You are obedient[电竞]

Shao has been single for 20 years. Before that, he always thought that he should not fall in love. After all, falling in love affects the speed of shooting. E-sports, there is no love.

Until today, he thinks that a man, a man who is four years older than him but looks like a minor is cute, well-behaved, and soft, and wants to provoke him, and wants to see him blush...

This man, who was standing at the door of the room just now, pretended to be cold and coquettish and unconsciously called him - "Brother Jing".

Shao Jing's face, which had been thickened for 20 years, finally began to turn slightly red.

Finally, he stretched out his hand restrainedly, and stroked Song Yan's soft hair again.

"Shenhua went out to buy food, what do you want to eat, Brother Yan?"

If Shenhua knew what happened upstairs, he would have immediately picked up a kitchen knife, chopped Shao Jing into several pieces, thanked him, and finally remembered his business of going upstairs.

It's a pity that Shenhua didn't know, he was still beaming downstairs and ready to discuss cooperation.

Song Yan was dazed by his address, and could only stare blankly at him.

"Eat... eat noodles."

Shao Jing smiled, "Okay, don't let it be spicy?"

Song Yan remembered what happened at lunch, and nodded. It seemed that eating sugar really had an effect, and Shao Jing was not angry at all, nor did he feel that he was in trouble.

Why are you so good?

Shao Jing twirled his fingertips, and there was still the touch of hair on them, and then he paused when he left, "Brother Yan, is there any sugar?"

After Shao Jing left, Song Yan put his hand on my hair, and he touched my head again!

Rounding off he touched me again!

Song Yan buried his face in the pillow and didn't get up until he couldn't breathe. This is true!

He also took my candy, which is really helpful!

Song Yan hugged the pillow and rolled expressionlessly on the bed. After a while, he showed a childish smile.

downstairs--

"It's not me who said, just our HE quartet will be able to debut as a traffic niche." Fu Shu bragged while eating potato chips.

Lu Ziye snatched the potato chips from his hand and snorted, "You can put it down, which traffic kid can have a belly comparable to a little watermelon?"

It was Chi Baibai who first found out that the captain went downstairs, so he asked very kindly: "Captain, what does the little boss eat?"

Shao Jing smiled slightly, and held out his hand to the four of them.

He slowly opened his palm, and there were five colored candies of different colors lying on it.

Fu Shu was the first to get up to get candy, and he boasted: "The little boss is so kind, give us one for each of us."

Unexpectedly, Shao Jing slowly closed his palms, and Fu Shu didn't even touch the candy wrapper.

"Wrong." He glanced at everyone, showing a smile that didn't mean anything, "This is for me."

Crowd: ? ? ? ?

"No, not one for each person?"

"Captain, don't you like sweets?"

From Fat Man Who Eats Everything.

Shenhua felt that Shao Jing's smile was full of malicious intentions, something was wrong, there must be something wrong!

"Oh, I think candy is delicious." Shao Jing sat beside Shenhua, and wrote in Shenhua's notebook—Yan: Beef noodles, don't be spicy.

Then he took apart a yellow candy, threw it into his mouth in front of everyone, squinted his eyes and began to enjoy it.

The sugar is very sweet, as sweet as the little boss just stood at the door.

Seeing his expression, Shenhua was full of haste.

There must be something wrong!

Lu Ziye realized later: "Hey Captain, do you know that the little boss is your fan?"

"The little boss is so cute, and I will give you candy."

Hearing this, Shen Hua's mind finally calmed down, he gritted his teeth and said, "Why haven't I seen you doting on fans like this before?"

"Is it not good to be a fan?" Shao Jing licked his molars, said coolly, and glanced at Lu Ziye by the way.

Shenhua choked for a moment, and said viciously: "When will you pamper those wife fans, maybe we can sell better around here."

Shao Jing didn't answer.

Don't worry, soon the little boss is also a wife fan.

Shenhua picked up the little book and looked at it, and had another intuition that something was wrong!

He comforted himself, maybe Shao Jingliang found out in conscience and started pampering fans?

In the evening, Shenhua came back with dinner. This time he called the little boss directly. The little boss's voice was in a daze, probably just waking up.

Shao Jing was watching from the sidelines, looking at Shen Hua with more and more malicious eyes.

This night, Shenhua always felt that there was a spirit behind him staring at him. Of course, these are things for later.

At the dinner table, Song Yan ate noodles slowly, unlike Fu Shu and the others who were still slouching.

Shenhua looked at it and sighed, as expected of a child from a rich family, even eating so delicately.

After the meal, Fu Shu held his stomach and burped, and the other two went to continue playing games contentedly. For professional players, staying up late is a common occurrence.

Shao Jing turned his phone around, not knowing what he was thinking. After Song Yan finished eating slowly, he dragged the chair to Song Yan's side and spoke in a low voice.

"Brother Yan, add a WeChat?"

Song Yan's ears were red, and Shao Jing's deep voice could not be waved away from his ears.

Too shy.

He nodded, took out his mobile phone and wanted to pass it directly to Shao Jing, when he stretched his hand halfway, he suddenly remembered something.

Then he retracted his hand sharply, facing the screen to himself, and heaved a sigh of relief after making sure that Shao Jing couldn't see his phone screen.

It's so risky, I'm almost going to be regarded as a pervert.

He entered the password, unlocked it, and on the screen of the phone was a photo of Shao Jing lifting his shirt to wipe his sweat after a game, revealing his thin waist and faintly visible abdominal muscles.

Seeing this photo, Song Yan blushed.

If...if Shao Jing knew that he had missed him in front of this photo... he would definitely be kicked out as a pervert.

Song Yan suppressed his inner thoughts and clicked on WeChat.

Because of personality problems, Song Yan didn't have many friends on WeChat, they were basically family members. It took him a long time to find the WeChat friend code.

Shao Jing kept looking at him with a half-smile, leaning his elbows on the table and looking up at his face that was slowly turning red for some reason.

"Are you scanning me?" Song Yan handed out the phone.

Shao Jing took the phone, and without knowing whether it was intentional or not, his slightly cool fingers brushed against Song Yan's fingertips.

Song Yan was taken aback by the unfamiliar touch. Although it was just a touch, it still... made his heart beat faster.

So... Shao Jing's hands are cold...

But it doesn't matter, his hands are warm, you can help him cover them.

Shao Jing's fingers are very slender and seem to be bigger than his own. It seems that two hands are needed to cover his hands.

"Okay." Shao Jing returned the phone to Song Yan, not knowing what the little boss was thinking, his ears turned red again.

It's so cute.

Song Yan's WeChat avatar is a Chinese character Yan written with a brush. It can be seen that the person who wrote the calligraphy is very good at calligraphy, and the WeChat name is also simple-Song Yan.

The little boss looks so cute, but WeChat is very rigid.

Shao Jing's heart was itchy as if being scratched by a feather.

In front of Song Yan, he boldly changed his remarks to "Brother Yan".

Song Yan didn't dare to peek at his phone, just stared at the extra WeChat friend, and didn't change the note.

Shao Jing was a little displeased.

Fu Shu came out of the toilet and walked around: "Little boss, do you want to play games?"

There are not many activities in their base, the most is playing games.

Song Yan subconsciously wanted to refuse, he turned his head and glanced at Shao Jing, who leaned back on the chair and looked at him.

"I can not play."

"Hey, it's okay, my brothers will take you, aren't you a captain fan? Don't you believe in our strength??"

fan...

Everyone knows that I am a fan of Shao Jing, does Shao Jing know it too!

He naturally believed in HE's strength, but he didn't believe in himself. He was too good at playing games, and he didn't make any progress after practicing for so long. He would be subconsciously frightened when he heard gunshots.

In the past, every time Shao Jing broadcasted double volleyball live, he would try to meet by chance, so he was often scolded by his teammates.

But he doesn't care if others scold him. If Shao Jing scolds him, he will be very wronged.

Shao Jing doesn't like to play with people who play games, e-sports, cooking is the original sin.

Song Yan is very self-aware that he is the original sin of the dish.

"Let's play." Shao Jing suddenly said.

After paying the book, the little boss nodded.

Sure enough, a captain fan!

But Fu Shu is still very worried. What if the little boss is too good and the captain scolds him?

Oh forget it, the captain won't line up with them either.

Then he saw Shao Jing go to turn on a spare computer first, and then turn on his own computer.

The little boss obediently followed behind him, and the captain pressed the little boss's shoulder and sat down at the spare computer.

"Try the feel first." Shao Jing said.

Song Yan was confused by the sudden intimate contact just now, and the temperature of Shao Jing's palm still lingered on his shoulders.

Leng Leng nodded.

After paying the book, he ran over knowingly: "Little boss, you will follow me in a while." Damn, if the little boss followed the captain in a while, would he still survive?

Shao Jing glanced at him lightly, showing a sneer.

The curly hair who just came out of the single row took off the earphones: "Four rows? With the little boss?"

Shao Jing responded.

"Give me the ID of the little boss, I'll drag you!"

Shao Jing sneered again.

Fu Shu saw that this was not good, the captain started to put out the air-conditioning before the fight started, don't really scold the little boss for a while, right?

He hurriedly went to the little boss to add another sentence: "Be sure to follow me! I will protect you with my life!"

Shao Jing sneered for the third time.

Song Yan turned his head and glanced at Shao Jing, seeing that he had already opened the game, and the expression on his face was also faint, and he couldn't help but retreat a little.

Then he picked up his phone and sent a message to Shao Jing.

"yanyan"

Shao Jing opened WeChat and took a look, then raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Yan.

Song Yan turned his head and looked at him embarrassedly: "My game name."

"Oh." Shao Jing chuckled, and sure enough, he and Xiao Xinren were alone.

Song Yan knew that he recognized his ID, and felt even more embarrassed.

Before he chased him, he knew that he was good at playing games, which really hit his confidence.

"Little boss, give me your name and I'll pull you in!" Curly was still yelling, and the next second, he saw their captain personally pull a person in.

Curly looked at the screen, unconsciously leaned against me, and couldn't help sighing in my heart——

The captain really likes fans!