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

Thought slippery slope.

To say that an old cat that only eats and sleeps in its mind will miss people, Zong Heng himself felt that it was outrageous.

What's even more outrageous is that Lu Ke really believed it, and went back to the room with him happily.

Reaching out to unlock the door, Zong Heng didn't figure out what he was doing. Maybe it was really the desire for monopoly, or the damn desire to win. After the boy showed closer to others, he always wanted to be in Where can we get back a city.

The only good news is that Tang Yuan, who heard the second footsteps, no longer lay down on the cat climbing frame and pretended to be dead as usual. Instead, she raised her tail, stared at her round green eyes, and looked vigilantly behind the door .

However, after Lu Ke, who was half of his body blocked by Zong Heng, showed his face, it relaxed for a second, and approached the opponent with catwalks.

After bending over to change into his slippers, Lu Ke stretched out his hand, and a fluffy white dumpling immediately threw itself into his arms.

"It's sinking." With five fingers sinking into the fluffy and soft face of the glutinous rice balls, he lowered his head and lightly rubbed the tip of the other's nose twice, "It seems that the food has been good recently, huh?"

It's been a long time since I've seen this old cat being so dogged, Zong Heng was slightly taken aback, and even suspected that Lu Ke had hidden canned food on his body.

Seeing that a certain stupid cat who was rubbing against the boy had gotten so far that it almost kissed the other's mouth, he finally couldn't hold back and said, "Tangyuan."

Instantly hearing the threat hidden in the master's calm tone, Tang Yuan quickly turned her head, and her pricked ears happened to be sniffed by Lu Ke.

Two pairs of eyes, one big and one small, looked at him roundly, Zong Heng's forehead twitched, and he suddenly felt that it was a mistake for him to bring people back to watch the cat.

"I'm afraid it will bite you," Zong Heng made an excuse casually, without changing his expression, "The teeth are very sharp, so be careful."

As if to match the master's rhetoric, Tangyuan opened her mouth and yawned, revealing the upper and lower rows of sharp canine teeth that had been cleaned.

The family also had cats and dogs, but the deer didn't care and said, "Don't worry, brother Zong, I won't tease it with my hands."

Zong Heng: ...but you know how to use your face and your mouth.

He hasn't bathed a certain cat much lately.

"Aren't your hands tired? Sit down and play with it," Zong Heng realized that the young man was about to sit on the carpet as soon as he bent his knees, Zong Heng had no choice but to pull him to the side of the bed quickly, "It's cold on the ground."

The stable "cradle" suddenly shook, and Tangyuan jumped away from Lu Ke's arms, but kept its nails and did not hurt anyone. It had a clear goal, it made a low cry, leaped gracefully, and landed on Zong Heng's legs skillfully Curl up well.

There was only a lump of soft glutinous rice balls between them, Zong Heng lowered his eyes, and happened to be able to see the snow-white back of the boy's neck when he lowered his head to tease the cat.

It was warm, he had squeezed it before.

"Many people from other teams want to add you on WeChat." Thinking of the series of group chats he received a few days ago, Zong Heng said suddenly.

Although he always felt that those old fritters had no good intentions, he still had to inform the Lord about this kind of thing after all.

Busy scratching his chin for the glutinous rice balls, Lu Ke didn't lift his head: "Who is it?"

Zong Heng: "Jiaozi, Lao P, Xiao..." are all popular and capable star players in the circle.

"And Free." After a pause, he didn't forget to add, "He's ready to sell you by collecting red envelopes."

If you were a general fan who likes to watch HPL, just hearing this string of names would make you scream with excitement, but Lu Ke didn't react too violently, just nodded casually.

The eyebrows stretched unconsciously, and Zong Heng said again: "Don't want to add? I thought you would be very happy."

"Happy, they are all seniors and opponents that I respect very much," Tangyuan opened her belly, and Lu Ke carefully followed the fluff of the opponent's abdomen, "But this kind of happiness can only be reflected on the field. "

To put it bluntly, if he just wants to get to know someone and add someone on WeChat, he doesn't need to set up ZOO at all, just make a phone call, and someone will naturally fulfill his wish.

Happiness is happiness, respect is respect, in Lu Ke's heart, not every senior opponent is suitable to be a private friend.

Especially when his crying emoji spread to most circles.

"Then what about me?" Thinking of the young man asking for his WeChat account when they met for the first time, Zong Heng asked seemingly unintentionally, "Aren't I also your respected senior and opponent?"

The finger on the glutinous rice ball's belly stopped suddenly, and Lu didn't even think about it: "That's different."

In all his dreams about e-sports, there was never a picture of him becoming an opponent with Zong Heng.

In other words, his subconscious mind has automatically avoided this possibility.

"Watching the game live, asking for WeChat, sending flowers backstage and hiding..." Zong Heng nodded, "It's really different."

Hearing the teasing in the man's words, Lu Ke raised his eyes and wanted to cover Hao Qi's mouth like he did to Hao Qi, but in the end he didn't dare to do it: "I just don't want to be your opponent."

Zong Heng: "Huh?"

"If that's the case," Lu Ke replied without any hesitation with a frank expression, "even if I win the championship trophy, I don't think I will be happy."

Therefore, he chose the most time-consuming and labor-intensive path, and he wanted all the trophies and people.

Gudong.

It was probably because the bedroom was too quiet, looking straight into the boy's black and white eyes, Zong Heng heard the rush of blood in his body in a trance.

As if to cover up, he changed the topic elsewhere: "So confident that you can win me?"

"It's because I have great confidence in the ability of Reaper and PW's high-level executives to hold back." It was a rare venomous tongue, and Lu Ke bent his eyes and smiled. "Fortunately, you are mine now, and no one can take you away."

His eyes darkened, and Zong Heng raised his eyebrows lightly: "Your person?"

"Unconvinced? Who told me that I am the boss of ZOO." With a serious face, Lu Ke raised his head pretending to be proud.

In the next second, without waiting for Zong Heng to answer, he broke his kung fu first, with shallow dimples, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a sweet bean in the world.

After chatting for a while, Zong Heng opened the door and sent Lu Ke back to the room, only to find that the glutinous rice balls lying between the two of them had already fallen asleep, and the time on the phone jumped to 11:30.

But if you think about it carefully, it seems that he and the other party didn't talk about anything seriously, they were all trivial things in life, so small that he couldn't even repeat them.

Bending down to carry the glutinous rice balls from the bed to the cat's nest, Zong Heng shook his head and walked into the bathroom.

When he came out again, the cell phone he had placed by the table was constantly on, buzzing and vibrating.

After wiping his hair with a towel, he opened the chat box with the most messages:

[Old Chen: [Picture] [Picture]]

[Lao Chen: Where are the glutinous rice balls?call it out! 】

[Old Chen: Little heartless, I go to shovel shit every now and then, why haven't I seen him be so close to me? 】

The leading news is two screenshots of Luke's circle of friends. The teenager is obviously happy to play with cats, so he can't help but show it off a little.

Turning over to reveal the soft fluff on its belly, the blue-eyed white cat hugged the boy Jiang Weili's wrist with its two front paws, without showing the tip of its claws, looking like a clingy little girlfriend.

And the angle at which the boy's arms were erected happened to cover the place where the kitten should not be exposed.

The comments below are even more lively:

[Yu Xiaoyu:? ? ?Tangyuan escaped from prison again? 】

[Old Orange: ... Is this really the same cat? 】

[Hao Qi Fine: What about the high coldness that was agreed?I'm going to Weibo to expose it! 】

【YF·Free: @陈明俊】

[Chen Mingjun: Don't cue, I'm already mad. 】

As Zong Heng's former teammate, although Lin Mu didn't comment, he quietly liked Lao Ju's reply.

The photo was taken by himself watching Lu Ke with his own eyes. Zong Heng was naturally not surprised. He pressed the thumbs up and remembered that this was a screenshot. He touched the back button and was about to exit the chat box when he glanced at Chen Mingjun from the corner of his eye. Next message:

[Old Chen: Wait, the color of the sheets, is this your room? 】

[Old Chen:! ! ! 】

[Old Chen: Are you actually willing to let someone sleep in your bed? ! 】

[Old Chen: something is wrong, Comrade Zongheng...]

[Lao Chen: Where are people? 】

[Old Chen: I see it is being typed. 】

[Old Chen: Speak. 】

Sending a WeChat message can be so noisy, Zong Heng put down the towel, and typed to correct: [It's not sleeping, it's sitting, don't spread rumors. 】

Waiting for a lonely Chen Mingjun: […]

Is this the point?Isn't the point that you let someone else sleep in your bed?Even before PW was acquired, I have never seen you so kind?

After knowing each other for so many years, even he has only slept on the sofa and guest room in the other party's apartment.

Affected by the family environment, Zong Heng did have a little obsession with personal items such as pillows and bedding, but when La Luke sat down, he really didn't think about it that much.

Calm and composed, Zong Heng turned against the guest: [Do I want him to sit directly on the ground? 】

Chen Mingjun: [Pretend, repack, William didn't provide a chair for your room? 】

Zong Heng: [hard. 】

——What a tough one, you know how to be considerate when coauthoring?

The more he thought about it, the more tricky he felt. Chen Mingjun was silent for a while, and finally hesitantly sent a message: [I'm only eighteen, and I take you as an idol again...]

[In any case, don't let your thoughts slide down. 】

landslide?

Does it count as a slippery slope if someone sits on the side of the bed?

Moving his fingers, Zong Heng didn't reply, but started another topic: 【Idol? 】

Chen Mingjun: [Yes, otherwise why would they treat you so well. 】

[Those who contribute money and effort, not to mention the e-sports circle, even the top players in the entertainment circle are envious. 】

It was obviously a very common and reasonable explanation, but Zong Heng inexplicably felt that it was an eyesore, so he simply closed the dialog with Chen Mingjun.

Idol……

Was the deer being nice to him, just for "Kallaite"?

"Click." Habitually opened the drawer but felt empty, Zong Heng twirled his fingertips lightly, only then remembered that his only pack of cigarettes had been confiscated by the boy years ago.

There was no sugar, running errands was too slow, and it was easy to be bumped by night owls on the third floor when going downstairs. The addiction to cigarettes was overwhelming. After only two seconds of thinking, Zong Heng raised his hand and knocked on the door opposite.

"...Brother Zong?"

As if he just ran out of the bathroom, the boy didn't even wear slippers, he was only wearing a bathrobe indiscriminately, and the tips of his hair were dripping with water.

Not wanting to step on the mat used to change shoes at the door, he leaned forward slightly when he opened the door, so that people could easily see the scenery under the loose collar.

They don't feel it when they get along with each other on weekdays, but now the sound of water in the boy's bathroom is still ringing, Zong Heng finally noticed the smell that he ignored because it was too familiar.

Same body wash as him.

Suddenly flashed the thoughts sent by Chen Mingjun, Zong Heng rubbed his brows, and stretched out his right hand to Lu Ke——

"Is my cigarette still there?"

The author says:

Chen Mingjun: I don't need to mention that.

Yu Xiaoyu: Or how can I call it wrong.

Comparing hearts every day, Chirp.