Deep jungle routines[E-sports]

Rong Ling pushed the suitcase and walked slowly to the exit amidst the crowd.

He is the first batch of players to return to China, most of the others are still in Europe, and it is rare to go abroad to play for a few more days.

Stopping, Rong Ling lowered his head and took out his mobile phone, intending to check which subway number he should take to go back to the JHG base, when his arm was lightly touched, he frowned, and took a small step to the side.

Unexpectedly, that person approached again and touched Rong Ling's arm again.

"I'm sick... ah..." Rong Ling's voice, smelling of gunpowder, fell silent the moment he saw Liao Yi.

Liao Yi's eyes curled up with a smile, looking at him with joy.

"Why did you come here?" Rong Ling stared at him, raised his hand to grab the mask on his face, "You still made it like this."

Liao Yi quickly dodged back.

what the hell?Rong Ling glared at him.

Bowing his head and straightening his mask, Liao Yi opened his arms and hugged Rong Ling.

Rong Ling froze, and just about to struggle, Liao Yi's low, nasal voice rang in his ears.

"A hug from your teammates. Welcome back."

Letting him hug him awkwardly for a while, Rong Ling patted Liao Yi's arm away, motioning him to let go.The translator Ah Tong squeezed out from the crowd holding two cups of milk tea, and handed a cup to Rong Ling: "The car is outside, let's go there quickly."

Sitting in the car driven by the club, Ah Tong turned around, pointed to Liao Yi who refused to take off his hat and mask, and told Rong Ling with a smile: "This guy has a cold, and his fever reached 39 degrees last night. I asked him to Don't come, he won't listen and insists on coming to pick you up."

Rong Ling was taken aback.

Liao Yi quickly lowered his head and pushed down the brim of his hat to avoid Rong Ling's scrutinizing gaze.

No wonder his voice was a little hoarse just now.

"Stupid."

Liao Yi was very depressed. He pulled down his mask and wanted to speak, but the sound that reached his mouth suddenly turned into a violent cough. Once he started, he couldn't stop.

Ah Tong hurriedly passed water to Liao Yi, Rong Ling hesitated for a moment, sat down and reached out to pat him on the back.

"...I'm fine." Liao Yi blushed and said in a muffled voice.

"He said it's okay, and his voice is broken." Ah Tong turned his head and looked out the window, and asked the driver to stop by the side of the road, "I'll go buy you some syrup."

Ah Tong got out of the car, and the car suddenly became quiet.

Liao Yi took a deep breath, trying desperately to suppress his cough.

But coughing this thing is like a feather in the throat, itchy, up and down.

It's hard to bear.

Seeing his hard-working and patient expression, Rong Ling frowned unconsciously. He first grabbed Liao Yi's arm, then went down and grabbed Liao Yi's hand.

His palms were hot.

Liao Yi was taken aback, subconsciously wanted to pull his hand away, but Rong Ling didn't let it go, tightened his fingers tightly, clasping his left hand firmly.

"Why did you catch a cold?" Rong Ling's tone was very serious, "Did you take your medicine properly?"

Liao Yi's eyes were a little afraid to meet him.

Rong Ling stared at him for a long time, sighed, let go of his hands, and sat back slowly.

The strength of the hand being held suddenly disappeared, and Liao Yi's heart skipped a beat, feeling empty.

He immediately moved over to sit next to Rong Ling.

Just as he was about to touch Rong Ling's hand, Rong Ling cast a sideways glance: "You want to infect me with a cold?"

Liao Yi quickly shook his head.

"Sit back."

Rong Ling raised his eyebrows, Liao Yi pursed his lips, and reluctantly sat on the other side of the car window.

After a while, Ah Tong came back, he looked at the back seat, and resolutely gave Rong Ling the bag containing the medicine.

"This troublesome boy is disobedient, and we can't control him. The task of watching him take medicine is left to you, God Z."

Rong unpacked in twos and threes, unscrewed the cap, and handed over the medicine bottle.

Staring at the bottle of brown liquid, Liao Yi felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Pursing his lips, shaking his head, God A refused.

Rong Ling clicked his tongue impatiently, stretched out the hand holding the bottle, Liao Yi retreated pitifully.

Ah Tong lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, and suddenly heard a scream from the back seat, and turned his head to see a very... eye-catching scene.

Rong Ling pressed on Liao Yi's body, pinched his chin, his eyes were domineering and fierce, and his aura was fierce and powerful.

Liao Yi, who was "pressed" under his head, had tears in his eyes, reddish ears, and a drop of unknown liquid hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Ah Tong: "..."

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Liao Yi turned pale and struggled a bit.

Rong Ling pointed at him: "Swallow it! If you dare to spit it out, you will die!"

Liao Yi, who was still on CD, did not dare to resist.

Sweating profusely, he made up his mind for a long time. He closed his eyes, tilted his neck, and swallowed the indescribable taste in his mouth with difficulty. Just thinking about it made his scalp tingle.

"It's just a medicine, don't you care?" Rong Ling propped his chin up and watched the fun.

Liao Yi's eyes were sad.

"Hey, you've grown so tall for nothing, and it took so much effort to take the medicine, but you're still a child." Rong Ling rubbed his head with a smile.

Liao Yi refused to accept, and muttered hoarsely: "I am only two years younger than you."

That's right, the genius boy who is two years younger than himself, shines as soon as he enters the league, and his future is limitless.Back at the base, Rong Ling slept all afternoon, got up at night, and turned to look at the other bed.

It's empty there.

Liao Yi was indeed in the training room. He wrapped the air conditioner around his body, his cheeks were unnaturally red, and he was concentrating on playing rank.Although he sniffed from time to time and coughed intermittently, Liao Yi was very excited.

The top laner came back from home ahead of time, and had a game of fate with Liao Yi. When they found out that they met each other, they turned on the BB machine mode.Liao Yi took out Thresh, which he hadn't played for a long time, and the top laner took out the hero of faith, Titan.

"Wow! See, my Thresh! The hook is never empty!"

"Damn...why the people you meet don't move, just stand and let you hook them. When I meet them, they all move in a spiral like crazy, and I can't hook them at all, okay... Ouch, why is my E empty?" Just as he was talking, the top order screen turned black and white.

With a hoarse voice, Liao Yi raised his head and saw Rong Ling, and immediately sat up straight.

Rong Ling was amused, his face was taut and he didn't smile, he went in and stood behind Liao Yi to watch him play.

Breathing tight, Liao Yi regained his composure and continued to wander around to make trouble.

Although the Thresh of professional support is not bad, but Rong Ling thinks that Liao Yi's Thresh is more subtle than others, and his position is more elegant, his skills are almost perfect, and his hook is almost perfect.

People in the rivers and lakes call it Conan Thresh.

Wherever you go, people die.

Looking at the record in the upper right corner of the screen, Rong Ling clicked his tongue several times in his heart, this KDA is going to be against the sky.

He looked at it, and suddenly stretched out his hand to cover Liao Yi's forehead.

Liao Yi shuddered, and swiped the mouse for a distance.

"You, what are you doing?"

"It's okay." Rong Ling pulled the chair next to Liao Yi and sat down, turned on the computer and logged into the game, "See if your fever subsides."

While waiting for the resurrection time, the top order jumped over them with a cup to catch the water, and glanced at Liao Yi's face: "Damn it! Little bird, you are so burned that you are still playing rank! Hurry back and rest! "

With this roar, BUBOR, the translator Ah Tong and the others all gathered around to watch.

Liao Yi's face was flushed red, he hurriedly explained that he didn't have a fever, and finally drove them all away, he glanced at Rong Ling's face.

It just happened to catch the undissipated smile on Rong Ling's lips.

With his heart beating wildly, Liao Yi took several sips of mineral water to suppress the unstoppable hotness in his body.

Fortunately Thresh didn't smash God A's golden signboard in that round. After the round, several windows for adding friends popped up, and Liao Yi closed them all.

Is God A's friend position so easy to give?

Naive.

"I'm so hungry, Xiaoniao, let's order supper." The top order shouted.

Liao Yi raised his arms and stretched his waist: "Okay... ah, what do you want to eat?"

"Barbecue!"

"Spicy!"

"fried chicken!"

Holding the mobile phone and poking around on the app, Liao Yi kicked the chair and turned half a circle: "Hey, Ling, what do you want to eat?"

"Is there anything I can order?" He was unfamiliar with the takeaways nearby, so he let go of the mouse and leaned over to look at the phone screen.

Liao Yi enthusiastically introduced to him: "This is delicious...and this one, this one is also good! If you don't like spicy food, then order this..."

Liao Yi, who was lazily sitting in a chair, was half a head lower than Rong Ling who was sitting upright. His hair lightly brushed Rong Ling's shoulders and neck. When Rong Ling lowered his head, he saw a beautiful collarbone line, and suddenly felt a hole in his chest. Burn the fire until your mouth is parched.

"soup."

Liao Yi didn't understand: "Huh?"

"I want to drink iced mung bean soup." After speaking, Rong Ling turned his chair back.

Liao Yi held up his mobile phone with a look of confusion, the wind outside the window was chilly, the moonlight was like frost, where can I get some mung bean soup?

It has to be chilled!

The delivery guy delivered the meal to the front desk, and a group of hungry Internet addicts rushed in from the second floor.

Liao Yi flipped through the pages and handed the two plastic bowls to Rong Ling.

Mung bean paste and tortoise jelly.

The whole training room is filled with the strong aroma of fried chicken and barbecue.

After eating for a while, Rong Ling pulled his eyes away from the screen and asked him, "What did you eat?"

Liao Yi sighed and raised his chopsticks: "Rice noodles, do you want to eat?"

"It's not tasty, it's tasteless." Rong Ling frowned as he took a bite out of his chopsticks.

Liao Yi smiled and looked up at him: "Mung bean soup and Guiling jelly together are not enough to cover the delivery fee, so I ordered rice noodles by the way. It is true that this noodle is not well cooked, but I watched it while eating. You, you feel pretty good."

It's delicious.

Rong Ling choked on a mouthful of mung bean soup.

"Hey, Ling, don't worry, drink slowly... Come on, I'll wipe it off for you." Liao Yi grabbed a tissue and wiped it all over Rong Ling's body. pull away.

Liao Yi was stunned.

Rong Ling slowed down for a while, and hurried upstairs. When he left, his posture was a bit weird, with his waist slightly bowed.

Daily: close to zero 0/1, mission failed.

After staring blankly for a while, Liao Yi pulled the takeaway left by Rong Ling to him, and ate it mouthful.

After eating for a while, he looked at the plastic spoon in his hand. Thinking that the spoon was in Rong Ling's mouth a few minutes ago, Liao Yi couldn't sit still. Busily ran upstairs.

Back in the room, Liao Yi looked over at Rong Ling, but he didn't hear anything, so he walked lightly, went into the bathroom and took a quick shower.After coughing all day, his whole body ached. Liao Yi pressed water on his body a few times while flushing. The hot water washed his sore body and stretched out those awkward and knotted places, which made him feel comfortable.

Climbing onto the bed in the dark, Liao Yi buried his face in the pillow and let out a long breath.

In the dark, something was thrown.

"Sleep without drying your hair, do you feel better after catching a cold?" Rong Ling's sullen voice sounded.

Yi Gulu sat up, Liao Yi asked in surprise: "Ling, you didn't sleep?"

Sleep fart, I slept too much in the afternoon, and now I can't sleep at all.

Rong Ling didn't speak, turned his head to look at the bathroom, he flushed all the things into the sewer, and opened the window for a while, so there shouldn't be any smell...

Grabbing the towel and thinking for a while, Liao Yi jumped off the bed and rushed to Rong Ling's side.

"What are you doing?" Rong Ling raised his foot and was about to kick him: "Get off!"

Liao Yi dragged out his voice: "Zero...you can wipe my hair for me, okay? My arm hurts."

The drops of water dripping from Liao Yi's hair soon made a small circle on Rong Ling's T-shirt.

"...bring it."

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