E-Sports: Keep your mouth shut, the goddess of pure desire, open your mouth to spray the master

Only then did Ke Guoguo come back to his senses and look at Wangrong's returning hand.

The originally long and white palms had been wrapped into the shape of pig's trotters.

Ke Guoguo wanted to touch it but didn't dare. The guilty and worried look on his face was clearly visible.

Wangrong smiled and bumped Ke Guoguo's shoulder lightly, "It's okay. Not to mention that I stopped playing e-sports a long time ago. I am now a coach and I mainly use this place."

As he said this, Wangrong raised his hand and pointed at his head.

"And this is just a little skin injury. It will heal in a few days. It's nothing serious. I'm coming to the bar with you. What's going on with your expression?"

Wang Ronghuan's voice rose slightly, adding a bit of deliberate ridicule, "I'm almost crying like a little cat. Okay, okay. Your analysis is very good. Do you know them so well?"

Ke Guoguo was a little relieved by this gag technique, "Besides, there is another very important point."

"Say it." Wangrong also looked serious.

"Usually people like this kind of street gangsters, after drinking, they grab the bottle and shout, just to make others afraid of them."

"But in fact they are all a group of paper tigers who are strong on the outside but do nothing on the inside."

"They also beat people to scare them. They will hit people on the head with beer bottles, because this is the most effective way to scare the other person. This is especially true when provoking."

"This time, they didn't hit anyone on the head with a beer bottle, but they hit Jin Lin's wrist alone."

There was a coldness in Ke Guoguo's eyes as he stared at the picture of the middle-aged man on the screen.

"This is not in line with their common sense. No gangster would smash someone's wrist in a provocative moment."

The young man took a deep breath and suddenly overturned all his previous thoughts as if he was enlightened.

This is by no means just an accidental event, but a long-planned conspiracy!

Wangrong was still listening to Ke Guoguo's story, and he instantly caught what the wandering thoughts in his mind were.

It was at this rare place of attack that the opponent was never targeting any woman. The target from the beginning was Jin Lin!

"Did the police not find the girl hiding behind Jin Lin?" Ke Guoguo felt that the situation was terrible.

The young man put away his somewhat businesslike look before, lowered his head and replied, "Yes, the police said they were probably afraid of this kind of thing, so they left first, without finding any relevant personnel or recording any materials. After all, they think all this is very common, just like the drinking, quarrels and fights they deal with on a daily basis."

"You have to send someone to contact the bar owner and adjust the surveillance to see if the girl can be found." Wangrong added in a serious tone.

"With so many people on the dance floor, why did they find Jin Lin so accurately and hit Jin Lin's hand so accurately?" Ke Guoguo let out a breath, "This matter must not be settled so hastily."

"Okay, Mr. Rong, this lady, I will contact the bar owner and the police now, and I will also find the corresponding lawyer." After bowing slightly, the young man put away his Ipad and hurriedly turned around and ran away.

The air outside the operation returned to silence.

Wangrong sighed and turned his head to look at Ke Guoguo, "Are you really not going to go back and take a rest? There is a competition tomorrow. Just let me guard here. I will wait until Jin Lin and his parents come over. "

Ke Guoguo shook his head, put on his blanket and coat, went to buy a pack of tissues, and came back with some warm sheets.

Go to the bathroom, wipe off the tears and the worn makeup on your face, and wash your face again.

Ke Guoguo opened the warm-up patches and handed them to Wangrong to return a few. Then he took off his coat and attached several warm-up patches to his limbs.

"I have to stay here. Jin Lin will be very excited when he wakes up. And I can't fall asleep even if I go back now." Ke Guoguo said calmly as he moved, and the sound of the warm-up patch came from him. The warmth made Ke Guoguo breathe a sigh of relief.

He turned his head and looked at Wangrong, who was still sitting there blankly, making no movement, looking at the body-warming patch in his hand.

"You don't know how to use this?" Ke Guoguo asked curiously.

Wangrong shook his head obediently, "I've never used this before. And look."

Wangrong also raised his two wounds that were tightly wrapped with gauze.

Ke Guoguo tapped his forehead, "You blame me. Then I'll put it on for you. This warm-up patch can keep us a little warmer. Although it's August, the temperature at night is still a bit low."

Wangrong also opened his hands and looked at Ke Guoguo intently, with a little curiosity and expectation in his eyes.

Ke Guoguo tore off a body-warming patch and put his hand into Wangrong's clothes.

The moment the cool hand touched the hot back muscles, Ke Guoguo clearly felt that the muscles in his hand shrank and then hardened.

"There's no need to work hard to build up your muscles." Ke Guoguo patted her gently, and then put the warm-up patch on her clothes.

Most of the other locations follow the same pattern.

It's just that Wangrong is not comfortable taking off his clothes and can't use his hands, so some physical contact is inevitable in the process.

The waist, arms, and legs can only be pasted in place by extending the arms through the cuffs of the T-shirt.

Wangrong tilted his head slightly unnaturally, holding his breath, trying to avoid letting his breath hit Ke Guoguo's arm, and his muscles bulged up unconsciously.

It seems that he is longing for the person in front of him to touch him a little bit.

Until they got the last warm-up patch, Ke Guoguo and Wangrong both looked at their abdomens in unison.

This place is really a bit tricky.

When Wangrong was still thinking about how to refuse, Ke Guoguo had already torn off the warm body patch and stretched it towards Wangrong's abdomen.

"No... no need! Guoguo!" Wangrong shouted quickly, leaning back as hard as he could, but there was a whole white wall and the back of the chair behind him, making him unable to retreat.

Wang Rong also pressed his whole body against the white wall.

"Paji"

This time Ke Guoguo pasted the last warm-up patch on the outside of the T-shirt through his short sleeves.

"Just make do with this place." Ke Guoguo clapped his hands with a magnanimous expression, picked up the body-warming patch and a bunch of trash with its outer packaging torn open, and turned around and walked towards the trash can.

Wangrong's still tense muscles relaxed, and his heartbeat was about to explode.

Seeing Ke Guoguo turning away, Wangrong Huan felt a sudden sense of loss in his heart.

What are you missing?

Are you disappointed that you can't let Guoguo touch your abdominal muscles?

Wang Rong also quickly shook his head to get rid of all the messy thoughts in his mind.

The earlobes also became hot and red without realizing it.

Wang Rong coughed a few times unnaturally, trying to calm down as soon as possible, and then looked at the direction where Ke Guoguo disappeared and waited quietly.

From a distance, it looks like a stone.