take away the light

When Ning Heng returned to the base, Qiao Yuyang hadn’t come back yet. The big house was deserted. He went back to his room and lay on the bed, lying on the bedding and smelling the residual pheromones, only to realize that he subconsciously entered Qiao Yuyang’s room. I'm used to falling asleep smelling his breath.

He was too lazy to move, he took the pillow and hugged it in his arms, thinking about the conversation in the afternoon.

Han Mu is very shrewd, he never talks about sensitive matters, and even the matter of Wang Hui's drug use was brought up by him before answering the question.

Although Han Mu didn't explicitly acknowledge the matter of Jin Yue and Zhang Qiao'an, his evasive attitude is worthy of attention—after all, this kind of thing is a big taboo in the e-sports circle. If he didn't do it, who would want to wear a black hat?

Ning Heng took out the phone and played the recording back and forth, thinking over every sentence of Han Mu over and over again.

The room is full of dusk, the twilight is in harmony, the breeze in late autumn shakes the orange leaves, the light and shadow fluctuate into dynamic patterns, and the body is warmed.

I just experienced the urgency of the Guangya Cup. After the game, I was pestered by Qiao Yuyang. I didn’t fully recover my physical strength. In the afternoon, I played Tai Chi with KIK.

Needless to say, the 15 mattress is really different from ordinary ones, lying on it is soft, comfortable from head to toe, wrapped in a familiar atmosphere, Ning Heng fell asleep in a daze.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already dark, and a small lamp was on by the bedside. The warm yellow light added a bit of warmth to the dim environment.

Ning Heng rubbed his eyes, his fatigue was relieved, his sore waist also felt a lot more comfortable, his brain restarted, and he checked the time, it was 08:30 in the evening.

He was covered with a small blanket, the shoes on his feet were taken off and placed on the ground, and there was a glass of water at the head of the bed that was within reach.

——It is self-evident who did it.

Ning Heng drank all the water, didn't bother to put on his shoes, and just got out of bed with bare feet.The night in late autumn will be a little cool, so he put on a blanket and looked for another figure.

At night, the base will be brightly lit, and the lights illuminate every corner of the room. Ning Heng searched around but found no one. When he was about to go back to get his cell phone to make a call, he found movement from the back kitchen.

He walked over and looked in through the crack of the door. Qiao Yuyang turned his back to the door, lowered his head to cut vegetables, and made a dull sound when the blade collided with the cutting board. Judging from the fast and neat rhythm, the knife skills should be quite skilled.

Water was boiling on the stove, the heat was wafting out, and the water in the pot was bubbling.

Ning Heng wanted to scare him badly, pushed the door open silently, took every step lightly, and then suddenly hugged Alpha's waist.

"I heard you come down," Qiao Yuyang smiled, his movements remained unabated and were not affected at all.

Ning Heng was displeased, and twisted his abdominal muscles, "You can't cooperate if you know I'm scaring you?"

"Doesn't it seem that my alpha is too useless?"

To be intimidated by an omega.

"It's boring." Ning Heng curled his lips, let go of his hands and stood beside him, and picked up the sliced ​​cucumber, which was thin and fragrant, "What are you cooking?"

"Cucumber and egg noodles," Qiao Yuyang said, "the back kitchen and auntie cleaning also took three days off, and there were no ingredients in the kitchen, so I feel wronged and Ningshen followed me to eat noodles."

Ning Heng showed a strange look, "I've only heard of tomato and egg noodles."

"That's not a good time to taste." Qiao Yuyang put down the noodles and began to chop the green onion again.

Ning Heng looked at his proficient look, and the corners of his mouth subconsciously curved slightly, "I didn't expect you to be able to cook?"

Qiao Yuyang said indifferently: "I came out after my mother died, and I didn't have any money at that time, so it was impossible to eat takeaway all at once."

"..." Accidentally poked someone's pain point, Ning Heng let out a muffled oh.

Qiao Yuyang glanced at him, couldn't help laughing, "It's okay, it's already over."

Ning Heng coughed lightly, and changed the subject awkwardly, "Do you need my help?"

"You can?"

"will not."

"...Then what can you do for me?"

Ning Heng turned around and went to the disinfection cabinet to get the bowls and chopsticks, "I don't know how to cook, and it's not like I'm missing an arm or a leg."

Qiao Yuyang nodded, "Okay, peace of mind, help me get the sesame oil?"

"Where?"

"Look up, in the cabinet on the left."

Ning Heng had long arms and legs, and took it off easily according to his instructions, and handed it to him, "Are you so familiar with the kitchen?"

"When there is no competition, I will come down to cook something when I am hungry at night." Qiao Yuyang felt that the noodles were almost ready, so he put cucumber slices and beaten egg custard into it.

Ning Heng didn't have any sense of hunger, and couldn't stand the smell wafting from the pot. He stared at the churning noodles and egg flowers, "When will it be good?"

"almost."

Ning Heng licked his lips, his eyes were shining, and he obediently stood aside waiting for the food.

Qiao Yuyang took out the noodles, poured the soup, added seasonings, and finally drizzled sesame oil, sprinkled green onion on top, the rich fragrance was mixed with the fragrance of cucumber, and the light green luster was very appetizing just by looking at it.

He walked towards the restaurant with two bowls of noodles and said without looking back, "Hold the chopsticks."

Ning Heng followed behind, and after sitting down, he couldn't wait to put it in his mouth, the scalding heat made him flinch a little.

"How grown up, do I still have to brag to you?" Qiao Yuyang laughed at him.

Ning Heng didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he blew and sucked two big mouthfuls.

"Is it delicious?" Qiao Yuyang wiped the soup splashed on his face with a paper.

Ning Heng ate anxiously and quickly, with noodles in his mouth, he replied vaguely: "It's just... so-so!"

"Then don't eat it," Qiao Yuyang took the bowl away.

"Yeah yum—!" Ning Heng held the noodles in his mouth and didn't bite them off. The noodles slipped out of the bowl, making his chin full of soup.

"What are you doing?!" Ning Heng wiped his mouth angrily, "Give it to me."

Qiao Yuyang ate the noodles slowly, "Since you can't get into Ningshen's mouth, let's order takeaway."

Ning Heng stared at him angrily for a while, then swallowed the noodles in his mouth, "...Give it to me quickly!"

He stood up, walked around the wide and long dining table, and struggled to carry his bowl.

Qiao Yuyang deliberately asked: "Didn't you say normal?"

"Can you control it?" Ning Heng's ears were slightly red, and he buried his head in his meal.

Seeing him like this, Qiao Yuyang had a gentle smile in his eyes.

After dinner, Ning Heng offered to wash the dishes. He is not the kind of person who takes advantage of others. After everyone else cooks, it is impossible for them to wash the dishes.

He put a small blanket on the chair, rolled up his sleeves, and stood by the pool platform, the water rushing towards him.There was a sudden heat on his back, and Alpha's tall figure covered him tightly.

Ning Heng paused, his heart skipped a beat, and he pretended nothing happened and continued washing.

"Why don't you wear shoes?" At Qiao Yuyang's height, Omega's snow-white neck is close at hand, under the barrier as thin as a cicada's wings, the glands are slightly red and swollen, it was bitten and rubbed by him last night, the red marks on the neck Scattered like plum blossoms, revealing a style that is both pure and lustful.

Ning Heng looked at the bowls that he had repeatedly wiped, and the detergent on the dishcloth was almost gone, "Too lazy to wear it."

Qiao Yuyang tore off his barrier stickers, lowered his head and kissed the omega's neck, appreciating the marks he left with satisfaction.

"Hmm..." Ning Heng made a soft nasal sound, his knees were a little weak, and his back was leaning against Qiao Yuyang's chest, biting his lips unconsciously because of the tenderness rising from his body, his ears were getting hotter and hotter, "Can you Don't bother me?"

He could hardly hold the bowl steady.

Qiao Yuyang spread out his arms around his waist obediently, "Why did I bother you?"

"Damn it, pheromones are all over the room!" Ning Heng gasped wetly and growled angrily.

Qiao Yuyang bit Ning Heng's gland, "It's because you are so fragrant, I can't control it."

Ning Heng took a small breath, the hand slipped into the pool, and the back of his neck was itchy like waves, he leaned forward, trying to escape from the shackles of alpha, gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "Bowl..."

"It's already clean." Qiao Yuyang picked him up and bit Ning Heng's lips unceremoniously.

Ning Heng was so kissed that he was still thinking about business, and said intermittently between the kisses: "I...you...don't make trouble, I have something to tell you."

"Well, I'm listening." Qiao Yuyang's kiss lingered on the collarbone.

Ning Heng's body trembled, and he plucked Qiao Yuyang's hair, "You...what the hell can I say about you!"

Qiao Yuyang: "Did you gag?"

Ning Heng's complexion was flushed, his toes curled up impatiently, the ankle injury had completely healed, the sprained area had returned to its previous smoothness, the skin was white and tender, and the calves and thighs were tight.

He raised his head and panted, the two streams of pheromones were entangled, entangled in their necks, unable to blend in and extremely harmonious.

The tyranny in Alpha's bones was fully revealed, and the pheromones arrogantly wrapped Omega from head to toe, clamoring to swallow people alive.

Every time he bullied omega, he whimpered and cried. The usually unruly and indifferent person showed an arrogance in front of him that no one else had ever seen. His possessive desire was greatly satisfied, and he wished to bully others even harder. .

Ning Heng used his last rationality and clarity to say in one breath: "It's about KIK. I went to see their manager, Han Mu, this afternoon."

Hearing this, Qiao Yuyang paused, straightened up and stared at Ning Heng condescendingly, the lust in his eyes dissipated, and the black pupils were deep and dark, "He was looking for you?"

"Well, he has been contacting me since the end of the Guangya Cup." Ning Heng calmed down his disordered breathing, his eyes were wet, the moisture still remained, and his bright red lips opened and closed, "Call me or send me an email."

Qiao Yuyang thought for a moment, "Is he the one on the phone in Japan?"

"Yes," Ning Heng put his arms around Qiao Yuyang's neck, his voice was wet and soft, and there was a little imperceptible flattery, "I recorded the sound, it's in the phone, you hug me up and play it for you."

"Where are you going?" Qiao Yuyang asked.

Ning Heng was inexplicable, "The room."

"Which room?" Qiao Yuyang walked towards the elevator with the man in his arms.

"..." Ning Heng didn't speak, his chin rested on Qiao Yuyang's shoulder.

"Your room or mine?"

"..." Ning Heng wanted to bite him to death.

Qiao Yuyang is really a complete jerk.

If he went back to his room directly, he wouldn't make a fuss about going back to his own room to sleep in a hypocritical way.But Qiao Yuyang solicited his opinion viciously, so he had to let him speak out.

It was as if he had willingly sent himself up there.

The elevator quickly reached the fourth floor. Qiao Yuyang stood in the corridor, waiting for the person in his arms to make a decision. On the right was Ning Heng's room, and on the right was his.

"Hurry up," Qiao Yuyang urged viciously, "My arm is sore."

Ning Heng smashed the jar and said viciously: "Your room! Go to your room!"

Qiao Yuyang hummed, and said calmly, "You chose it yourself, I didn't force you."

"..." Ning Heng bit him unbearably.

Qiao Yuyang put him on the sofa, covered his cold feet with a small blanket, and handed him the mobile phone on the bed.

Ning Heng unlocked the lock, turned the volume to the maximum, and the conversation between him and Han Mu was heard clearly.

Qiao Yuyang's face became darker the more he heard it.

Ning Heng thought that he was dissatisfied with meeting with KIK people privately, so he quickly explained: "This recording is enough to show that they contacted players from other teams in private. In the future, we will play Yin, we can make this audio public, and then..."

"Wang Hui drugged you? Did he want to seduce/rape/you?" Qiao Yuyang stared at him with black eyes, his jaw line was tense, "When did it happen?"

"..." Ning Heng stammered, "Well... before the termination of the contract."

Qiao Yuyang's voice was cold and deep, and the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly. With the ups and downs of emotions, the pheromone of alpha skyrocketed. Although he tried his best to suppress it, the pheromone mixed with anger still leaked out, like a sharp blade. The fragments are divided in the void.

Ning Heng's glands were swollen, his lips were blushing, and he looked at him with some discomfort.

Qiao Yuyang took a few deep breaths, hugged him in his arms, and comforted him: "Sorry, I couldn't control it."

"No...it's nothing." Ning Heng patted him on the back and explained: "He didn't succeed, I ran away."

"I don't care about this." Qiao Yuyang touched Ning Heng's fluffy and soft hair, "Tell me the process."

Ning Heng mobilized the pheromones to appease the sharp and repulsive air pressure of alpha, and said in a cohesive manner: "It's...it's nothing, it happened to be in estrus at that time, but it's okay, I usually exercise, and I also put Wang Hui He was wounded. Didn’t you hear Han Mu say that he lived in the hospital for a week? He deserved it.”

"That's really cheap for him." A stern light flashed in Qiao Yuyang's eyes.

Ning Heng didn't hear clearly, "What?"

"It's nothing." Qiao Yuyang asked in a low voice, "Are you injured?"

"No," Ning Heng puffed up his chest, and said proudly, "I used to pay attention to exercise at home... but after joining the team, I didn't do much exercise."

Speaking of this, he was a little annoyed, "Fuck, I'm all focused on training."

Qiao Yuyang curled his lips, and the coldness in his eyes melted a little, "It's okay, it's considered exercise in bed."

"I'm telling you something serious, can you stop talking yellow?!" Ning Heng was so angry that he wanted to slap him, "I have something serious to ask you."

Qiao Yuyang played with his hand, pinching the soft palm of Omega, with slender fingers, round fingertips, and cleanly cut nails, "You say."

"Han Mu said that after joining KIK, he may not be able to be your teammate. What does that mean?" Ning Heng stared at Qiao Yuyang, "Also, at the end of the domestic solo qualifiers, you and Ran Peng had a quarrel, what did he say three times?" What does the period of the year mean?"

That night, he was interrupted by Qiao Yuyang's mother and forgot to ask, and later he confessed his love, completely forgetting about it.

It wasn't until Han Mu said this suggestive sentence that he remembered it——Qiao Yuyang left a question that night without explaining it.

Qiao Yuyang lamented that Ning Heng's mind was spinning too fast, and he was able to connect after such a long time. He didn't know whether to praise him for being smart, or for being too sharp.

"You must tell me today." Ning Heng's eyes were urgent, and the spark of seeking knowledge flashed in his penetrating eyes.

Qiao Yuyang rubbed the strand of hair that was sticking out of Ning Heng's head, and replied casually: "Before I went back to beg my dad, Fang Zhao came to make trouble a few times, and Mr. Yao couldn't take good care of his body."

"Well, then what?"

"At that time, he bought Mr. Yao's company, and he was sure that Yee would not be able to make a comeback. Seeing that I had been taking care of Mr. Yao, he came to make trouble a few times, and said sarcastically that I would have no way out if I followed him."

Ning Heng frowned slightly, feeling a bad premonition.

really---

"So I made a three-year contract with him in a fit of anger," Qiao Yuyang said, "If he doesn't win the world championship within three years, I will go to KIK to help him play until he retires without signing fee."