Deep jungle routines[E-sports]

"Young yin and yang are weird." Rong Ling got angry and turned Liao Yi's head aside.

Liao Yi straightened up, stretched his legs, and swayed his ankles together.

"Let me tell you, Lin Yifeng probably doesn't have time to catch up with you now." Liao Yi knocked on the table to remind Rong Ling.

"What happened to him?" Rong Ling was a little surprised.

With a smile on his face, Liao Yi folded his hands flat in front of his stomach, and swayed the chair back and forth slowly, but didn't catch up.

Annoyed by his mysterious appearance, Rong Ling scolded "What's the matter?", turned his head and ignored him, and prepared to send Lin Yifeng a WeChat message with his mobile phone.

When Liao Yi saw that Rong Ling hadn't taken the bait, he helplessly pressed Rong Ling's arm.

"Okay, okay, let me tell you... I just chatted with him for a while, and he said he was going to have dinner with his girlfriend, and he slipped away after saying goodbye."

girlfriend?Rong Ling raised his eyebrows high.

The first round of training was over in the evening, and everyone stood up and moved around one after another, looking for food, looking for drinks, yawning and chatting, and the training room suddenly became lively.

Rong Ling and Liao Yi got together and chatted.

"Look at this one, yes, this one is more clearly seen." Liao Yi was holding up the phone and flipping through it, "See, the third one on the right, the one in a short skirt."

Rong Ling moved closer: "This one with long hair?"

"Correct!"

Rong Ling looked left and right but didn't see anything good, he frowned, and said after a long time: "That idiot Lin Yifeng found someone who looks like this, I haven't been able to tell who they are for a long time."

Liao Yi barked, and was so happy that he didn't stop for a long time.

Lin Yifeng recently made a girlfriend, who seems to be a medium-sized Internet celebrity, with a pointed chin and big colored contact lenses, and a pouting mouth to act cute.There are tens of thousands of Weibo fans, more than Lin Yifeng.Girls’ microblogs are all selfies in various poses, either when they are eating, shopping, or on the way to eat, buy, buy, and buy.Liao Yi also showed Rong Ling a lot of photos of this girl going to the Chinajoy platform, participating in the comic exhibition cosTwo-dimensional characters, and bouncing on the stage with other girls.

After listening to Liao Yi's explanation for a long time, Rong Ling heaved a sigh of relief. He nodded first and said: "Lin Yifeng is older than me, and it's time to find a companion. It's good." Shaking his head anxiously, he pointed at the screen of Liao Yi's mobile phone: "I'm afraid he won't be able to catch him. Look, how happy others are living. They want money and money, and they want good looks. What's wrong with Lin Yifeng? ?”

To put it bluntly, these professional players, although they now have a somewhat attractive name, they are really not very good at it.It is related to the general environment, and it is also related to the rapid replacement and iteration of professional players.

Athletes are covered in injuries, as are professional players.Even Liao Yi, who has maintained the habit of exercising, has some hidden dangers in his arms and shoulders.

The golden age of a professional player is too short. If you can't seize the opportunity to make achievements during this period and leave some traces, you will soon be swept away by the tide and be lost in the vast river of time.

Liao Yi stared at Rong Ling's side face, he forgot for a moment that this was the training room, all the hustle and bustle went away from him, only the person in front of him with furrowed brows, delicate silhouette, so good-looking that he wanted to swallow it in one gulp .

In his ignorant youth, he was attracted by the most clicked video on the video website, and since then he has been imprinted with the shadow of this person. In the Summoner Canyon, the incomparable, lofty existence who dominates the fate of everyone seems to be a matter of course. Exudes a submissive and intoxicating charm.

The longer I look at it, the more I can't move my eyes.

The longer I miss it, the more I can't control the eagerness in my heart.

Until now, Liao Yi has been so close to him that he doesn't know each other, and he still often feels anxious about gains and losses.

I am afraid that everything now is fake, and I am also afraid that I will let him slip away if I am not careful.

Liao Yi's body moved with his heart, and he grabbed Rong Ling's sleeve with one hand.

Rong Ling:? ? ?

"What are you doing?" Rong Ling was startled, looked around in a hurry, and firmly held Liao Yi's hand, fearing that he would do something earth-shattering if he couldn't control it.

Liao Yi's eyes were extremely bright, shining with the desire to possess.He leaned forward again, licked his lips, pressed his voice and whispered to Rong Ling: "Honey, I want to fuck you, we haven't done it in the training room for a long time."

As his hot breath fell on the side of his neck, Rong Ling blushed uncontrollably. The high fever quickly spread from his neck to his ears and chest. What made him even more embarrassed was that almost at the same time Liao Yi said that sentence, The dormant enthusiasm in the body instantly filled every cell, shouting hungrily and tremblingly, longing, the secret place behind him wriggled and closed, desperately needing to be filled powerfully and domineeringly.

Rong Ling took a tight breath, stared at Liao Yi's eyes for a while, and the wavering in his eyes became more and more obvious.

At this moment, Liao Yi suddenly came to his senses. He blinked, leaned back, and quickly opened the distance between them.

The familiar body temperature and smell are far away, and Rong Ling is not used to it.

Just as he was about to speak, a voice from the side came in. "God Z, fight wild with a wine barrel, and face a poodle, which one should I choose first?"

Rong Ling adjusted his facial expression, crossed his legs, turned the chair to the direction of the substitute jungler, and briefly talked about his outfit idea.

When he turned around again, Liao Yi was already sitting upright in his chair, starting to play ranked.

Rong Ling suddenly felt bored, cursed a few words in his heart, and ran to RANK to kill.

In the second round of the training match, the two sides played rather anxiously, and they played until more than 50 minutes and finally came back with difficulty.After the end, everyone was exhausted, Liao Yi stood up, rubbed his eyes, yawned and walked out.Rong Ling glanced at him quickly, dropped the mouse and followed.Liao Yi thought about the mistakes and indecisive decision-making in the game just now, his brows were knotted, and he slowed down absent-mindedly.

Rong Ling tightened his steps silently, held Liao Yi's waist from behind, turned back and pressed him to the corner between the two walls, and kissed Liao Yi viciously.

The kiss was sudden and menacing.

Liao Yi was stunned by the sudden kiss, and he didn't realize what was happening until his teeth were pried open by Rong Ling, and his two wet, hot and soft tongues were entangled, and he jumped up like an electric shock from the strong stimulation.

Without any hesitation, he hugged Rong Ling to himself, and Liao Yi soon began to fight for the dominance.

The two kissed each other frantically, and touched each other impatiently, neither of them wanted to stop first, they just wanted to indulge in the illusion of being wrapped in the thick black night at this moment.

"Quick, help me." Liao Yi panted and straightened his back.

Rong Ling's voice was hoarse: "No, there's not enough time..."

After all, the bottom of him was so hard that it was about to explode. The two of them pulled off each other's pants, grabbed each other tightly, and couldn't stop rubbing each other, but this couldn't quench their thirst. Liao Yi was going crazy. The hair on the back of Rong Ling's head pinched his chin and kissed fiercely, the flexible tip of his tongue imitated what he wanted to do to Rong Ling, stirring and pushing in again and again, making Rong Ling unable to breathe. The liquid dripped down the chins of the two of them.

The sound of the door being slammed heavily came from far upstairs, which suddenly broke the situation where the two were about to have a fight and get out of hand.

They let go of each other tremblingly, with unwillingness and strong lust in their eyes. They each turned their backs to tidy their clothes, and bowed down to wait for their bodies to calm down slowly.

Scratching the wall uncomfortably for a while, Liao Yi was almost banging his forehead on the ground, and glared at Rong Ling angrily: "What's wrong with you?"

Rong Ling didn't feel well either, his face was flushed with excitement.He raised his head to even out his breath, and his hoarse voice trembled slightly: "Who told you to recruit me?"

"How did I recruit you?" Liao Yi opened his eyes wide.

Rong Ling straightened up, went over to lift up his clothes, rubbed his lower abdomen and waist, and then grabbed him hard.

"Aren't you the one who whispered nonsense in my ear before the training match?"

Liao Yi let out an ah, and all his memories returned, he remembered.

Rubbing his nose, Liao Yi knew that he was wrong, so he said sorry in a low voice with red ears, but he didn't have the nerve to take another look at Rong Ling's face, turned his head and ran towards the dormitory.

Rong Ling touched his lips, the slight numbness and swelling caused by being sucked and bitten still remained there.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath of the air that still smelled like Liao Yi, and walked slowly back to his bedroom.

On the day of the online match between MG and K1, Liao Yi got up early in the morning. The afternoon sun hit the boy's focused face, outlining very beautiful and dazzling lines.

Hugging his legs in the chair, Liao Yi stared at the screen and muttered silently. Seeing the excitement, he grabbed a small notebook and quickly wrote a few words.

As an in-team commander, Liao Yi is in the stage of learning while adjusting his thinking. Arranging training matches with North American and European teams has opened a new door for the players, allowing Liao Yi to see foreign players and foreign teams. Different understandings, all kinds of novel and special tactics, equipment ideas and playing styles have broadened his horizons.

And Liao Yi is not willing to fall behind in domestic competitions. Teams like MG and K1, which rank at the top of the group and are basically guaranteed to enter the playoffs, will definitely become JHG's strong opponents on the way to the championship.

Watching so intently, Liao Yi didn't notice the figure standing quietly by the door.

Rong Ling did not hide the affection in his eyes, he greedily recorded every expression of Liao Yi with his eyes, those who were in good spirits, those who laughed heartily, those who were enthusiastic, those who had malicious intentions, those who had a plan in mind, those who acted coquettishly ... No matter which side it is, it only makes Rong Ling care about him a little bit more, and the accumulation of bits and pieces has gathered into a vast ocean in Rong Ling's heart.

Rong Ling wondered if there would ever be a day when he would get tired of watching in this life.

His eyes followed the sunlight to trace Liao Yi's body, and landed on the light down on the nape of his neck.

Rong Ling's blood was boiling and his heart was beating faster. He couldn't help but walked in, approached Liao Yi step by step, bent down behind his back, put his lips on the layer of fluff, caressed tenderly, and sucked lightly.

The author has something to say: end the mess, sweeten it

Squeeze your cute paws, you have worked hard every day, and I will send you a small flower~