The King is Difficult [E-sports]

Probably no one knew better than Xing Yi that it was aggrieved by two old men crowded into the dormitory of the base to do errands.

Even if he wants to open his legs, he has to take the time to think about whether he will hit his knee for half a second while his consciousness is blurred. Sometimes he is so confused that he can't think, and he will really be hit by the wall .

In fact, it's not that the two of them haven't thought about going out for a date, but that would be too time-consuming. Apart from normal needs, they both want to save time for training, even if it's a rest day every week.

Their consensus is that lingering does not need to take too long, and it is enough to do it secretly at the base-after all, going out on dates is best not too frequent for professional players who need high-intensity training.

——So, if I really want to protect you, I can't put down my keyboard, and if I hold my keyboard, I can't make you cry.

Now that we are at Xiao Cun's house on vacation, this problem can be solved perfectly. Although Xing Yi didn't intend to do anything too offside in other people's house at the beginning, when Xiao Cun mentioned that the house is very wide, he was a little bit tolerant. Can't stop.

——The kind of feeling that can last for a long time without making people exhausted makes him taste the taste, and at the same time, it also makes him greedy for the gentle comfort with hot and humid breath left in his ears, and the just right naughty words—— The ancients said that death under the peony flower is not unreasonable.

So along the way, Xing Yi had the intention of making people blush, and Xiao Cun secretly touched his hand with a seemingly calm expression, breathing heavily.In the night, the two of them were just like the adolescent boys who fell in love for the first time. Some of them were full of bad thoughts, but their ears were already red before doing bad things.

Xiao Cun's home is in an ordinary three-story villa in the northern urban area. Xing Yi should have judged from everything before that this is a matter of course, but when he got there, he still couldn't help but put down Xiao Cun's shoulders and complained in a low voice This matter: "You fucking... You are not a rich second generation living in a villa, come to work as a furry?"

After all, although the e-sports industry is now developing like a nuclear explosion among young people, and dota and other projects have been reported by many mainstream media because of the championship bonus of up to tens of millions of dollars, professional players generally only have a few years to go. However, the short period is even only one or two years. Most of them, whether they work hard or not, are just wasting their youth bloody in the dark. For example, the Black Shark, who failed to advance for two seasons In other words, even if they are promoted, some players will be replaced immediately, and they will fall into a situation where there are no games to play and no popularity to speak of--the better ones may be able to play live broadcasts and barely mix it up, and the almost ones can only go back to get a junior high school diploma Find a job and continue to be the "promising son" in the family's mouth, and this is also the real ending of most professional players outside the view of the audience.

Although most of the club owners have a little money, they are not doing charity in the final analysis. If Team IS hadn't been lucky enough to meet a wealthy son like Ou Yue who is easy to fool and doesn't care about being fooled by a few copper coins, the team members would probably have already I don't know where I got scattered on this difficult road.

But to Xing Yi's words, Xiao Cun only replied flatly: "The rich second generation, it's not a big city like Shanghai, ordinary villas are not that expensive, and..."

Then, he stopped, looked sideways at the serious face of Xing Yi, and joked solemnly, trying to make the other party happy: "Also, the god of the world asked me to kill the child, I was not willing ah."

"...Ah? I don't remember that I have been guilty~?" So Xing Yi also came back to his senses and smiled, hooked his shoulder with effort, and said, "Well... so this girl, where is the child? Come out and let me see? Shall I give you alimony?"

Xiao Cun stared at him in the night wind for a few seconds, and answered solemnly, "Have you never met my descendants?"

Then, Xing Yi, who was blushing, only cared about playing with him secretly, while telling him to keep his voice down.

The temperature at night was almost below zero. After Xiao's mother sent them into the house, she repeatedly asked Xiao Cun to take Xing Yi upstairs to rest and entertain them well. She was still a little worried and wanted to visit Xiao Cun's father.

After hearing this, the two looked at each other, and hurriedly nodded tremblingly. Mother Xiao also left a few more instructions and went out.

The footsteps of high-heeled shoes got farther and farther away from them, and Xing Yi had the energy to pay attention to the simple and clear decoration around him. The unfamiliar environment still made him a little uncomfortable, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Xiao Cun I couldn't wait to lower my head, and said calmly in his ear: "My dad must have been stopped to play cards. According to the past, they will come back at least after three o'clock. Is this enough... Recruit, wait, you ?”

"...Damn it, who did you learn badly from, kid?" Xing Yiwu blushed, relaxed a little, turned his head and raised his eyebrows provocatively and replied: "Have you done your winter vacation homework? Are you teasing people here?"

But Xiao Cun didn't even put down his shoulder bag, he immediately held his waist with both hands and easily lifted him into his arms, and said calmly: "Well, there are still a lot of homework to be done during the winter vacation. Teacher Xing Do you know what will happen to the teacher who dares to go to the students' home to tutor in the general film?"

Xing Yi, who was suddenly lifted more than one meter off the ground, put his legs around his waist arrogantly and said, "You are deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors!"

At the end, seeing that he didn't answer, Xing Yi twirled his reddish ears, and said softly: "Why do you seem to have dabbled in a lot? I thought you were not very interested in watching these things."

"...No, I'm very interested." But Xiao Cun vetoed it, and said without any waves: "I think about how to be with you every day...and you often appear in my dreams—you are always I was so bullied that I cried and begged me not to. When I used my hands, I was thinking of you. Sometimes in my dreams, there would be 17-year-old you and 21-year-old you blushing and licking me together... They raised their heads and asked me wronged Who do you like more—"

Xiao Cun's footsteps stepped on the wooden stairs, making a soft sound, just like his steady voice: "That's right. I even nicknamed them, one is Xiaochen and the other is Xiaobai."

"You——" Xing Yi almost jumped off his body because of his implicitly showing off tone, only annoyed that this sullen guy had a lot of brains: "Is this the image of Lao Tzu in your heart? How dare you?" Standing on two boats, it's fine if you don't bite you off, and you cry and ask who you like more? Is it important who you like?"

"...important." But when Xiao Cun walked to the door of the bedroom, he looked up at him seriously, and answered his question softly: "I like you."

The voice was deep and full of youthful magnetism unique to young men. Xing Yi was stunned for a moment, then squeezed his ice face, and said like a bully: "How dare you play tricks, teacher, today's homework Pay double!"

Xing Yi said this very arrogantly. After the two of them got ready to come out of the bathroom, he was only wearing his shirt, and wanted to lie back on the big bed with his bare legs. He was excitedly planning and finally it was his fucking turn to play freely Already - although soon, he still found that he didn't seem to want to take the bullshit initiative at all.

He wanted to let himself be comforted by Xiao Cun, but after some kisses, the other party threw him on the bed to search through his backpack, took out some small toys for him, and told him not to take them out, and then went out alone. Know what to do.

...Fuck.Xing Yi was baffled, thinking that this guy dared to push his nose on his face, but in the end he still bit his lip, obediently didn't move the thing, but just grasped the sheet half covered his body.

Forget it, for the Chinese New Year, let the children be self-willed for a while—Xing Yi was thinking, and at the same time, he really wanted to see what Xiao Cun was going to do.

But when he was accompanied by those humming noises until he became unconscious, and finally waited for the sound of locking the door, and was about to beg the other party to come over and get that gadget out and replace it with something else, he saw it appearing in front of him. Xiao Cun, wearing a well-knit formal attire.

Under the quiet light, Xing Yi's pupils shrank slightly for a moment, and his mind was emptied for a second.

It should be a tailor-made suit for Xiao Cun - the crisp and smooth shoulder line, the shirt that wraps tightly around the chest, and the suit pants that emphasize the line of the long legs are all just right, allowing this man who is only 21 years old to wear Exudes a certain temperament that only this age can have.

He has cold and handsome features, and his body is like a jade tree.

It carries the immature impulse of a teenager who has not been able to completely shed it, but it seems to be full of mature male hormones that are about to come out.

He is affectionate, but also romantic.

The dark blue sheets in the room had already been messed up by Xing Yi, and when Xiao Cun came over without saying a word, Xing Yi stared blankly at him, almost unable to move.

The other party's dark and deep eyes were still as cold as ever, but the moment he grabbed his wrist and leaned on him, suddenly there was some animal blood boiling temperature.

"Xiao Cun...?" Xing Yi, who had been curled up on the bed and shivered slightly for a while, bearing the sudden weight, was a little inexplicably afraid and blushed a little: "What are you wearing...you, you kid? If you don't learn well..."

"..." Xiao Cun was speechless, but it seemed that he couldn't wait a long time ago, so he quickly took off his suit jacket and threw it on the bedside. His slender fingers also loosened his tie and unbuttoned two of his shirt buttons, revealing his The corner of the well-shaped collarbone lowered his voice more and more tightly to Xing Yi, whose face was flushed red and sweaty, and his tone seemed lingering and wronged: "I thought...you would like it."

"I——" Xing Yi's ears were itchy when the other party spoke, and his Adam's apple trembled. He neither refuted nor forgot to admit it, so he had to let the other party grab his ankle—after all, At this moment, he only felt that the interference in his body was no longer so important, what was important was only Xiao Cun's body in his tense sight.

The other party's chest and narrow waist were pressed by the thin and tight white shirt, outlining the looming lines, which seemed sacred and inviolable, but with layers of secret desires erupting from the messy neckline , It is very imaginative.

Xing Yi was so suppressed by the well-dressed guy on his body that he couldn't move. At this moment, under the straight light, he could see that Xiao Cun's face was still calm, but he could also see through the lines of the suit pants. The outline is tightly wrapped and swollen.

This kind of contrast made Xing Yi's eyes look like he was peeking at something evil but beautiful, he was afraid and couldn't look away.

"Xiao Cun..." So then, he swallowed, his face was almost flushed, and he blurted out his own request: "...Can you not take it all off later, just unzip the belt?"

Under the light, Xiao Cun was obviously taken aback, and Xing Yi was also taken aback, and suddenly realized what he was talking nonsense, so he hurriedly tried to save face, struggled to get up, and managed to get back to "No, no, I was joking with you." I’m a very upright person, I’ve never had any strange hobbies like uniforms!!”, but Xiao Cun lowered his head and suddenly heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly untied the belt, really only pulled down the zipper and the edge of the inner layer of pants, then gently hugged his body and said, "...OK."

The bed was wide and warm, and Xing Yi panted and rolled on it without any worries. He just grabbed Xiao Cun's neat white shirt and messed it up wantonly, and then gradually sank In this end-of-the-year winter night that is finally no longer lonely.