leg with difficulty, and then dragging his completely numb right leg, Shen Qiuming staggered and supported the wall, limped to the door, and finally opened the door for the real warrior .

As soon as a narrow gap was opened in the door, Shen Qiuming half-closed his eyes, and couldn't wait to say something flirty: "Bold and unreasonable, you are so brave, do you want to make your captain tired? Excessive sudden death and then plotting to collude!"

"I'll tell you that's impossible. You were born as a son of our old Shen family, and you will die as a son of our old Shen family!"

"..."

After a while, he found that Ruan Nuonuo's habitual complaints had not yet come from his ears. The sense of crisis cultivated in the field for many years made him faintly aware that there seemed to be a slight sense of something wrong in the air.

But Shen Qiu held the arrogant idea that he was in the team base anyway, who wanted to fight in groups and who was afraid of who, and felt that even if the one standing outside the door was Bigfish who had discovered his true identity and came to retaliate, he would not hesitate.

So he hummed a little tune calmly, and opened the whole door with a bold swipe.

Then fuck, saw the new world.

"..."

"..."

Outside the door, there is no Bigfish who was deceived by him when he was married last time and went to the club to avenge his revenge, but there is a boyfriend who was dumped by him six years ago and now comes to collect debts from him.

It's just that if these two people meet one day, they may find that they have an unexpected like-mindedness with each other.

Like in terms of what hatred for a petty liar is worth.

At this time, Captain Shen, who was wearing a golden one-piece Pikachu pajamas, was dumbfounded, and he was speechless with his handsome ex-boyfriend who had a handsome and handsome face.

The only feeling in his heart at the moment is, who the hell told him that Wuli Luoshen will be airdropped to the base tomorrow?

There is an inner ghost, and the transaction is terminated.

In Shen Qiuming's eyes, what he saw at this moment was his neatly dressed and handsome ex-boyfriend standing expressionlessly at the door of his room, with an imminent aura hidden between his brows. He looks like a liar and a civilized debt collector.

And he, a Pokémon who didn't wake up.

Oh Mara Fakshett.

Shen Qiuming has never been so eager to hope that his pajamas are actually a yellow-skinned mouse superpower suit, the kind that can add a hundred thousand million volts of special effects, as long as he is duang, he will instantly electrify his ex-boyfriend standing at the door Amnesia.

But now he is neither e-sports player Yang Yongxin nor Black Mirror Pika Qiu, just a humble old captain who is weak and helpless but can be cute and gossip.

The two sides remained silent for a while, and the atmosphere gradually became anxious.

I don't know what to say.

...Why don't you give your ex-boyfriend a fork first?

Shen Qiuming thought about it carefully for three seconds, and felt that this routine was okay, not too difficult, and his waist was fine.

But wave after wave of tingling sensations from his paralyzed legs reminded him that he was now a cramp-legged brother-in-law.

Shen Qiuming, whose brain was short-circuited, did not believe in evil. He gritted his teeth and stomped on the ground the yellow cotton slippers with Pikachu's cute round feet.

As a result, his calf just twitched and he couldn't stand still. He jumped forward like a moth to a flame, so violently he slammed into the arms of his ex-boyfriend, and his hands inevitably touched the other's body.

Shen Qiuming: "...fuck."

I'm well, I'm dead.

At that moment, he felt unreal as if he was falling into the embrace of death.

He was torn between whether to close his eyes and pretend to be an ostrich, or to push his ex-boyfriend away and pretend to be dead, so that the ex-boyfriend thought that the operation error that happened just now was actually caused by himself illusion.

but--

This waist, this abs, this touch.

Damn, absolutely.

……Uh.

Just when Shen Qiuming's choice of phobia was about to strike, the cold voice of the ex-boyfriend who caught him firmly came from above his head: "Treason? Old Shen's dog? Spicy chicken captain chaos My sexuality?"

Shen Qiuming: "..."

He was startled by the man in front of him on the spot.

Who else is worse than him, the stand-up show was caught by his ex-boyfriend on the spot.

Shen Qiuming wanted to cry, but tried to defend himself weakly.

"I think I can explain this!"

Luo Beichen sneered when he heard this.

"Oh, explain what a fart."

"..."

"The expensive circle is really chaotic."

"..."

Ah Chen was really angry, chirping!

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