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

I only like my brother.

Although Chen Mingjun often comforts that time will dilute everything, Zong Heng, who knows how stubborn his parents are, always feels that this date will be after he retires.

The WeChat message sent after a long time was obviously a signal of reconciliation. Zong Heng glanced at Lu Ke who was secretly watching the interview replay beside him, and replied "Yes" seriously.

Winning the championship on the night of the finals, and then there was news about God K's love affair. The entries about ZOO were searched several times in a row. During the interview, a camera was set up. It's his own person, he repeatedly pulled back Zong Heng's "public relationship" video and watched it several times, covering his mouth and secretly laughing.

Seeing that the guessing in the comment area was getting more and more erratic, he couldn't help but log in to the trumpet to remind himself: [emmm... don't you think what God K said is very similar to Luke? 】

Cute, pretty and capable of fighting, among the people Zong Heng has been in contact with recently, who else can be more suitable than him?

Unexpectedly, before Lu Kemei could figure out how to respond after being guessed out, there were dozens of dislikes in his comments:

[Sisters, do you know how to cut land since you are cute?Don't trick the cubs. 】

[Double K|Fan|Eating sugar and eating mad?Do you have to ask God K to post a photo of your girlfriend? 】

[One thing to say, although I also think God K's description is very similar to a deer cub, but at this time it's better to shut the microphone. 】

[Delete. 】

[No thanks, it has been reported. 】

It was the first time that he went off the field with a rhythm but was reported miserably. Lu Ke couldn't help puffing up his cheeks when he saw the comment that he was stepped on to the bottom.

What are you doing?

He is clearly Zong Heng's genuine boyfriend, does it have to be a plus size to prove it?

Keenly aware of the change in the mood of the young man beside him, Zong Heng pinched Lu Ke's face with his left hand: "What's wrong?"

"No." Ashamed to let the other party know about the stupidity of using a trumpet to break heads with netizens, Lu Ke slammed the phone off and took a picture of her boyfriend's flailing paws, "Something's wrong, you seem to be very happy?"

Leaning on the back of the chair relaxedly, Zong Heng raised his eyebrows: "Is there?"

"Yes." With a large bouquet of roses in the middle, Lu Ke reached out to touch the other person's forehead, "It's right here, I haven't relaxed just now, I was afraid that you would squeeze out wrinkles."

The mood was unprecedentedly joyful since playing a game, Zong Heng laughed with a voice, and let the boy touch his face: "Then let's take it as it is."

Regardless of the final result, at least at this moment he is really relaxed.

It was like unloading a burden that had been carried for a long time.

As for Zong Heng's happiness, not only Lu Ke, but also Chen Mingjun, Yu Xiaoyu, and even Hao Qi, who is the most nervous, have seen the clues.

There is no other reason.

Zong Heng drank.

In Chen Mingjun's memory, Zong Heng was a good drinker, but he seldom raised his glass. Including the days when he joined ZOO, every time he had a dinner together, the other party would just taste it.

But tonight, looking at his friends clinking glasses of liquor with Lao Ju, Chen Mingjun fell into a rare silence:

Isn't it just to win the Huaxia District Championship?This man has won the world championship three times, so excited to get himself drunk?

When no one persuades people to drink, they always only pay attention to whether it is delicious or not. The deer who is busy with barbecue can only taste a few casually, and then say goodbye to tonight's beer and liquor.

The pork belly dipped in sauce was wrapped in the greasy vegetable leaves, it was crispy and refreshing, Lu Ke wrapped it for Zong Heng while eating, and when his stomach was full, the man beside him was already a little bit drunk.

The hotel is reserved, and upstairs is the guest room that has not yet expired. Hao Qi is holding an empty beer bottle and howling, as if he regards this place as a KTV with no lights on.

Even Yu Xiaoyu, who has always been well-measured and only likes fans, was persuaded by Lao Ju to get on top of him, crookedly, almost hanging on Lin Mu, and kept shouting "I won, I won, I won!" Not a substitute."

As the only two people in the audience who were 100% sober, Chen Mingjun watched the group of demons dancing in front of him and rubbed his forehead with a headache.

Seeing that everyone was eating in a hurry, he first turned to look at Lin Mu: "How is it? Can we go?"

Feeling that he was in the safe limit of being half-drunk, Lin Mu silently nodded with a fish tag pendant on his body.

"That's fine, I don't need to worry about Lao Ju, what about Hao Qi? Stop singing, brother will take you upstairs."

Next to my ears was the ping-pong sound of Chen Mingjun going to catch the drunk Hao Qi. Lu, who wiped his hands clean, was not sure if his boyfriend was drunk, but he still thoughtfully got up and helped him steady.

Carefully avoiding Zong Heng's right hand wrapped around the patch, he warned in a low voice: "Don't move around, the doctor said you need at least a week of rest."

Before the dinner party, he specially invited the doctor to the hotel. If it weren't for the fact that winning the Huaxia District Championship was too much to celebrate, Lu Ke wouldn't let his boyfriend touch alcohol at all.

Even though he drank the most baijiu, Lao Ju was able to walk steadily in a straight line, politely refusing the help of the hotel waiter, Lin Mu dragged Yu Xiaoyu, Chen Mingjun dragged Hao Qi, and everyone took the elevator upstairs together.

Poor drinking capacity and the most insane, Chen Mingjun couldn't find Hao Qi's room card after searching for a long time, lying on the coach's shoulder like a boneless body, Hao Qi suddenly opened his eyes: "Brother Chen! Look! They live together Room!"

Not far from the corridor, Lu Ke, who had already come out in front of his teammates, obviously had no intention of avoiding suspicion. He took out his pocket and swiped his card to open the door, as if returning to his own home skillfully.

Knowing that these two lived in the same suite, Chen Mingjun remained calm: "What's wrong with living in the same room? Did you forget? They are boyfriends."

"...Boyfriend?" His brain eroded by alcohol completely forgot the gossip he had heard a few hours ago, Hao Qi murmured and repeated, and suddenly bounced away, clutching his chest like a big girl, "Go away, go away , tell you, I, I don’t like men!”

"Liu Lan, Goddess Liu Lan, the deer cub lied to me."

He kindly sent the drunk back to his room but was pushed away. Chen Mingjun staggered two steps, almost unable to restrain the urge to beat him up.

But seeing Hao Qi squatting on the ground and weeping bitterly, his old father's attributes reappeared automatically: "Okay, okay, am I afraid that if we lose, I will make wedding dresses for PW?"

"Didn't the deer just say that? You and Liu Lan will be filmed in a two-person commercial. The special signature is still in your bag. Why did you forget it in a blink of an eye?"

Hao Qi: "Special signature... yes, special signature, what about my special signature? I lost my special signature!"

Chen Mingjun, who couldn't bear the devil's voice, was irritable again: "What are you throwing away! It's in your bag! Hurry up, give me the key, and I'll take you back to your room to get it."

Before closing the door, he could still hear the real-time broadcast of the farce in the corridor, and the deer who lowered his head to change his shoes couldn't help but chuckled. Maybe he should ask the hotel for a surveillance copy tomorrow, so that Hao Qi can also see his embarrassment.

Obediently changing shoes with her little boyfriend, Zong Heng, who was still drunk, couldn't take his eyes off: "What are you laughing at?"

"Hao Qi, he's still sitting in the corridor crying now." Knowing that the other party wasn't particularly drunk, Lu Ke subconsciously helped her boyfriend up. "It's a pity that I didn't take pictures of him just now...huh?"

Burying his head on the boy's neck like a big dog, Zong Heng leaned over and wrapped his arms around the boy's waist: "Don't laugh at others."

It was the first time Lu Ke knew that ridicule could make her boyfriend jealous:?

"Laugh, do you know what ridicule is?" Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, Lu Ke carefully dragged the person inside, "First brush your teeth, wash your face, and then go to bed."

The consciousness is still clear, but due to the effect of alcohol, Zong Heng's speech is indeed much more straightforward than usual.

Sticking close to the boy, he said confidently, "I know, but I just don't want to see you smile at others."

"Call Hao Qi to Solo with me tomorrow."

I have never seen Zong Heng so naive and caressing, Lu Ke finds it novel and funny at the same time.

Pushing open the door of the bathroom, he gently pushed away the boyfriend who was leaning on his neck, handed a toothbrush filled with toothpaste to Zong Heng's mouth, and sweetly bent his eyes to reveal his dimples: "Okay, okay, brush your teeth first, okay?" ?”

After getting the most satisfactory answer he expected, Zong Heng, who was already a bit of a clean freak, immediately brushed his teeth in cooperation. The cool mint smell poured into his throat. He looked at the boy brushing his teeth with him in front of the mirror, his eyes seemed sober There are many, and there is a kind of tenderness that seems to be able to drown people in it.

Bubbles kept coming out of his mouth, and he mumbled, "I'm so happy."

Lu Ke had already seen her boyfriend's anomaly today, and Lu Ke was not surprised at all, and softly echoed like a child: "I know, it's because of the competition."

Everyone in the team was very happy after defeating the shady PW under heavy pressure.

However, this time, Zong Heng, who had become talkative, did not respond, but moved his toothbrush seriously for 2 minutes to spit out the foam in his mouth.

He didn't turn his head to look at Lu Ke until he ensured that every word he uttered was absolutely clear, "There are many reasons..."

"But the most important thing is you."

thump.

The heart beat wildly, Lu Ke gulped down the frothy water, and was caught off guard by an extremely tender kiss.

Forehead against forehead, Zong Heng easily pried open the juvenile's teeth, and slowly sucked on the soft lips twice: "It tastes the same."

The supplies provided by the hotel, of course, have the same taste.

Hao Duanduan was so shocked that he swallowed a mouthful of toothpaste, Lu Ke was angry and funny, and quickly poured half a glass of water to rinse his mouth. The half-closed man lazily leaned against the sink, waited for the boy to put the cup away, and grabbed the back of the other's neck again Swapped flavors.

"It's so hot," Zong Heng bit Lu Ke's lips gently and softly, with a coquettish air, "I want to take a bath."

The slightly hoarse voice was deep and magnetic, and the half of Lu Ke's body that was closer to the other party went limp. He really couldn't figure out whether his boyfriend was drunk or awake, so he could only repeat the doctor's order: "The medicine is still on, and the right hand can't Touch the water."

"Then help me."

The pitch-black pupils were a little wet from the cold water splashed on his face, Zong Heng lowered his eyes, like a dog that has been drenched in rain: "I promise not to move around."

Lu Ke has done the most intimate things for several rounds, and Lu Ke, who is more open than ordinary people, has no psychological pressure this time. Unexpectedly, within 2 minutes, he sincerely regrets it.

Because this time is different from every time in the past.

The summer night was sweltering, and the temperature of the clear water flowing from the shower was only slightly higher than that of the skin. Zong Heng supported the tile with one hand, and surrounded the boy between himself and the wall. His T-shirt, hair tips, and long, straight eyelashes made the man appear more aggressive than ever amidst the humidity.

With the cold tiles on his back, the deer with a high body temperature couldn't help shivering. He raised his head to accept the man's increasingly intense kiss. He closed his eyes skillfully, but suddenly opened them wide in the next second.

hand.

The world's number one auxiliary hand.

Lu Ke has always known that her boyfriend's hands are very beautiful, fair, slender, with well-defined joints. Due to years of training, there are still a few thin calluses on the fingertips.

But before that, he never thought that he would feel the other person so close.

The man who was ordered not to touch the water casually had only one hand to use, and there was no support around his waist. Lu Ke was immediately made a little unsteady by the strange feeling.

Unconsciously wrapping his hands around the other's neck, he seemed like a panicked rabbit, knowing who brought the danger, but foolishly bumping into the hunter's arms.

In a low voice, Zong Heng laughed out loud.

With a little drunk laziness, he said slowly: "Don't be afraid."

Maybe it's because the temperature in the bathroom is getting higher and higher, which makes people's thoughts confused. Lu Ke's memory is a little fuzzy. When he comes back to his senses, the surrounding has turned into a hotel KingSize bed.

There was a soft and thick bath towel under the wet hair. Hearing that the packing bag was torn, the young man was inexplicably a little embarrassed. There were inconspicuous bite marks on his lips. He was about to sneak away while no one was suppressing him, but he was caught Zong Heng easily stopped with one movement: "Don't move around, my hand hurts."

This is the trick again.

It's this trick again!

The mess in the bathroom last time flashed involuntarily in his mind, Lu Ke gritted his teeth ferociously, and took a big bite on Zong Heng's strong shoulder, but his body honestly stopped the movement of running away.

The arrow was on the string and had to be fired, at the moment when he instinctively wanted to cry out in pain, Zong Heng suddenly turned his head and kissed his ear tenderly.

The air-conditioned room with intelligent temperature control is cool and quiet at night, but Lu Ke, who just took a shower, is still sweating a lot.

His skin is fair, his whole body looks like he has just been fished out of the water, fresh and delicate, a little red is very conspicuous.

The sound insulation in the hotel suite is very good. At first, Lu Ke bit his pillow and refused to make a sound. After he almost couldn't breathe, he completely let go of himself.

After an unknown amount of time, the blushing and heartbeating sound in the bedroom finally turned into a thin cat meowing, the eyelashes that had cried were drooping wetly, the blond boy nestled in the arms of his boyfriend, the beautiful butterfly bones were covered with scars, One can't take one's eyes away.

His overused voice was so hoarse, he tried his best to look fierce, but there was still a hint of crying in the end: "You are lying, you are obviously pretending to be drunk."

Bowing his head and kissing the golden peas that were about to fall off the end of the boy's eyes, Zong Heng said innocently, "How could that be?"

"It's just a lie. They say, they say that boys can't..."

The last two words were as low as a mosquito, and Zong Heng kissed Lu Ke from the end of his eyes to the tip of his nose, and finally bit his lips as punishment: "They? Which one of them?"

Who else discussed this kind of thing with the boy when he didn't know?

The finally calm wind and waves tended to roll again, and Lu Ke felt like a small boat floating in the sea, with only Zong Heng as the mast to rely on.

So he tilted his head up, dazed and told the truth: "Chao, Chao read it."

"So you like watching these," Zong Heng stretched out his long arms and took the mobile phone from the bedside with a muffled laugh in his chest, "Which one do you like best? I will refer to it."

The soft fingers were easily caught and unlocked, and the pictures and texts that were usually peeked at the collection with the trumpet were instantly exposed. No matter how daring the deer was, his face was as red as fire at this moment.

Biting bitterly on the man's chin, he secretly muttered in a breathy voice: "Fool, how could anyone do such a thing in bed?"

But soon, he understood the intention of the other party holding the phone, deliberately prolonging his tone, Zong Heng said slowly: "...the training room, the gaming chair? I'm not at the base tonight, so you can try the floor-to-ceiling windows..."

French windows?

Damn French windows.

It's hard for him to even lie down now.

In order to stay on this big and soft bed, Lu Ke tried his best to wrap his arms around Zong Heng's neck, with a slightly trembling little hook at the end, and licked the teeth marks he had bitten out a few times like a cat: " Don't read it, don't like what they wrote..."

"I only like my brother."

pat.

The phone fell to the ground, and the temperature in the bedroom rose again, but what Lu didn't expect was that he had already begged for mercy so tirelessly, and in the end he still couldn't escape the "bullying" of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

By the time he was carried to the bathroom for the last time to take a bath, the sky had already turned pale.

Satisfaction after eating was evident all over his body, and Zong Heng's face no longer showed any signs of drunkenness. Even though the tingling pain in his right wrist still persisted, he still felt refreshed.

The spirit that should have been tired was very active. He instinctively wanted to smoke a cigarette, but he stopped after seeing the sleeping teenager beside him.

Without any distracting thoughts, he gently kissed the center of Lu Ke's brow, and spread it all the way to his lips. Then, the smoking addiction that made him work hard to eat sugar to quit, disappeared like a mist that saw light.

In the light of day, the green light of the mobile phone, which has been ignored since entering the door, is stubbornly flashing green. In addition to various Aites on Weibo, there are also countless congratulations in the WeChat group.

I didn’t go to the finals, but I was lying in the hospital and chatting with the old P and the unwilling Free:

[YF·Free: Hastily!Six kills in the playoffs!Cub is awesome, are you interested in transferring? 】

[EDR·Old P: Is there something wrong?He is the father of the gold master. 】

[EDR·Old P: By the way, did you go to PW to settle the score?The new coach didn't hold his fart at first sight. 】

Yue Mo didn’t want to make too much noise in the name of the team. When the two talked badly about PW, they made a small group. They didn’t get a reply for several hours. Free, who is comparable to Gatling, finally stopped:

[YF·Free: Forget it, happiness is the champion, but I only have tears. 】

[EDR·Old P: Did you know? 】

[EDR·Old P: @ZH, happy charging now. 】

[YF·Free: Get rid of his cash, think better, maybe it’s because you saw your parents get killed / Goutou]

[YF·Free: He can't have the happy event alone. 】

It's obviously not nutritious bickering and playing poor, but Zong Heng takes it very seriously. Even though PW's recent actions make him regretful and contemptuous, there are still many people in this circle who have not changed.

With the light of the warm night light, he turned his mobile phone to silent, and took a picture of the roses placed on the small round table from a distance. The original picture went straight to the group:

[ZH: Thank you for the invitation, indeed a happy event is coming. 】

[ZH: When I have time, I invite you to dinner with Lu Ke. 】

Watching the replays of the game in a loop, Free, who failed to compete in person, was so heartbroken that he couldn't fall asleep. When he saw the WeChat message that popped up in the group, he rolled his eyes speechlessly. Instead of replying, he gritted his teeth and opened Weibo.

After 2 minutes, all surfing netizens who followed Free and did not fall asleep saw a prompt that popped up abruptly.

[YF·Free: [Picture] [Expression]

Can this still be a person? 】

The specially processed picture can only be vaguely seen as a chat record, and under the hazy and blurred roses is the name covered in mosaics.

[Dog abuse in the middle of the night! 】

【not human!So expose him quickly! 】

[After seeing the parents and seeing the brothers, I'm sore, I'm sour. 】

In a wave of dog food in the early morning, the entries of ZOO, which had been steadily declining, rushed to the hot search again. In the double K super chat that emphasized the self-cutness of the enclosure, a trumpet with the ID of "Madou Gymnasium Cleaning" suddenly appeared :

【Well, sisters, can I say that this bouquet was originally held by the deer cub? 】

[Sydney paper and champagne ribbon, exactly the same! 】

Not caring at all about Free and old P's reaction after seeing the news, Zong Heng, who had finished showing off his love, threw away the phone, hugged his little boyfriend contentedly and closed his eyes.

So much so that when Chen Mingjun was awakened by countless private chats the next day, his head was still a little dazed:

What the hell, what flowers are in the hotel...

His assistant C was photographed sleeping on a bed?

The author says:

Zong Heng: It was not photographed, but by me.

Chen Mingjun: ...Where is my knife?Bring me the knife!

More, more, two-in-one big fat chapter, there will be a power outage at home tomorrow, from [-] am to [-] pm, the update may be delayed.

Comparing hearts and hugs every day.