The school grass I taught became my fanboy

Yu Cheng grabbed his hand, and Song Jingshui had to stop. He slightly raised his head to look at Yu Cheng, the emotion in his black eyes was unclear.

"Don't be crazy about drinking, I'll kick you out if you're crazy about drinking." Yu Cheng was a little annoyed, and pulled Song Jingshui's hand out a little rudely, and was about to push him away...

Song Jingshui buried his head on his neck, and lay down on his body.

Yu Cheng sighed, and patted the shoulder of the person on him, "Stop making trouble."

He pushed Song Jingshui away with some strength, and sat up, his hair was still messy, and the neckline of his clothes was pulled apart, revealing his fair and beautiful collarbone.

"Go to bed early." Yu Cheng said.

For a long time, the people next to him did not respond.Yu Cheng looked back suspiciously, could it be that he fell asleep so quickly?

Looking back this time, Yu Cheng was taken aback. Song Jingshui's face was pale, cold sweat broke out on the tip of his nose and forehead, and he looked very uncomfortable.

Yu Cheng immediately approached Song Jingshui, stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, frowning slightly.

You don't have a fever either?

"What's wrong with you?" Yu Cheng's tone was concerned, full of worry.

"I have a stomachache." Song Jingshui's voice was soft, and if Yu Cheng was not very close to him, he would not have heard it.

"Tell you to drink so much wine." Yu Cheng frowned, although his words were reproachful, but his heart was mostly distressed.

Because Song Jingshui saw the love letter, he had no appetite for lunch, and even drank directly at night.

——It’s strange if you don’t have a stomachache.

"You wait for me here." After Yu Cheng finished speaking, he got up and left the room.

Yu Cheng, who was cooking soup in the kitchen, was holding a big iron spoon, his big eyes were full of doubts: "I was taken advantage of, and now I have to serve the person who took advantage of me?"

What the hell!

After the hot water was boiled, Yu Cheng poured some hot water, handed it to Song Jingshui, and blew on the water in the cup. Song Jingshui looked at Yu Cheng who was so careful, his lips were drawn into a line, and he didn't speak.

"Drink some hot water, I made soup for you, it will be ready soon." As soon as the words fell, a cup of warm water was handed over.

Song Jingshui took it, took a few sips, and instantly felt his stomach warmed up a lot.

In the end, Yu Cheng served a bowl of soup. The soup was very light, but the taste was very attractive. After Song Jingshui drank a bowl, the pain in his stomach relieved a lot, and his complexion recovered a lot.

Seeing that he was much better, Yu Cheng cleaned up the kitchen and went back to the house.

Song Jingshui was lying beside the bed, and Yu Cheng said something, asking him to lean to the side so that he could go to bed by himself.

Song Jingshui just moved a bit, but he didn't move much. Yu Cheng didn't look back and went directly to bed, suddenly felt that his pants were hooked on something.

With this realization, Yu Cheng turned his head and saw that his trouser waist was hooked by the zipper at the corner of Song Jingshui's clothes.

Yu Cheng fell into deep thought, how the hell did he get this?

After dismantling it for a long time, it couldn't be disassembled at all, as if it fit together.

Suddenly, the mobile phone on the table rang, and Yu Cheng subconsciously wanted to get out of bed to get the mobile phone, forgetting for a moment that his trouser waist was still connected to Song Jingshui's clothes.

This walk was good, because of the resistance, he lost his center of gravity when he got out of bed, and he fell under the bed with his back facing the ground.

Fortunately, the bed was not high from the floor, and with Song Jingshui's buffer, Yu Cheng didn't even feel any pain.

It doesn't matter whether it hurts or not, the important thing is that he also hooked Song Jingshui down.

The sailor Song Jing was leaning on the floor, and the two of them were very close to each other, their eyes were facing each other.

"Yu Cheng, do you want to be so proactive?" Song Jingshui's tone hinted at a chuckle, and he smiled with his curved eyes.

Yu Cheng looked at the movements of the two of them, hesitant to speak, and held back for a long time before saying a word: "Stop showing off."

The voice is clean, but it seems to be able to add a bit of emotion to the originally ambiguous atmosphere.

The phone on the table was still ringing, and Yu Cheng tugged at the trapped waistband again, but seeing that he couldn't take it off, he looked at Song Jingshui for help: "Why is your zipper so excessive, quickly untie it."

"I have a way."

"What way?" Yu Cheng asked.

"Take off your pants."

Yu Cheng: "..." He gritted his teeth, "I'll take off your sister."

While the two were talking, they suddenly heard the sound of a key opening the door.

The movement of the key to open the door paused, and then the door was opened, and there was a puzzled voice, "The door is not locked? Did you not lock the door?"

A man's voice, that is, Yu Cheng's father, said: "How is it possible? I remember that I locked the door."

Yu Cheng's body was stiff and he didn't dare to move. For a while, he couldn't figure out how to deal with Lafayette who suddenly entered the house.

If Lafayette entered the room and saw Song Jingshui and himself in this weird posture, would it be okay?

Song Jingshui's voice was very soft, and he said in a voice that the two of them could hear: "Can you move?"

Yu Cheng's face was a little red, his eyes sparkled, and he said in embarrassment: "I...my legs are numb."

The voices in the living room continued. Seeing that nothing was lost, Mama Yu said, "Hey, the soup and water have been boiled, so it should be the son's return." The voice of the woman wearing slippers was approaching Yu Cheng's room, "I'm going to see my son."

Song Jingshui was stuck in a difficult position, and the situation of the two of them was extremely embarrassing.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer, Yu Chengji's nose was sweating.

"Take off your shirt, hurry up!"

Song Jingshui was silent for a moment, then asked Yu Cheng, "Are you sure?"

While Yu Cheng nodded, he took the initiative to help Song Jingshui undress. Song Jingshui smiled a little badly, and kept his eyes on the person under him.

Song Jingshui's jacket was a bit difficult to take off, and he hadn't taken off half of it yet. Because the two of them moved too violently, another zipper was hung on the place where the zipper was entangled. This time, the two of them stuck closer and closer.

Song Jingshui showed a smooth and flat abdomen, and the eight-pack abs are so eye-catching.

But at this time, Yu Cheng was not in the mood to appreciate it, because his trouser waist was also pulled open, and he could see what he was wearing inside.

This time it was really embarrassing to the point of explosion. Not only was Yu Cheng's face blushing, but even his ears and neck were a little red.

At this time, Song Jingshui's wine energy has dissipated a lot, and I have to sigh, Yu Cheng's shy look is really cute, his eyes are a little rippling, and the blush on his white and smooth face is like a ripe apple, which makes people want to bite Take a sip.

"What should I do..." Yu Cheng's voice trembled slightly, and the heat on his face was still increasing.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Song Jingshui's voice was very gentle.

Seeing Yu Cheng like this for the first time, Song Jingshui's desire to protect him was ready to move.

The sound of slippers rubbing against the ground continued, and it felt like they were only a few steps away from their house.

Song Jingshui hugged Yu Cheng with an obvious protective gesture.

Yu Cheng was taken aback by Song Jingshui's actions, his heart beat suddenly accelerated for a moment, and he hummed softly in doubt.

Song Jingshui's hand touched Yu Cheng's head, his gesture was doting and sweet.

The footsteps stopped in front of their house, and Yu Cheng's eyes widened, as if there was no sound around him, only their mutual heartbeat and nervous breathing.

Father Yu's voice came from outside, "It's so late, the child is probably asleep, what are you doing?"

Just as Mama Yu raised her hand to knock on the door, she paused when she heard the man's words. She lowered her eyes and thought for a while, it was indeed a bit late.

The footsteps began to move away slowly again, just when Yu Cheng was relieved.

Someone outside the door suddenly called his name softly, and Yu Cheng almost couldn't catch his breath.

"Xiaocheng? Are you asleep?" Mama Yu's voice was not loud, she just wanted to see if her son was asleep.

Yu Cheng let out a breath slowly, and when he was about to speak out, Song Jingshui covered his mouth, his eyes were deep, and he said in a breathy voice: "Don't answer."

Yu's mother outside the door did not get a response, thinking that her son must have fallen asleep, so she left.

"Strange, son usually can't go to bed so early?"

Yu's father retorted her: "You don't want to see when the two of us came back. What time is it now? How can you not sleep?"

The woman glanced at the time and nodded as if approving, "It's indeed a bit late, and my son should go to bed."

The sound in the living room became smaller, and gradually there was no sound at all.

They should all go to sleep.

"Can't move yet?" Song Jingshui asked.

It took a long time before a weak voice came, "Mmm."

Song Jingshui changed his posture, got out of the bed, put one arm around Yu Cheng's waist, and put his other hand through his knees, and hugged Yu Cheng onto the bed.

Yu Cheng: "...!"

The zipper hadn't been undone, and then one of the two changed their pants and the other changed their jacket, and no one mentioned it again because they were sensible.

Yu Cheng who was on the bed said in a muffled voice: "Don't talk about this, no one is allowed to talk about it."

"Don't worry, I won't tell you."

"That's fine."

"I'll write a short story myself, and keep it for myself to enjoy." Song Jingshui's shoulders trembled slightly, and his laughter could be faintly heard in the dark room.

Yu Cheng: "???" Brother, don't you think your idea is a bit rebellious?

He wanted to say something again, Song Jingshui said lightly: "Tomorrow is Saturday, you can sleep in."

"Ah."

"Get more sleep."

"Okay." Yu Cheng's voice also faded, and drowsiness hit him. After closing his eyes, sleepiness surged up, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

The night seemed so calm and stable, and the sleeping faces of the two people on the bed were quiet and gentle.

The moonlight outside was also extraordinarily bright and clear, without any blemishes, hanging high in the sky, unobstructed by clouds, and the faint moonlight shone down, so soft and warm.

another place.

An elderly grandfather was sitting on a noble chair, leaning on a cane, his face was full of dimples left by time, his hair was white with a small part of black hair, his eyes were small, but His eyes are full of shrewdness.

"Chairman Yu, how about our cooperation?" A slightly younger middle-aged man looked at the old man in front of him with a smile on his face.

The old man just glanced at the man, and the man felt that his thoughts were known, but he only forced a smile on his face, and the smile in his eyes didn't reach it.

The old man pushed away the documents on the table and stood up with a cane. The guards stood behind the old man, respectful.

"We can't cooperate." The old man's voice was deep and firm, and he left without giving the man any chance to respond.

After the old man left, the man was so angry that he dropped the document in his hand, his face that was originally full of smiles was now full of anger.

"Old man of the Yu family, you have refused to cooperate so many times, sooner or later there will be retribution."

The author has something to say: Grandpa Yu Cheng is a big character...

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At that time, he didn't expect that a moment of hesitation would be a full six years of misses, and he didn't expect that when he heard the news of that person again, that person had already become a professional e-sports player who won numerous awards.

He must have been forgotten by now.He laughed secretly to himself.In the last game before the man retired, he pushed all the lessons and rushed all the way to the scene, just to have another look at him.

Holding the world championship trophy in his hand, the man smiled and said that he would come back with another identity soon.

Looking back by chance, the two eyes met.

Speaking of the former e-sports professional player who is now the coach and owner of the MQ team, all the people in the industry who have dealt with him have the same evaluation - 'he is an old beast'

"You think God A is a good person, that's because you haven't touched him in the game yet."

"Others play games and compete with skills, this beast is not only ridiculously good at skills, but also has a dirty heart.

"If this cub retires, I will immediately buy [-] boxes of fireworks and set them off on the Huangpu River for three days and three nights, and then take our entire team to play the suona outside his base and send him off happily!"

Someone Pei who retired as a professional player and came back as the coach and owner of the team: Hehe.

In the first live broadcast of his team after winning the global championship, Pei Yuqing randomly selected lucky viewers among tens of thousands of people to make voice calls.

The barrage in the live broadcast room was swiped at a speed of ten per second, and everyone was asking him why he named his team after MQ after returning as the behind-the-scenes boss and coach.

"Probably to get someone's attention." He smiled casually at the camera.

He still can't forget the love he had when he was young.

"It's been so many years, Mr. Ruan, should you be responsible to me?"

感谢在2020-03-1415:42:13~2020-03-1620:06:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 small lemon waiting to eat Amway; thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Jinjiang Civil Affairs Bureau;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!