I'll take you to lie down [E-sports]

You are just envious.

Trying to turn his little head back to the front, Lu Ke stared blankly at the computer, but didn't pay any attention to the game.

His fingers were cold, but the breath that brushed against his ear was warm. It was the first time he was hugged by the male god from behind. Rao Ke usually liked physical contact, but at this moment he was as stiff as a log.

The entire right arm was so tense that it couldn't be controlled at all, and the bullet was ejected from the chamber, no doubt more crooked than before.

The man in the camera frowned slightly.

"Don't move around, relax." Unexpectedly, he would fail in teaching people himself, Zong Heng put his index finger on the young man's index finger, and exerted a little more force.

He didn't remind the other party again, this time he directly pressed down and pressed the left button with Lu Ke.

"call out--"

The ballistic slashed, and the perfect milk reached the moving target.

Just a few months after he turned [-], the boy's skeleton has not yet fully grown, and men can easily wrap him in his arms or his right hand.

Maybe he was busy taking screenshots or something else, until the sound of gunfire, the stagnant barrage exploded:

【Fuck!What did Grandpa see?Yuan Yan is by my side? 】

[Jinjiang male lead enters reality. 】

【I swear, before God K came over, I never thought that milk snipers learned this way...】

[kdlkdl, the e-sports god and his stupid beauty. 】

[Stupid beauty?A stupid beauty with 52 kills in one round?Then I'm afraid I'm not an idiot. 】

"...The bullet trajectory of the milk sniper will be delayed, while the bullet of the female sniper hits almost instantly. You are not used to the time difference. The bullet will naturally fall to the position one second above the enemy." There are only crosshairs and moving targets in the eyes, Zong Heng explained patiently, letting the barrage assistant in the lower left corner of the screen scroll wildly:

"As for the sleep needle, don't think about parabolic geometry, medium-sized enemies, try to predict 1.5 body positions."

With every command and movement, Lu Ke, who could tell that the other party really wanted to teach him and didn't want to embarrass the male god, immediately tightened his face, and nodded obediently: "Okay."

However, the bright red tips of his ears still revealed his feelings that he thought he had hidden properly.

Barrage: [Laughing to death, the world where only God K plays games seriously has been achieved. 】

[This tone, this action, what else can it be if it is not teaching your boyfriend? 】

[Stop coaxing the deer cubs into glutinous rice balls. 】

[Hold and coax?Are all of you straight men like this／狗头]

【... I have a complicated mood, and I don't know who to envy for a while. 】

Gradually adapting to the rhythm of the male god's one-shot shooting, Lu Ke waited for the opponent to stop, and then took the initiative to fire three shots, all of which successfully hit the moving target.

It was the first time he hit consecutive shots with a milk sniper without opening the mirror, he couldn't help turning his head, his round deer eyes were full of joy, and the tip of his nose almost brushed against the man's lower lip: "I will, I will! Who dares to say me in the next ranking!"

Keenly aware of the fleeting warm touch, Zong Heng pursed his lips and straightened up a little: "You still have a lot to learn."

Computer-controlled opponents, even in the most difficult modes, are much worse than real players.

"Brother Zong, teach me more from now on." Completely forgetting the initial embarrassment, Lu Ke raised his head and acted coquettishly, breathing lightly and lingering between each other, "In this way, I can understand you better. We can also cooperate better."

"There will be a training match in a while. Playing for too long will affect the feel of the hand." When he lowered his eyes, he could see the clear pupils of the young man reflecting himself. Zong Heng's Adam's apple slowly rolled down, and he took a step back to loosen his grip. hand.

The corners of Lu Ke's mouth suddenly collapsed.

Coupled with the slightly drooping corners of his eyes, he really looks like an innocent dog.

Suddenly, Zong Heng opened his mouth and made a promise: "Let's talk about it next time."

The barrage is also full of itching and madness:

[Silly deer!I hate you for being a piece of wood! 】

[It's too close, too close, it's hard to end without a kiss! 】

【Fuck!When the deer came over, God K's Adam's apple moved too obviously...]

[It's hard not to think of something. 】

[The head press team is dispatched! 】

[Can we watch it next time? 】

After the baptism of the strange video last night, Lu Ke looked at these bullet screens again, and felt as if it was drizzle, it was not painful.

When he picked up the egg that was peeled this morning, he decided not to deliberately avoid suspicion with the male god. He raised his eyebrows and replied solemnly: "You are just envious."

[Yes, yes, I envy you for having an old teacher. 】

[This person speaks differently after being backed by someone. 】

Worried that Zong Heng would run out of live broadcast materials after closing the practice room, Lu Ke gave up the more interesting female sniper room without hesitation, and cut Freya on the spot. God is chatting in the team voice.

Fans who have always known that their K god has a lot of words are also surprised to find that the other party has actually accepted this kind of aimless and pure chattering live broadcast.

Although most of them were related to the game, although it was only a few-word response, Zong Heng did not let the boy's words fall to the ground from the beginning to the end.

During the game period, various tactics are often adjusted in a targeted manner. Naturally, the content of the training game is not good enough to be broadcast outside. As soon as ten o'clock arrives, Zong Heng and Lu Ke will download the broadcast at the same time, and log in invisibly to the team account dedicated to the fight. .

At this point in time, the training matches between the strong teams are basically trying to test each other out, restrained and boring, so most of the teams that come to the match are ranked at the bottom.

However, the team that can be selected by Chen Mingjun as a sharpening stone must have some bright spots in it. The three games reached almost twelve o'clock, and ZOO's win was a win, but it was no longer as devastating as before.

"The cooperation is so tacit. It only takes a moment to set the fire and dismantle it. I suspect that they don't use voice communication." Taking off the earphones, Yu Xiaoyu praised without hesitation.

Stretching his waist and stretching his muscles, Hao Qi nodded frantically: "It's too uncomfortable, like beating a ball of cotton."

"Now you know the importance of cooperation. This is the effect of 1+1 greater than 2." Satisfied with the gains from today's training match, Chen Mingjun nodded, "It takes time to develop a tacit understanding. I didn't expect you to do it quickly. But we must work hard in this direction.”

"It's getting late, everyone didn't sleep late today, so let's leave after sending the screen recording to me."

He didn't sleep well last night and woke up early for a busy day. Hearing this, Lu Ke rubbed his eyes, covered his mouth and yawned. He really felt a little tired.

With his eyes half-opened and half-closed to pack his things, he suddenly heard Chen Mingjun's lowered voice: "Two hours, is your hand alright?"

With a thump in his heart, Lu Ke turned his head abruptly, and his sleepiness disappeared in an instant.

"I told you that the rehabilitation massage in that hospital is pretty good." Spreading his right hand and flipping it twice, Zong Heng caught a glimpse of the boy's worried expression, and cast a disapproving glance at Chen Mingjun, "Why are you scaring the kid when it's okay? "

"He even accompanied you to the hospital and still be scared?" Feeling that there seemed to be a mistake in his and Zong Heng's understanding of Lu Ke, Chen Mingjun replied and patted Lu Ke on the shoulder, "I'll go back first." The room is doing replay video, you watch him closely, stay away from the computer, apply warm compresses before going to bed."

Lu Ke responded quickly: "Okay."

"Is he your male god or am I your male god?" Inexplicably feeling that the extra hand on the young man's shoulder was an eyesore, Zong Heng turned off the computer and got up, "You are so obedient, you have no conscience."

Pulling the opponent's wrist, he pulled Lu Ke and took a big step towards the door:

"gone."

Chen Mingjun, who was suddenly empty of his men: ...? ? ?

Isn't it just nagging a few more words?Do you want to be so stingy?

Like a little tail, he followed the male god up to the fourth floor. Lu Ke didn't go back to his room, but stood by the door of the other party, as if he had to finish the hot compress before leaving.

Bending down to look at the shoe cabinet, Zong Heng suddenly said: "You seem to have forgotten to return the slippers last time."

——"That's for teasing the cat, not for you."

The joke of "grabbing toys" with glutinous rice balls was still in my ears, and Lu Ke slapped his forehead: "I'll go back and get it."

I wanted to tell the other party not to trouble, he still has a new one here, but when Zong Heng turned around, the door opposite was already opened.

From his point of view, it can be seen that the teenager's room is very warm, with warm colors as a whole, and there are many pillows piled up at the end of the bed that can be seen faintly.

After quickly changing into his slippers, Lu Ke walked through the corridor and volunteered: "Where is the medicine patch? I'll get it for you."

Obviously, he is not used to the character of helping others, let alone such trivial matters, but after hearing the young man's words, Zong Heng subconsciously stretched out his finger.

Tang Yuan, who was napping on the cat climbing frame, also jumped down after the boy entered the door, and followed behind him step by step.

Surprised that every person and cat in this room seems to have gotten used to Lu Ke's appearance, Zong Heng who took the medicine patch was startled, and the movements of his hands stopped for a while.

"Take a shower first and then post it, so as not to get up and toss when you are sleepy." Swallowing a yawn secretly, Lu Ke knelt down and touched the glutinous rice balls, "The task assigned by Brother Chen must be completed, I will wait for you Leave after posting."

Knowing that there was a high probability that he would not be able to persuade the other party to go back, Zong Heng let out a "hmm", turned and went into the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, when he came out, the boy who said he would supervise his hot compress with his own eyes had already sat on the carpet and leaned against the bed and fell asleep. The glutinous rice balls squatting beside him squatted in his arms, with his head raised and his green eyes open. The big tail flicked slightly, staring at each other curiously.

Throwing the towel for wiping hair into the laundry basket casually, Zong Heng glanced at the open door on the opposite side, stepped lightly, and called in a low voice: "Lu Ke?"

The boy holding a heat source in his arms muttered vaguely.

There were only a few steps away from the left and right, Zong Heng bent his knees and squatted halfway, thinking whether he should just hug him back, when Tang Yuan, who was shrouded in shadow, stepped on Lu Ke's legs and jumped out.

Sudden heavy attack, the young man opened his eyes blankly and aggrievedly, making the corners of Zong Heng's mouth slightly twitch.

"The medicine is ready." With his left hand, he pulled Lu Ke up from the ground. The man's voice was extremely gentle, "Go back to sleep."

The sleepy brain was still a little confused, Lu Ke staggered a step, and almost missed Zong Heng. The burden of avoiding suspicion in his heart was removed, and he simply groped along the opponent's arm to make sure that the medicine was on the fever, and then waved his hand Back to the room: "Okay, good night, Brother Zong."

Zong Heng, who was touched all over from his shoulders to his fingertips: ...

So, is he being eaten tofu?

The author says:

Lu Ke:? ? ?Obviously when you taught me how to snipe...

Zong Heng: I didn't touch it.

Comparing hearts every day, Chirp.