stay in my room

Qin Lan leaned on the bedside to get an IV drip, watching Cheng Juan blow porridge for him.

Cheng Juan's well-behaved and quiet eyelashes, coupled with his facial features, are just like paintings.As the mother said, Cheng Juan is like a fugitive entertainer.

Bai Shengsheng's neck is bare|exposed collarbone, Qin Lan really likes that tattoo, no matter when he looks at it, it is his own heartbeat.

It's just that today his gaze has been fixed on Cheng Juan's right ear.The earring kept trembling in front of his eyes yesterday, pitiful and scratchy, the refracted light made him dizzy with obsession.

Looking at it, it seemed to return to last night in an instant, Cheng Juan's wet and heavy panting, with water-colored highs and lows, rang in his ears.

The thin and firm waist seemed to be still pressed against the palm, hot and soft, paralyzed in his arms and twitching.

Qin Lan reached out to pick up Cheng Juan's face, and gently kissed his right ear.

Cheng Juan didn't struggle, fearing that he would miss the needle, his back trembled as he waited for Qin Lan to let go.

"What?" Cheng Juan asked.

Listening to his hoarse and tired voice, Qin Lan's eyes were mixed.

Shaking his head, he smiled: "No, I think you were forced to play with me last night. Don't you like being direct, yesterday you were not direct at all."

Cheng Juan's eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

With a grating voice: "Don't you like it? It's true to say that you are bullied by you." Cheng Juan raised his face, and his beautiful jawline rushed into his eye sockets.

The eyes were so bright that they were deadly.

Qin Lan felt hot all over.

"Captain, I know what you like, and we are happy to cooperate with you." Cheng Juan raised his hand to feed him a spoonful, and smiled, "Really?" asked him.

The melodious voice is so breathtaking that you want to eat Qin Lan into your stomach.

Qin Lan's shoulder blades were stiff, and he bit the spoon and said in an instant: Shit.

Cheng Juan is really good at teasing people, he will tease people according to his heart, not rushing, and controlling the rhythm.He deliberately made Cheng Juan impatient, but Cheng Juan would press the accelerator key to fast forward at the right time.

I don't know if he scratched Cheng Juan so much that he couldn't bear it, or if Cheng Juan deliberately indulged him to cooperate with him.

Qin Lan narrowed his eyes, "You know what I like..." The retelling was meaningful.

Cheng Juan stuffed him with a spoon, "I don't believe it." He nodded and smiled, saying nothing.

A bowl of porridge bottomed out, and Qin Lan was still leaning over the bed to look at him.

Cheng Juan wiped his mouth with a tissue, but Qin Lan just stared at him, his expression neither dark nor light, making people naked|naked.Cheng Juan smiled, a strand of pink curly hair suddenly fell to his ear, he brushed it and raised his eyes.

Seeing that Qin Lan's limbs went numb, he swallowed.

Cheng Juan clicked his tongue twice, pinched Qin Lan's hand and put it on his eyes, and said with a smile, "A good skin is still useful, isn't it Captain?"

The half-raised neck is snow-white, the Adam's apple is gently undulating, and the collarbone is delicate.

Qin Lan looked away, and cursed again.

When Cheng Juan came up, Qin Lan's palm was retreating, "Is it useful, Captain?" A waxy voice was like a soft knife, stabbing Qin Lan's people to go crazy.

Qin Lan couldn't help looking back, half of his face was getting closer and closer.

Cheng Juan's lips were bright red, maybe he bit them last night.

The approaching half of the face is still smiling.

Qin Lan pushed hard, and Cheng Juan almost fell under the bed.

Qin Lan coughed a few times, "Quickly tell me Jiang Xiuyuan, you have a game at noon, and you don't have time for the replay at night. Go!"

Hengmei: What kind of waves did you make in the morning? If you have the ability, wait for me.

Cheng Juan stood firm with a dark face, the soft and cute expression on his face faded, and he glanced at him sternly, "My legs are still weak, don't you know that you love me?" After the resentment, there was another kind of bluntness, "Jiang Xiuyuan dawned Just get on the plane and roll."

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, sent a video to Qin Lan, and turned around to clean up the bowl.

Qin Lan nodded, then his expression became deeper, and the corners of his mouth tightened.

What's behind Cheng Juan?Private jets are used.It was impossible to tell if it was Jiang Xiuyuan on the stretcher, but he knew that Cheng Juan would not lie to him.

They were all on stretchers, it seemed that Jiang Xiuyuan died half of his life.

Live XX should.

Qin Lan's eyes popped out, Cheng Juan called this a few meals a day?How many meals put people on a stretcher?

He looked towards the bathroom, there was a sound of water rushing inside, and Cheng Juan was washing the dishes.

Within two seconds, the man came out, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his hands were covered with water, and his knuckles were clearly holding the bowl.

For such a virtuous and virtuous person, look at Jiang Xiuyuan's ghostly appearance in the video.Is it really the same Cheng Juan?

Cheng Juan looked up at each other, and said casually, "I'll give you the man, and when the time comes, I'll just throw him at the door. If you pay attention to the movement, you'll know that I didn't lie to you."

Put away the bowl and carry it back to Xiao Ruan when he delivers the food again.

Qin Lan put one hand on the quilt and hooked his hand towards Cheng Juan. Cheng Juan approached and pulled some paper towels to wipe his hands.

"What?" Cheng Juan lost the allure of the waves just now, and a sense of indifference lingered all over him, and he was naturally alienated from everything.

Qin Lan: "No, I want to see you." His eyes were fixed on Cheng Juan.

The halo of morning light envelops him, revealing half of him.

Cheng Juan pretended to sprinkle water on him, "I won't show it." He smiled and put down his sleeves, "I'm training, call me if I have something to do. If you have nothing to do, watch the game and help me make a summary of the players."

Near noon, the only 'leisure' person in the team came to change shifts. Cheng Juan handed Qin Lan over to Xiao Ruan, put on the team uniform, picked up the peripherals and went out.

After pushing the door open and looking back for a moment, I saw Qin Lan taking out his earphones to listen to something.

Thinking of what Qin Lan pressed him yesterday and forced him to listen to it abruptly, his face flushed and he choked his throat silently.

Qin Lan wants to listen in front of Xiao Ruan...

Before he lost his consciousness, the door closed behind him, and he rushed towards the venue without stopping.

Xiao Ruan pointed to Cheng Juan who was going out. "Why is he still wearing your team uniform! Are you so coquettish?"

Qin Lan rubbed the tip of his nose, "He insists on wearing it, but I can't grab him." He is still a 'cripple' now.

Qin Lan put on the earphones on his own, and Xiao Ruan became a transparent person.

When Xiao Ruan saw Qin Lan put on the earphones, he panicked for a while, and the sequelae enveloped him.

Xiao Ruan's face was pale, and he pointed to the earphone and asked timidly, "You don't want to listen to your own voice, do you?" The voice faltered intermittently.

Then he jumped up and was dumbfounded, "Fuck, what kind of hobby are you guys having?" Thinking of this kind of thing as a walkman?

Qin Lan hooked an earphone and handed it over, "Are you listening?"

......

Xiao Ruan knocked it away with a wave of his hand, "You are sick, let me listen to your call | bed." His face was filled with disgust and curiosity.

Qin Lan slapped his phone in the face, and it was a game data analysis video, which was sent by Ye Chang.

Xiao Ruan rubbed his neck, and smiled embarrassedly, "You and Cheng Juan can flirt and the other can play, don't I think you are having fun between you! Blame my shallow knowledge, blame me. Keep watching, watch."

This time I laughed like a dog.

Qin Lan turned into an indifferent expression, picked up the earphones and plugged them in, and leaned against the bedside to continue watching.

Out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the mark beside the bed, left by Cheng Juan last night, he pulled the quilt to cover it, and fixed his gaze on the screen.

Turn up the volume.

In addition to the data analyst's explanation, there were rough gasps and soft, daydreaming voices.

Qin Lan frowns and listens without changing his expression. He didn't stop the video until Cheng Juan's game started, and watched the live broadcast of the game with Xiao Ruan.

Cheng Juan didn't kill Old E for the first time in four rounds today, but pointed his gun at him from time to time.As long as the old E falls down, he immediately grabs the lead, and will never give up the points to others.

This style of play was extremely tiring, but Cheng Juan survived, and the total points remained at yesterday's ranking.

Cheng Juan's position and style of play have changed slightly today, which is not something Ye Chang can give.

Qin Lan concentrated on watching the last three rounds, and Cheng Juan had an indescribable change.His coordination is scattered and cohesive, a kind of thinking that can't figure out the rules.

It does not hinder the four rows, and can become his solo at any time.Both offense and defense, and occasional surprises, are the same as putting cold | guns. If you are caught off guard, you can knock down one and get a point.

Xiao Ruan didn't see anything, he was only happy that his ranking was stable, that he could make it to the weekend finals, and that he could have a chance to make a splash in the prize pool.

At the end of the game, Xiao Ruan let out a long breath, and ended another day with no surprises.

After watching the game, Qin Lan called up the replay and started watching it again.

His brows were furrowed, his mind was focused, and his eyes could not wait to stick to the screen.

Xiao Ruan saw that Qin Lan was in a training state, shut up silently, picked up the documents and started to work on his own.

Today's game is over, and Cheng Juan has to go back to review the game. He will stay in the hospital for at least three or four hours.

Old E moved from the front row to Cheng Juan's side in the car, thought for a while, and then elbowed him. Cheng Juan opened his eyes and unplugged an earphone, and asked what was going on.

Old E: "Why don't you kill me, I won't hold you back?" His voice was vicissitudes and cold.

Cheng Juan glanced at his waist and tilted his head, "In e-sports, losing is standing up and dying. You have to fight the enemy, not your teammates decide your game. I'm sorry for shooting you twice yesterday." My apology is very sincere.

Cheng Juan was not at all cold and alienated at ordinary times, it was an apology in a formal and official tone.

More serious than Cheng Juan's interview.

Old E was stunned, and for a moment, his heart was full of warmth, what kind of fairy teammate.

Cheng Juan pursed his lips, "You will be ranked wherever we are in the finals. Your career will definitely end with glory."

Old E's eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth.His throat kept surging, and he couldn't say anything, only sobs buried deep in his chest.

Cheng Juan looked at him, "Thank you for playing with Qin Lan for so long, I will give you the best retirement ceremony for him."

Old E bowed his head, pulled the collar of his team uniform to cover his eyes, and shrugged his shoulder blades.

There is also a striking IF team logo on the chest, under which is his ID: IF-E.

Cheng Juan clicked on the phone, and the old E's phone rang.

"This is Pei Ke, my data analyst at FEI. He's 27. He doesn't have a boyfriend. He's a nice guy. He's in Berlin now. He's here to watch my game. I have time to ask him out for dinner."

Cheng Juan looked at his hand, dull for a long time, and it landed on Old E's shoulder.

He stopped, put on the earphones and closed his eyes for a nap.

Old E was so sad that he turned on his phone, seeing Cheng Juan's business card and sharing it was quite speechless.

Is this all arranged for him?

Looking up from the headphone cable, he raised his eyebrows.Fuck, dare to listen, really awesome.

Cheng Juan was really relieved when he heard the sound of rustling leaving beside him.

We have been fighting for it and working hard for it night after night, never because the game is fun, but to chase youth in another way, compose it into a song, and resound in our lives.

What moved us was never the game itself, but the group of teenagers.

Such a youthful ending should not be bleak, old E must have a perfect retirement.

Cheng Juan glanced at his mouth, he didn't care about these before.

Turning to a blank mind, he mocked himself and laughed coldly. He had never faced up to the career of e-sports professional players before, and only used it to make a living and pass it off. It was Qin Lan who made him re-examine the spirit of professional players.

In the last round of the entertainment game that day, he didn't act, let the water go, or coax Qin Lan, he played with his heart.

Lost.

The eighth circle is the distance between the face of an obstacle and the 98K for such a fart. It must be a one-stop game, but I didn’t expect Qin Lan to use 4K instead of M98.

Even if the mirror is not turned on, it is still steady and ruthless.

Cheng Juan's eyes rolled around, the corners of his mouth twitched, betting.

Let's wait until Qin Lan is done thoroughly.

The author has something to say:

thanks for reading.

I just wish there was a parking spot for the stroller.

This is the first danmei book I wrote in my life. I haven't written it before. If it is not well written, I will improve it in the next book.