This cannon fodder stand-in is not right for me [E-sports]

The boy has only lived in it for three months, and the room is full of life.

There are a few books on the desk, scattered and messy without rules, and a delicate but slightly old green keyboard. A few packs of snacks are scattered at the other end and have not been opened yet. The green headset is hung on the writing lamp, because his Pushing the door in was a bit wobbly.

It's green again.

Lu Jiangyuan casually flipped through the economics on the desk, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, the boy's handwriting was beautiful, slender and handsome, just like him, with a slender waist and long legs, and a good figure.

The first time Lu Jiangyuan noticed the boy's body, he responded honestly.

He still remembered Chu Li's snow-white ankles looming under his light-colored jeans, like a beautiful butterfly, flying into Lu Jiangyuan's heart.

The one beside the table seemed to be a notebook, Lu Jiangyuan picked it up, and opened it page by page.

Suddenly, he saw a sketch in his notebook.

It was a man's side face, with a high nose, curved eyebrows, and a proper smile.

Lu Jiangyuan was stunned for a while, he could see that Chu Li painted himself, but it was himself when he was a boy.

His thoughts were trapped in that painting. At that time, he should still be a teenager, with smiles on his brows and eyes, as warm as a spring breeze on his face. Through that thin piece of paper, Lu Jiangyuan seemed to be I can feel the long-lost feeling of youth.

At that time, he was just a simple child, and he only needed to go to class to study every day. At that time, the Lu family had not started to fight for power.

It turned out that he had also stayed away from the bloody storm and smiled purely and beautifully.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, Lu Jiangyuan frowned, they had only known each other for three months, why could the boy draw himself a few years ago?

There is certainly no trace of the past in this villa.

Closing the notebook, Lu Jiangyuan thought: This person probably loves himself badly.

Chu Li's dull blue hair was sticking to his head wetly. He took a pure white towel and rubbed it vigorously on the top of his head. When he entered his room, he saw Lu Jiangyuan sitting on the edge of the bed with his legs crossed, holding a cigarette in his hand. .

Chu Li was wearing a big T-shirt, and his snow-white slender legs were still stained with drops of water.

The curtains in the bedroom were drawn tightly, and there was only a faint light at the head of the bed, stretching Chu Li's figure obliquely.

The young man's face is full of youthful charm, his skin is so white that it glows, his slightly wet hair is curled on his long white neck, and his almond eyes are shining seductively. He just stands there, quietly nice.

Lu Jiangyuan extinguished the cigarette tail in his hand, stood up and slowly approached him, tore off the pure white towel, and pushed Chu Li against the corner of the table.

"elder brother……"

Chu Li is like a naive kitten, with a thin blush at the end of his eyes, looking at him timidly, like a tree of pure white apricot blossoms blown away by the spring breeze.

Lu Jiangyuan lowered his head slightly, and kissed Chu Li's forehead, with a faint smell of tobacco.

He pinched Chu Li's chin with his fingers, nibbled on the jelly-like red lips, and sucked.

"So sweet."

Lu Jiangyuan's lips pressed against his cheek all the way up, stopping at the earlobe.

With a swipe of the tip of the tongue.

Chu Li trembled for a moment, his lowered eyes sparkled with emotional tears.

Lu Jiangyuan's fingers slid slowly against the T-shirt, delicate and smooth, like silk.

It seems to be teasing, and the enthusiasm is getting stronger...

Lu Jiangyuan hugged him vigorously with both hands, Chu Li turned his head aside shyly, feeling the rain-like kisses on his neck.

Chu Li sat on the desk, lightly closed his eyes and tilted his head back slightly, suddenly his throat hurt.

A hot tingling pain came from his neck, and he hissed: "Brother...don't." Chu Li pushed him, but there was no strength, and Lu Jiangyuan bit his Adam's apple even more crazily. .

Lu Jiangyuan grabbed Chu Li's leg.

Chu Li's whole body was hugged by Lu Jiangyuan.

"Ugh..."

Chu Li bit his lower lip, his eyes were closed tightly, and his dull blue hair was stained with water droplets, like a docile cat.

The headset on the silver writing lamp rocked back and forth.

The headset collided with the lamp wall, making a slight sound.

The ear-piercing tobacco breath was hot in the cochlea, and the boy's hair was dripping with water, pattering down on the table and palms.

There was an emotional pink on the snow-white skin.

From the desk to the bed, the bedroom was a mess, overflowing with the smell of love and lust.

When the love was strong, Lu Jiangyuan kissed his slender ankle, and his teeth fell on the young white and tender skin, leaving a thin layer of red.

Chu Li opened his eyes and looked at the people around him with joy.

"Hey, close your eyes."

Lu Jiangyuan stopped, his voice as cool as mint passed across Chu Li's eardrums.

Chu Li closed his eyes, lying on the bed, curling up his fingertips unconsciously.

Chu Li fell asleep sleepily, his fair face was covered with a thin layer of red, and the ends of dull blue hair curled on the brows, Lu Jiangyuan pulled up the thin quilt to cover him.

He stood up and looked down at the boy on the bed.

The corners of his lips were raised with a rare cleanliness, and there was a faint fragrance of bath liquid in his hair, which was the kind of pure temperament that people who have never experienced in the world have.

Lu Jiangyuan leaned over, brushing the broken hair with his fingers.

He kissed him on the cheek.

However, when his eyes fell on Chu Li's pupils, his expression turned cold.

There was an inexplicable irritability in my heart.

If the eyes were deeper, would they be more like him?

Lu Jiangyuan put on his clothes, raised his hand to turn off the bedside lamp, pulled his collar and walked out.

The soup was still cooking in the kitchen, Lu Jiangyuan sighed, went in and turned off the fire, took out his mobile phone and made a call:

"drive me home."

Here is never home.

Chu Li was woken up by the alarm.

In a daze, he stretched out his arms and touched his side.

Empty and cold.

he's gone.

Drowsiness disappeared immediately.

Chu Li slowly opened his eyes, his light-colored eyes were filled with affection that had not dissipated, but it was cold around him.

It has been three months, and Lu Jiangyuan has never stayed here overnight.

"I'm going home. Grandpa is still waiting for me at home."

Chu Li asked Lu Jiangyuan why he left, and he replied like this, if he asked again, he would tell him with a cold face, enough is enough.

So even though Chu Li hoped that he would wake up in his arms every time, he also knew that it was just a dream.

So, he doesn't love himself that much.

Chu Li knew that he could only show up when Lu Jiangyuan needed it, and if he didn't want to, he probably couldn't touch it with his fingers.

He shook his head, propped himself up and turned on the bedside lamp.

The orange light is so cold and hazy.

The phone vibrated.

It was He Shangshang calling.

"Father Chu, you won't sleep, will you? You don't reply when you send a message?"

Chu Li plucked the hair between his forehead with his fingers, and lit half of the cigarette beside the bed. In the smog, it seemed that the smell on the man's lips was still there.

"Didn't sleep, what's the matter?"

"Didn't you say you want me to accompany you to help the boss score?"

"Smoke a cigarette, I'll be here in a while."

There was a reply on the phone, and just about to hang up, Chu Li suddenly asked, "Do you know Yin Chuanchen?"

"Fuck, Dad Chu, don't you usually read Weibo? That's the man who is on the trending search!"

"I'm only interested in money."

After speaking, Chu Li hung up the phone.

He lowered his head and held his phone for a while, then downloaded a Weibo, and when he searched for Yin Chuanchen, he found that there were a lot of tags, such as #邓川晨代言#, #想着那川晨恋情感见# and so on.

Chu Li clicked on the suspected Yin Chuanchen love affair exposure.

He looked at the bite mark on his ankle, it was bright red, and Lu Jiangyuan always liked to kiss his ankle when he was in love.

But it was the first time to bite so hard.

He was very sensitive, so he felt that Lu Jiangyuan was not very happy, his dark eyes were a bit colder than usual.

There was a paparazzi candid photo on the trending search, it was very blurry, only a tall and thin man wearing a hat, with one hand around a petite girl, was intimate and natural.

Chu Li clicked on some other photos. On the screen, Yin Chuanchen's eyes were bright, as bright as a galaxy.

looks like?

Chu Li resentfully turned off the phone.

Walking into the study, he sat next to the computer and turned on the cat and fish live broadcast and games.

He Shangshang was online, and Chu Li invited him to rank together.

"Chu Li, are you coming to the team's youth trainee trials?"

Chu Li was stunned, picked up the pure water on the side, put it on his lips and drank it for a while, and said, "Forget it."

"Why forget it?"

"I don't want to go."

He Shangshang also seemed to feel that the people on the other side of the screen were in a low mood, so they didn't continue this topic, and they queued into the game.

"Chu Li, are you playing wild?"

Before He Shangshang could finish his sentence, he saw that they had already chosen the jungler Demon Hunter on the first floor.

"I'll make up the seat, you choose first."

Some viewers entered the live broadcast room, and they all came to Chu Li's face, but when they entered, they suddenly found that his camera was pointing at their fingers.

[The anchor wants to see the face]

[I can do this hand! 】

[The face is even better, let the anchor show his face! 】

It was Chu Li's turn to choose a hero, and only the support position was left, so he chose the priest.

[Is anyone still playing priest now? 】

[Little blood gain, difficult operation, and no displacement. Is this kind of hero chosen for paddling? 】

There are always a few black fans in the live broadcast room, but Chu Li doesn't care too much.

[I read that right, the anchor's disciplinary talent? ? ? 】

[What is the use of punishment?Keep brushing shields? 】

Priest’s disciplinary talent has a basic operation. It can brush shields for yourself and your teammates. The golden ones look good, but they are very tasteless. The opponent’s shield can be broken with a flat A shield. It’s useless to brush it or not, and it’s a waste of mana.

Chu Li just said lazily: "The shield is very useful, and it can't be touched at all by brushing the opposite side of the tenth floor."

[The anchor is bragging, I have never seen a priest who can build up to ten layers of shields. Generally speaking, it is considered fast if he can get five layers...]

He Shangshang laughed: "Your father Chu can do ten floors."

After speaking, he realized that Chu had left the speaker, and the audience in the live broadcast room could hear it.

[This anchor can build ten layers of shields, I will give him a hundred fish bones]

"One hundred is not enough, you have to give Papa Chu a thousand fish bones, and he only has ten layers of shields!"

The author has something to say: Lu Jiangyuan: Take off your glasses...