I heard that my ex-boyfriend is my new teammate

The Adam's apple rolled up slightly, Shen Qiuming swallowed slowly, his extremely tense nerves faintly warned him——

If Luo Beichen continued to kiss in this position, he was afraid that his old waist might really lose control and split first.

Although P God is a well-known old dog in the professional circle, it sounds too embarrassing to be carried by a wicked teammate on a stretcher to take a promotional photo for the reason of "being kissed by a boyfriend and causing a protruding disc in the waist". Bar.

Fuck it.

Why is it a bit like the sons who sent their old fathers to remarry for a second time?

When Shen Qiuming thought of this scene in his mind, he couldn't help laughing like a fool, his shoulders trembled and trembled.

Luo Beichen didn't know what kind of trouble his boyfriend was taking. He could still laugh out loud after kissing him. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes became a little dangerous.

He freed up one hand, and inadvertently pinched somewhere on the back of Shen Qiuming's neck softly with his fingertips. The other party trembled suddenly, his body froze, and a half-frozen sporadic smile remained at the corner of his mouth.

Feeling that the people below were finally obedient and honest, the man's lips curled up slightly, his brows and eyes softened.

Luo Beichen raised his eyes to look at him, with a touch of helplessness on his brows: "Can't you settle down for a while, my Mr. Shen?"

Shen Qiuming didn't expect that after six years, the other party even remembered the spot on his neck clearly, and somehow felt like he had lost a lot.

Unwilling to be oppressed to death by men, Mr. Shen thought about how to find some place to come back.

With the tip of his tongue touching his canine teeth, he smiled quite roguely: "My Mrs. Shen, you are so pro-French, how can I settle down?"

Hearing this, the man raised the corners of his lips slightly, glanced at him, and said with a half-smile: "Then do you want me to help you, my Mr. Shen?"

Shen Qiuming: "!!!!!!!!!"

Brother Chen, did you drink fake wine behind my back? ? ? ?

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In Shen Qiuming's impression, getting the boy standing on the refrigerator Luo Beichen to say something outrageous six years ago was as difficult as climbing the sky. It was because of his shamelessness that he found someone to flirt with every day before he abducted him home.

But now this Mrs. Shen, your mother is so outrageously flirtatious that her calves are soft.

The driving speed is so fast that you can fly, and the roller coaster doesn't have this.

The other party seemed to be faintly hinting to him that the former little ice cube had gg, and now in front of him was Mrs. Shen who "if you don't flirt hard, I'll lose".

Shen Qiuming subconsciously swallowed his saliva, exerted light force with five fingers, and pushed the man slightly away with his palm.

He lowered his head, pulled a few strands of light-colored hair from his forehead to his ears, and covered the faint blush on his cheeks by the way: "Ma'am, I'm speeding, is it ok to turn off the engine?"

"Row."

Luo Beichen readily satisfied his request, so quickly that Shen Qiuming felt a little uneasy.

Sure enough, the other party continued: "Let's talk about business."

Shen Qiuming: "..."

Can dodge the first day of the first day, but not the fifteenth day.

His wife always haggled over pennies and pennies, so there was no way to discuss it.

As soon as he heard that he was finally going to talk about the past, his nerves tensed uncontrollably, and his nails sank deeply into the flesh. Fortunately, he had listened to the quack doctor's advice and didn't stay long, otherwise he would definitely bleed again.

Luo Beichen noticed the strangeness of his boyfriend in the next second, put his left hand into his twisted palm and interlocked his fingers, and slowly stroked his thin and thin back with his right hand, patiently and tenderly.

The man's deep eyes like ink looked at Shen Qiuming quietly, and those two beautiful thin lips moved closer to the tip of the other's nose, opening and closing.

He says--

"Relax, chirp, relax."

"We don't act on impulse, but on love."

"Because of love, I never lack time for you."

After all, the man chose to give his lover a step to retreat.

In less than half a minute, Shen Qiuming found that the anxiety and violence that had been trying to torture him crazy suddenly calmed down obediently.

In the past, only when he had a face-to-face chat with a quack doctor could he take a breath from the excessive negative emotions and pressure and enjoy a moment of comfort.

In fact, the treatment effect is not very good. He always starts a new round of pain after a short period of peaceful life, as if caught in an endless loop.

When handing him the medicine bottle, the quack doctor said, in fact, you know what medicine is really effective, but you are afraid and subconsciously reject it.

Hit the nail on the head.

Shen Qiuming didn't make a sound, he just stuffed the medicine bottle into his pocket, glared at the quack doctor, then slammed the door and left.

none of your business.

Knowing that this was a defensive act of being poked into a sore spot, he still couldn't help but do it.

No way, he was so guilty.

He threw away the "medicine" with his own hands, and he has no face to get it back, and he can't get it back.

But when even he was tortured to the point of despair, that "medicine" appeared in front of him on his own initiative.

He can't lose him anymore.

Shen Qiuming can no longer lose Luo Beichen.

This idea came to the bottom of my heart and repeated over and over again, as if it was going to be firmly engraved in his brain.

The curled eyelashes trembled slightly, Shen Qiuming took a deep breath, his fingers tightly clasped with the man's five fingers, the palms of his palms fit tightly, and the sharp emotions gradually calmed down.

After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "Achen, can you give me some more time?"

Luo Beichen stretched out his other hand and touched his lover's head, his brows and eyes were full of warmth.

"Mingming, don't be afraid, I will always be by your side."

"Mingming, don't be afraid, as long as you turn around, you will be able to see me."

……

In the end, Shen Qiuming didn't really say anything, except for those things that were buried too deeply, there was no pressure to say anything else with his current state of mind.

Then Luo Beichen lay on the bed, listening to the irritable captain next to him with bad breath and his former wise teammates, his speech speed was almost catching up to the peak hand speed during the game like Gatling gun fire.

"I'm so fucking weird. Prophet is a shit fan, it's none of my business. The fuck puts shit on my head. I'm so fucked."

"........."

"What do you mean I led him to go to grass fans? His group of girlfriend fans and wife fans say that my conduct is not good. The three thousand beauties in the harem tell him not to imitate me, and they also say that those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, oh shit! Batch of cattle."

"........."

"Ghost knows that my mother hasn't even kissed her boyfriend a few times since she was a child. Why should she spread rumors about me? I don't need to talk about my grievances, but you must at least have a certain amount of b in your heart."

"... Chirp."

"Madam, Ning, please control Ning Jiji. I can't fool my teammates every day and criticize myself for having facial edema. Older and mentally retarded children will also have a day of enlightenment. As fathers, we must have this belief."

"........."

"Hey, Deer God, he was too soft-hearted back then. Look at how stupid his apprentice is now. Who is not good enough to fall in love with Jiang Niangniang, and he jumped after her job-hopping. I really fucking thought I was acting A gaming version of Titanic?"

"........."

"Tsk tsk tsk, but chasing your wife for thousands of miles is very courageous."

"cough."

"Baby, why are you so jealous, do you need me to count the number of green hats on his head for you? If you choose me in love, I'll be good, and it's not a loss at all to invest in shares."

"To shut up."

Shen Qiuming, who turned into an old bb machine, wanted to take the opportunity to chat for a while, but his mouth was covered by his dark-faced boyfriend.

"sleep."

"...Uh, what chirp."

"Chirp."

A good night's dream.

Unscrupulously nagging her boyfriend about Bibi all night, Shen Qiuming woke up the next morning full of energy, and it was rare that he didn't need to take pills to refresh himself.

He was glad that he finally didn't have to secretly go to the quack doctor to get medicine. He looked to the side happily, and the other half of the bed was empty again.

With a clear understanding, he wondered whether his good habit of breakthrough hand morning exercises should be promoted to other Internet-addicted teenagers in the team.

Obviously, when playing games, the average person is a strong man and a strong man. He can't stand it, and whoever loves who is the son-in-law. Once they return to normal life, each sister Lin will be reincarnated.

The appearance of their own players with excessive kidney deficiency caused their team's base to be watched several times by the anti-pornography brigade of the community. Of course, there were also emojis next door on the list. The brother teams held hands and walked together in daily anti-pornography.

As a result, nothing was found, although the chicken coop in the base couldn't fucking fit, it was very puzzling to think about it.

After getting out of bed slowly, Shen Qiuming saw a very eye-catching thermos cup and a white sticky note pasted on it in front of the bedside table.

There was a line written on the sticky note, and he glanced at it.

Warm water, drink after getting up.

Enjoyed the considerate service from her boyfriend early in the morning, Shen Qiuming hooked the corners of his lips, and drank the water in the cup in small sips, a warm current swept over his bones, and his slightly stiff limbs after a night of sleep slowly relaxed .

Before Shen Qiuming swelled enough to go out of his boyfriend's room, he sneaked back to his room from the balcony like a thief, and then accidentally put on a mask with He Tian who was watering flowers on the window sill next door.

The other party held a watering can, smiled at him thoughtfully, and made a gesture.

As expected of God P, Black Mirror's emotional breakthrough hand smasher is really intense.

Shen Qiuming: "..."

No, no, I jio that you seem to have misunderstood something!

Before he could salvage his tall, majestic and upright image, Vice Captain He shut the window without hesitation, drew the curtains, and took strict precautions.

A posture that is inappropriate for children is being staged on the opposite side.

Shen Qiuming: "...Fuck!"

Is their base built in the North Pole? No matter where they go, they go south.

He's a bit too fucking southern.

Desperately returning to the room, Shen Qiuming changed into a set of daily clothes and went downstairs after washing, and had breakfast with the other three cheap sons.

When he picked up a fried dough stick and was about to stuff it into the bowl as usual, Ruan Nuonuo glanced at the fried dough stick, then quickly stretched out his chopsticks to stop his movement.

Shen Qiuming: "????"

Oh wow.

Gun Gun, you finally can't help but want to start a war on the tip of your tongue?

Ruan Nuonuo looked at the captain, cleared his throat pretentiously, and said confidently: "Brother Shen, why is it so greasy to eat early in the morning? Don't you want your stomach anymore?"

Shen Qiuming raised his eyebrows, and smiled maliciously: "Gun Gun, you are so swollen early in the morning, do you want to miss you who wore women's clothes?"

Ruan Nuonuo shuddered when he heard the words, and quickly poked Jiang Yinan, who was secretly laughing, and gave him a wink, and the other party immediately pouted and nodded unwillingly.

Shen Qiuming: "????"

There is a ghost? ? ? ?

Jiang Yinan looked at the captain sincerely, and said: "Brother Shen, I advise you to cherish the days when you can still be the team leader. The time is not long, and cherish it while you can."

The corners of his eyes were raised slightly, Shen Qiuming raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Jiang Yinan coldly: "Oh, tell me, which of your sons wants to usurp the throne?"

Jiang Yibei who was sitting on the side said lightly: "The one who went out for morning exercises, the new one."

Shen Qiuming: "..."

Before he could say a few more words, Jiang Yibei suddenly looked up at him with a more serious expression.

He said: "Anyway, I agree with Brother Chen's words, we can't let you ruin yourself any longer, Captain."

The corner of Shen Qiuming's mouth twitched, feeling a little bewildered.

What the hell is "spoiling yourself", why doesn't he know?

What did his wife promote to these silly children while he was away?

Shen Qiuming clicked his tongue and felt a headache: "Aren't you awake, Jiang Dabei?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yibei said without changing his expression: "I woke up, Sha Nan didn't snore yesterday, and I slept very well—"

Jiang Yinan interrupted to protest: "Brother, save me some face!"

"Shut up first," Jiang Yibei stuffed a bun into his mouth, and continued to say to Shen Qiuming, "It's really contradictory. You always remind us to cherish our bodies, but you turn a deaf ear to your own health."

"Brother Chen is right, we are like that Peter Pan who doesn't want to grow up, we have been evading our own responsibilities."

"In the past, we always relied on our status as juniors to continue to accept unconditional help from our seniors, but we forgot that as teammates, we also had the obligation to take care of him, but the fact is that everyone did nothing."

"But from now on," he paused, with a look of determination in his eyes, "we will take good care of you, Captain."

Jiang Yinan also suppressed the smile on his face, and said seriously: "Captain Shen, I know I'm the youngest in the team, but no matter how small the umbrella is, I want to cover the cloud above your head."

"Captain Shen," Ruan Nuonuo called him, "We will grow up quickly, we don't want to be the shackles that restrict your freedom."

"........."

Shen Qiuming lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and remained silent.

It's not speechless, it's just that his throat seems to be choked by some invisible thing at this moment, he tries to open his mouth to say something, but he can't spit out any words, only a few intermittent hoarse breath sounds .

really weird.

He clearly remembered that he was not used to crying easily, why everyone around him recently forced him to barely control the tear glands in the corners of his eyes.

Little drops of tears stained the corners of the long and narrow eyes, Shen Qiuming knew that he was losing his composure, and raised his hand sideways to cover the faint watery light under the eyelashes.

Maybe God is fair, he thought.

Not all of them are listed as top pros.

None of them was born in a strong team and wore glory right after their debut.

But in this small and ordinary team that has never been favored, they met the best of each other, and wanted to do their best to fight for it.

Gathering is a mass of fire, scattered is a sky full of stars.

Although he is already an old and shriveled branch, he also wants to make this spark burn more vigorously at the end of his life.

Shen Qiuming raised his head and smiled slightly towards his teammates at the table.

Clean, pure, just as young and frivolous as before.

"I'm looking forward to it," he said.

My teammates are about to turn from chrysalis into butterflies, and the distant future under our feet can be expected.