you pressed to the corner of my lips

The game officially begins.

The two commentators watched the battle on the big screen and said, "It seems that this game is relatively harmonious. No one is fighting against the wild. They are each in the economy. It's quite wretched."

Mai Shiranui leads the economy in the middle lane. When the two commentators are teasing each other, Bo Yao goes to the bottom lane to help the bottom lane catch people. Unexpectedly, the people on the opposite side are all in ambush in the bottom lane. As soon as she entered the grass, she was directly taken by Fan Que on the opposite side. Rong Er, who was going down the road, saw that he hurried up to the calabash baby to save his grandfather. Fan Que's economy was full, and he was directly accepted as soon as his skills came out of the tower.

The stable rhythm was suddenly disrupted, and almost everyone did not recover what happened just now.

Fan Que actually took a double kill!

The narrator quickly returned to the topic, locked the big screen, and had to be taken aback, "It was just calm, why did it suddenly start fighting? Yun He Anzhu's head is really worthless, but Fan Que lives up to its reputation, and the damage is so high!"

For about 10 minutes, Bo Yao and the others fought very hard, as if being squatted by the opponent, Bo Yao tentatively entered the grass, avoiding the field of vision, the jungler on the opposite side opened his eyes, knew directly where she was, and gave her again Received.

Her score was 0-4, the first in history, and Rong Er hurried to the middle lane angrily, "Is the jungler on the opposite side crazy, and he keeps targeting Mai Shiranui."

A's lungs were about to explode, "What are you two doing? Didn't you say you were going to be obscene? Hit whatever you want."

During the period, A was going to open the dragon, and Su Cheng was going to make an eye shot, but the economic gap between them was too big, and all the people on the opposite side came over, and the group was wiped out!

The few people were getting more and more dejected, and they couldn't deal enough damage no matter what, and they were restrained to death.

The Storm Dragon King was taken by the opposite side. They checked more than 8000 economics, and they were pushed to the high ground in less than [-] minutes, and there was no way to hold it.

They lost this round.

Backstage lounge, the atmosphere is low pressure.

Everyone was in a bad mood and no one spoke.

The coach looked at this situation and was shocked unexpectedly. When they were beaten so badly, Bo Yao actually played the lowest score in history, and didn't get a single kill in the whole round.

The start was solid, and she went to the bottom lane, pulling the economy so much that there was almost no room for a few people to turn around, and they wanted to go against the wind and have whimsical ideas.

The coach reprimanded with a livid face: "How did you fight? Didn't I say it many times, Fan Que on the opposite side is a powerful character, you have to pay attention, don't listen to everyone, what are you doing in the bottom lane? , just because of you, the whole situation collapsed!"

All of them were like children who had made a mistake, and they didn't say a word.

"After the whole game, Bo Yao, your fault is the most serious. Can't you see that A is coming to support you all the way? Why don't you retreat if you have a flash? You play three alone, and you can't make money. How do you fight?"

Bo Yao's face was pale and he didn't speak, his eyes quietly glanced to the side.

The coach got angry, "I'm talking to you, what's your cold attitude, you're limping. Could it be that you're dumb!"

Bo Yaomei's heart skipped a beat, but only for a while.

Chang Gong stood in the shade and said, "Miss, do you want me to talk to the coach?"

Fu Xiyu raised her hand to stop Chang Gong from speaking. She stood in the corner, looking at Bao Yao's unsightly expression, and felt a little confused.

If it's Bo Yao's problem, she can't protect her. Bo Yao is a person with a strong sense of responsibility, and she will accept her fault.

But seeing Bao Yao's pale face, beads of sweat slipping from his temples, and his lips pursed tightly, he suddenly thought of something.

After the coach's training, most of the anger has disappeared. You can't blame them for excessive reprimand. It is inevitable that the next round will be worse. Paying attention to the mental health of the players is extremely important.

The few of them were in the lounge, and Bao Yao turned around in obscurity, and went out on a wheelchair.

When she came to the bathroom, her fingers were slightly curled up, and her eyelashes were illuminated by a layer of warm light.

"Auntie is here?" A soft, probing voice came from next to my ear.

Bo Yao raised his head, dazed for a moment.

"Ah."

"My stomach hurts badly, it must have been hard just before the game."

The aunt's pain can easily affect the operation, but Bo Yao didn't expect to react during the competition. She tried her best to restrain the pain in her lower abdomen. When a hot current rushed down, her whole body was in a tense state.

In that round, she made so many mistakes that her mind was in a mess.

My aunt came. She usually has low blood pressure. This time she was accompanied by abdominal pain. She didn’t bring sugar or sanitary napkins on her body. She felt weak and flustered, and she couldn’t concentrate.

She lowered her eyelashes, "Sorry, it was my mistake."

Fu Xiyu said: "Wait for me, I'll get you some pants and change them on. There's still an hour for the next game. Don't be nervous."

After she finished speaking, she walked away, and came back a while later with a bag in her hand, which contained sanitary napkins and a set of pants.

"I'll come, it's not convenient for you." She avoided her hand and bent down to unbutton her shoes.

Bao Yao stared at her dark and beautiful eyes, his face was hot, and he was embarrassed for a moment.

"Here, here you are." Fu Xiyu took out two pieces of white rabbit toffee from his pocket, and put his hand loosely in her palm, "You look bad, eat some candy to replenish it, and relieve it."

After she changed into her pants, Bao Yao came to the aisle, blowing a faint breeze.

She bowed her head.

Peel off the paper on the outside of the white rabbit, put it in your mouth, and the sweet and rich milk flavor fills your mouth.

Standing beside her, Fu Xiyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Bo Yao glanced at her and said, "Thank you."

Fu Xiyu took out a thin booklet, flipped through a few pages, and said, "Girls really feel better when they eat sweets. So it's true."

Bo Yao was stunned for a few seconds, "What are you holding?"

"The love letter, I'm holding it for practical study." Fu Xiyu winked her right eye and shook the booklet in his hand.

"..."

"Look, it said that when lovers are together, kisses and hugs are sweet. There is a feeling of falling in the air, which makes the body secrete more dopamine."

Bo Yao froze for a moment, "What?"

Fu Xiyu pursed his lips, his eyes swept around, but no one passed by at this time.

She swallowed subconsciously, bent down and slowly approached Bao Yao.

Staring at her pair of raised Danfeng eyes, the end of the eyes stretched softly.

"I'm not sure if what's said here is true, so I have to practice it."

Bo Yao couldn't react, just opened his lips.

Fu Xiyu clenched her fingers tightly, raised her face, closed her eyes, kissed her warm light-colored lips, and lightly licked the moist toffee with the tip of her tongue.

The end of Bo Yan's eyes trembled, and he paused for a moment.

Fu Xiyu left her lips and licked them: "It seems that you are not lying, your lips are so soft and sweet."

The author has something to say: But you deserve sweets, my little friends.