Exclusive [E-sports]

The strength of the waistline is very strong.

The young man's palm was hot.

Ji Yang suddenly realized that he had been shackled by Jing Muye in this small world, and there was no room for his eyes to escape.

Thunder and lightning flashed in his mind, but Ji Yang felt blessed in his heart, pursed his lips tightly, and asked in a muffled voice: "Brother Ye asked this, is it important?"

He was defeated by an army.

Jing Muye was not annoyed, he took advantage of the light to carefully look at the young man in front of him, and said quietly, "It's important."

Ji Yang was still thinking about how to respond, Jing Muye asked again: "Since when did you start liking me?"

Ji Yang raised his eyebrows suddenly, and the astonishment in his eyes could no longer be suppressed: "Brother Ye...what do you mean?"

"Means nothing."

Jing Muye's smile was extremely aggressive, he touched Ji Yang's forehead lightly, and said, "I just want to know."

Ji Yang's lips were tightened, and his gaze was slightly downward.

Since when did you like it, and where should you start?

When I was young, I was just hazy, instinctively attracted by beauty, and later became an obsession day after day, how can I tell the moment of clear love?

What's more, he was so vulgar in the past, if Jing Muye knew what he had done, would he immediately feel disgusted?

The first person who appeared in front of Jing Muye was Ji Yang who had made up his mind to make a change. This was a good start, and he really didn't want to cause troubles and damage his image.

After a few seconds of silence, Ji Yang said: "It started when you first formed the team to broadcast the game."

Jing Muye suddenly stopped laughing.

With such a reminder, what else does he have to hold on to?

Or is the goddess butterfly tattoo on his body really just a coincidence?

Is it a coincidence that two people study in the same school and have such a chaotic accident in a bar?

Ji Yang was still explaining: "At that time, I was forced to leave the professional stage, and there was a long period of trough. It was not until later... I saw your live broadcast that I felt the charm of e-sports again."

Saying that, Ji Yang took a deep breath, grabbed Jing Muye's clothes tightly, but didn't dare to meet his gaze, and said in a low voice with a blushing face, "From then on, I... I became Brother Ye's Die-hard fans, have watched all your games, squatted all your live broadcasts, know some of your hobbies, and secretly went to the game site to cheer for you."

"Brother Ye, I really... really like you."

Jing Muye was not moved by such a sincere and touching confession.

He knew that Ji Yang didn't lie, but he didn't tell the truth either.

Just like in the base room that day, Jing Muye asked again: "Like me?"

Ji Yang secretly glanced at Jing Muye's face, and nodded slightly.

Jing Muye didn't hide any more, and said straightforwardly: "So two years ago in the bar, when I saw me, I fell in love with it and took off my pants, right?"

Ji Yang was struck by lightning.

Under the excessive shock, he completely lost the ability to speak, he could only open his mouth emptyly, but couldn't make a sound.

Then, the body began to tremble substantially.

Jing Muye knew, he actually knew.

That night in the bar two years ago... At that time, he was kicked out of the residence by Ji Xiaochun, he searched for part-time jobs, and finally was taken in by a kind person in the group, because that person had something to go back to his hometown, so he took a week's shift for him.

That night, because he couldn't speak, he was made things difficult by a box guest, and he was able to escape after drinking several glasses of liquor.

By the time he staggered into the toilet, his sanity had been completely drunk.

How could he have imagined that the person he had been thinking about for several years but never saw again would appear there by such a coincidence.

When he saw Jing Muye for the first time, he thought he was in a dream.

It's just that the dream was too real this time.

He stared blankly at Jing Muye as he pulled down the zipper of his trousers, releasing things that could not be materialized in the past. He looked at the young man in amazement, unable to react for a while.

The next moment, the bar was powered off, and the world suddenly plunged into darkness.

But he only thought that this was the beginning of the dream, caused by his thoughts, the world was dark, and it was time for him to do whatever he wanted.

So without hesitation, he touched the thing he had been curious about for a long time, and then threw him against the wall.

What happened later, derailed beyond all his previous experiences.

He was like a stalking snake, grabbing Jing Muye and refusing to let go, until he succeeded, Jing Muye grabbed his hair and pressed down.

This dream continued until Jing Muye's cell phone rang loudly, coupled with the shouts from outside, he woke up with a start.

Subconsciously wanted to escape, but was caught again.

Jing Muye pressed him for his phone number, and he was surprised, feared and delighted.

Not caring about wiping off his face, he reported his phone number and jumped out of the window.

- He waited for a long time for that call, but he never came.

Since his grandma passed away, he has rarely had mood swings, and no one or anything can arouse his interest. He lives just to live, walking dead, muddling along.

He didn't expect it for a long time either, especially when Jing Muye reappeared in his field of vision as a professional player, he completely put that matter behind him and just treated it as a dream.

The distance between them is heaven.

Jing Muye is the proud son of heaven, a genius with a high IQ, and the captain of a freshman team that attracts everyone's attention and is unparalleled in the limelight.

As for him, he is the scum of e-sports that everyone shouts and beats, the scourge that everyone can't avoid, and the dirty things in the underground sewer, which makes people feel dirty at a glance.

As long as he keeps looking at him, it will be fine.

—Although this was not possible later, and I became more and more greedy.

Ji Yang didn't speak.

It's just that his eyes were stiff, his breath was short of breath, and the fingers holding his clothes trembled slightly, thinking that he was really frightened.

Tore off this layer of window paper, and everything was leaked. At the end, Jing Muye was not in a hurry. Instead, he held the person down and said with a slow smile, "I don't remember, huh?"

"The first time we met, I started to do it, and even rushed over to take off my pants. It seemed that I had been greedy for a few lifetimes. Do you think I will forget?"

"Do not……"

"You still want to quibble? At that time, I hadn't shown much in public, and I didn't even get the ID of Moon. How did you know me?"

"I, I drank too much..."

"Just take off men's pants after drinking too much?"

Jing Muye's voice turned cold: "Who taught you?"

Ji Yang couldn't argue with his words, his forehead was dripping with sweat: "No, I didn't..."

Jing Muye pressed Ji Yang's lips, the touch between his fingers was too soft, his voice was slightly hoarse: "That's right. Then you went to the second team for dinner, do you remember what you did after drinking?"

The liquidation came suddenly and intensively, Ji Yang was stunned: "When will I drink? I..."

As he said that, his young and beautiful brows furrowed slightly. He remembered that time when he won the youth training solo competition and entered the second team. In the evening, the first and second teams had dinner. He got emotional and drank a lot of white wine. Then it broke.

Ji Yang's eyes widened, what did he do again?

"You clung to me in the car, hugged me all the time, and then came up to kiss me."

Jing Muye spoke uprightly, without any sign of embarrassment, and exaggerated Ji Yang's "crime" several times: "I kept hiding, but you kept chasing, and then licked my neck all over."

Ji Yang was shocked.

Jing Muye pointed to his Adam's apple, "It's here, you almost bleed when you sucked it. If you don't believe me, think about it, the marks on my place are still there the next morning, and you asked me."

Ji Yang: "..."

He remembered that there was such a thing.

But...but was that really his sucking?

Seeing that Ji Yang was about to burrow into the ground in embarrassment, Jing Muye raised his lips: "How did I answer you then?"

Ji Yang lowered his head, resting his head on Jing Muye's chest.

Jing Muye faintly spit out a word: "Say."

The young man's aura was too strong, Ji Yang closed his eyes tightly, and replied, "You said...you said it was just a little mosquito that could suck."

"Oh. You remember."

Jing Muye leaned down and bit Ji Yang's hot ear: "Then you said, the little mosquito bit me two years ago, and after two years of meeting, they caught me alone, what's the reason?"

The itchiness on Ji Yang's body was finally wiped out, and his whole body burned up, and he was defeated.

He had to lean on Jing Muye so that his legs wouldn't fall down, and his back was against the picture frame. He was thinking of a battle between heaven and man, and was about to speak/confess, but hurried footsteps came from the corridor outside.

"Obviously I checked it before, why are the classroom lights still on?"

It is the security guard who patrols the school at night.

Both of them were startled, the sound of the key jack had already sounded, and Jing Muye took Ji Yang with one hand and turned outside the window sill, but he couldn't die, this is an old-fashioned teaching building, Ji Yang's clothes were The window was hooked, and the window hit the wall with a "bang" sound under the action of force.

The security guard who opened the door and came in instantly swept the flashlight over and shouted sharply, "Who is it!"

When the security flashlight came over, Jing Muye had already pulled off Ji Yang's clothes, when a voice sounded behind him, the two ran away.

"Call the duty room, call the duty room, the thief was found in the art building, and he is running to the administration building now, call someone!"

The security guard then jumped out of the window and chased outside. On the way, he did not forget to use the walkie-talkie to call someone, and then shouted: "Don't run! You can't get out!"

Jing Muye ran away with all his strength on campus with Ji Yang, and was regarded as a thief, but when the principal found out that he had nothing to do and ran back to school, he might have to take the opportunity to contact his family, that would be troublesome.

Fortunately, he was familiar with South Street No. [-] Middle School. He grabbed people and stalked around the huge campus, barely getting rid of the security guards. Just when he was about to run to the place where he jumped over the wall, something happened suddenly.

The old man in the doorman's duty room called other people, and three or five people ran over holding flashlights. The old man who was still sleepy before was full of energy and shouted loudly: "I know it's here! Catch him!"

Jing Muye was taken aback for a moment, thinking quickly about where he could run out, but in the next second he was driven away by a force.

"Let's go this way!"

It's Ji Yang.

Seeing those people chasing after them in an outflanking manner, Ji Yang immediately led him to change direction and run in another direction.

Jing Muye was determined, and let him lead him to flee around the high school, and finally ran into the last alley of the teaching building, and raced against time to open the rusty iron door that was not locked at all.

The two ran all the way into the junior high school, and rushed directly to the bottom of a wall with a gap. Ji Yang climbed up the wall three times, five times and two times, and said eagerly: "If you turn over here, you will be a street of Internet cafes."

Jing Muye stood under the wall and looked at Ji Yang who was standing on top of the wall, grinding his teeth.

In such an urgent situation, he can still laugh, his voice is very deep: "Can't climb over the wall?"

The author has something to say:

Baby Yang Yang waved his hand: No, no, I just learned it!

Brother Ye gritted his teeth and smiled: Pretend, you continue to pretend.

Love everyone, good night!

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!