Widowed Bot Lane [eSports]

Xiao Zeyang was taken aback by Jing Fan's words, and subconsciously straightened up, but unexpectedly, Jing Fan hugged him even tighter.

And it was also at that moment that Xiao Zeyang could clearly hear Jing Fan's deep panting echoing unscrupulously in his ears, a little itchy, but more comfortable.

In Xiao Zeyang's impression, although Jing Fan always seems to make such weird jokes, but now... an extremely strange feeling in the dark made Xiao Zeyang realize that maybe this time Jing Fan is really not here. just kidding.

But even so, Xiao Zeyang still didn't make any resistance.

He didn't know if it was because the aura emanating from Jing Fan made him unable to resist, or because he had already begun to try to accept Jing Fan from the initial psychological acceptance and finally gradually transformed into a physical acceptance of Jing Fan in a subtle way... …

This is not a bad thing, on the contrary, Xiao Zeyang is even excited about it.

Xiao Zeyang is also a boy, of course he knows what is the most thing that pops up in the mind of a man in love, but the difference is that some people are willing to work hard to endure this strong impulse for the person they like, while some people But only thinking about how to vent this impulse.

Obviously, Jing Fan is the former.

But Xiao Zeyang understands that being willing to endure does not mean that this kind of patience has no limit. Maybe Jing Fan's limit is very high, but in Xiao Zeyang's view, counting the time, maybe it should be time for him to let Jing Fan feel It's time to show your true heart to him.

"Jing Fan..." Xiao Zeyang's voice was very small, with a slight tremor: "Have you been drinking..."

"Yeah." Jing Fan nodded and smiled, with a hint of blurred sexiness in his expression.

But Xiao Zeyang knew that he must still be sober now, Jing Fan can drink very well, Xiao Zeyang has heard more than one person say this.

"Take me drunk?"

Xiao Zeyang put his fingers into Jing Fan's hair and rubbed it. It was soft and smooth, with a wet feeling that he hadn't had time to blow dry after taking a shower, and a little fragrance of shampoo...

Jing Fan is probably one of the few boys Xiao Zeyang has ever met who loves cleanliness, even though everything he uses, whether it’s shampoo or shower gel or anything else, doesn’t smell very strong, some even have no smell , but Jing Fan always has a faint fragrance on his body, that kind of fragrance is more natural than any high-end perfume, it smells refreshing.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that Xiao Zeyang's physical resistance to Jing Fan dissipated so quickly.

"Isn't it good?" Jing Fan stretched out his hand and hooked Xiao Zeyang's chin: "Otherwise, what would you do if I went to find someone else?"

"Then chop off your so... and feed it to the dog," Xiao Zeyang tilted his head and looked at Jing Fan: "There's no way for you to steal it next time."

"Oh, you are still very fierce."

Jing Fan couldn't help being amused by Xiao Zeyang, and stretched out his hand to gently unbutton Xiao Zeyang, his movements were as steady and gentle as ever.

"Jing Fan..." Xiao Zeyang suddenly grabbed Jing Fan's wrist: "You... it's probably not the first time."

Xiao Zeyang let go of Jing Fan's wrist after he felt the movement of Jing Fan's hand obediently stop, put his forearm in front of his eyes, turned his head sideways, put the other hand on his side, gently Clutching the quilt tightly.

It might seem a little abrupt to ask such a simple and straightforward question, but Xiao Zeyang just wanted to know, and he couldn't find any other better way to express it for a while.

After hearing this sentence, Jing Fan didn't show the slightest nervousness, but instead smiled at Xiao Zeyang: "What do you think?"

"So proficient..." Xiao Zeyang still didn't look at Jing Fan with his forearm. He didn't know if he was evading or what. Anyway, he suddenly didn't dare to look at him, but the words on his mouth continued. Said: "I don't think it should be."

Jing Fan didn't say anything, Xiao Zeyang blocked his eyes and didn't know what his expression was, he just felt that after a pause of three seconds, Jing Fan gently grabbed Xiao Zeyang's wrist and took it aside, forcing Xiao Zeyang's eyes to look at him. he.

"Then if you guess wrong, won't you be punished?" Jing Fan tilted his head and looked at Xiao Zeyang, his eyes were full of anticipation: "Huh?"

"..." Xiao Zeyang hesitated for a moment and then quickly shook his head: "No...I'm not stupid, how do I know if it's the first time...Is it all because of your mouth..."

"I'll lie to you?" Jing Fan raised his eyebrows and asked Xiao Zeyang.

"Normally, it wouldn't be possible," Xiao Zeyang looked at Jing Fan, pretending to be thinking, "But if you can punish me, I think you'd be quite happy..."

"Baby, you also made me too unprincipled."

Xiao Zeyang smiled, then tilted his head at Jing Fan: "Then before you..."

"No……"

"No messing around?"

"Baby, you have so many questions..."

"Then I don't have to ask the question clearly before doing a 'big' thing, and I will regret it at that time... Hey... Hey, don't... Ah!! Help!! The world champion is pulling his pants to play a hooligan!! "

****

Jing Fan is a gentle person.

Xiao Zeyang thought that his personal definition of Jing Fan would come to an end today, but unexpectedly, Jing Fan's performance surprised him.

Maybe this is due to his personality, or maybe even after he has achieved his goal, Jing Fan is still holding back, trying to give Xiao Zeyang the respect and sense of security he wants to the maximum.

Xiao Zeyang has always felt that the identity of "shou" is a shameful thing for a person who is 20 years younger... But this time, Xiao Zeyang felt that maybe he really thought too much.

The dim light at the head of the bed was reflected on the curtains, and the fine evening wind slipped in quietly through the gaps in the curtains, as if blatantly prying into the secrets of the two that had been suppressed for too long.

……

……

"Does it hurt?"

Jing Fan put his hands on Xiao Zeyang's belly and hugged him, that gentle voice was nothing more than the best painkiller, but Xiao Zeyang still nodded frankly.

"Um……"

"Then I'll be slower next time..." Jing Fan smiled and kissed Xiao Zeyang.

"I think your main problem is to be thinner or slower..." Xiao Zeyang sniffed, then turned his head and smiled at Jing Fan: "I think I can take a pencil sharpener..."

"Baby," Jing Fan interrupted Xiao Zeyang with a smile, and lightly stroked Xiao Zeyang's delicate and tender face with the hand that was around Xiao Zeyang: "Isn't it true that your butt hurts?"

"..."

Xiao Zeyang was so frightened by Jing Fan that he shrank his neck quickly, but still wrapped his arms around Jing Fan's waist honestly.

Perhaps Xiao Zeyang has gradually become addicted to the sense of security that overflows deep in his heart when he is close to Jing Fan, and even sometimes, especially when Jing Fan approaches him with a smile on his lips, Xiao Zeyang will I feel that I will be in a hurry like a young girl who is in love.

Perhaps from the very beginning, Jing Fan was an extremely perfect trap for Xiao Zeyang, disguised by various means, quietly probing around Xiao Zeyang speciously and without leaving a trace, until one day Xiao Zeyang Finally, I couldn't help but fell into this trap, and I couldn't get out any more...

Fortunately, this trap is warm enough and safe enough.

So gradually Xiao Zeyang no longer thinks about how to escape...

****

The next day's training was still going on as usual, but before the training, He Weiming held a regular meeting for the players as usual to make a summary of yesterday's game.

"I replayed the game last night. Although I said that I won, I didn't have any pressure, but in fact, there are still many details." He Weiming sat in front of the whiteboard set up in the training room and looked down. Laptop on my lap: "Yan Fusen, I won't talk about the problem of you losing the dragon, you can adjust it yourself, but Gao Yuqi, you lost nearly seven soldiers in the early stage. In fact, I have wanted to talk about you since yesterday. "

"..."

"Is this the record you should have achieved in the dominant game?" He Weiming pushed his glasses, glanced at Gao Yuqi who was sitting on the farthest side, and then glanced at his wrist calmly: "How is the state recently?" Sample?"

"well enough."

Following He Weiming's gaze, Gao Yuqi looked down at his fragile little wrist, and then gently clenched it with the other hand and twisted it a few times.

"Go to the hospital if you can't, don't procrastinate," He Weiming sighed, pinching his forehead a little depressingly: "Just in time, I would like to discuss something with you on this occasion..."

After He Weiming finished speaking, he looked around and made sure that everyone was listening, and then slowly said: "I have also discussed with Gao Yuqi privately before, and finally decided to gradually transfer the command of the team to Xiao Zeyang from the next game onwards. Transfer, the transitional number of transfers is about five to ten games, after the transition is completed, Xiao Zeyang will serve as the general commander of the entire team, and Gao Yuqi will be the deputy commander."

……

……

? ? ! !

After hearing the news, Xiao Zeyang had only one question in his heart: Why did he decide to transfer the command of the team to himself, and he didn't know at all...

But then Xiao Zeyang figured it out quickly. It didn’t matter if he knew it earlier or later. Anyway, Xiao Zeyang didn’t have the right to say no at all... Now it’s a discussion, but in essence, it’s not a discussion with Xiao Zeyang. , I feel like it’s just a notification to tell everyone...

But Xiao Zeyang was still terrified.

Five to ten games, to put it bluntly, it will take about two months.

"From today onwards, Xiao Zeyang did not train alone, and Xiao Zeyang is mainly in charge of the entire command."

"..."

Hearing this, Xiao Zeyang couldn't help turning his head to look at Jing Fan beside him with a look of despair.

God knows how much he wants Jing Fan to save him now.

But there is no way, He Weiming is a devil.

The devil cleared his throat, and then said calmly while looking at the computer: "It's useless to see Jing Fan."

"..."

"Jing Fan dared to say one more word during training, and directly broke his legs."

After finishing speaking, He Weiming probably felt that it was not enough, so he added another sentence.

"All three legs are discounted."

Jing Fan: "?????"

The author has something to say: drop update card~~