I am a professional rainbow fart [e-sports]

Ba Ye shook his head and pretended to open his palms to block his eyes: "Oh! I can't see it! This is still a workplace, you two, restrain yourself!"

Hua Si covered Feng Chen's mouth and tilted his head, he was seriously reflecting.On weekdays, he has molested Feng Chen not once or twice, what's there to be shy about?The master fights, the one who is shy first loses!

Hua Si stared into Feng Chen's eyes, his face sinking like water, and he had to find a way to get the place back.

Feng Chen blinked suspiciously.

Hua Si let go of his hand, touched his forehead, and raised his chin anti-customer: "Hiss, it's so hot——Do you really have a fever or am I ashamed to touch you?"

Feng Shen: "..."

Hua Si triumphantly showed a triumphant smile at Master Ba.

Feng Chen looked at his smug look a little funny, he didn't let go of his hand, and replied seriously: "I have a fever."

"Oh." Hua Si replied, "It's a pity that you can still play games when you are so burnt."

Ba Ye: "If you are so flirtatious, you can still explain the game."

Hua Si stared at him ferociously: "Do you have a share in talking? Go, go, go!"

Ba Ye rolled his eyes: "Okay, then I don't think you will go to eat supper with me tonight, I'll go first, you two slowly burn each other."

Ba Ye left as soon as he said he would, without procrastinating at all.But when he left like this, Hua Si got stuck, a little unsure of what to say next, and neither of them opened their mouths. Coupled with this ambiguous posture, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Hua Si thought, if Feng Chen spoke first, the two of them might have to be statues here for the rest of their lives: "Cough, I saw your teammate had already gone outside the door, why didn't you wait for you?"

Feng Chen came to his senses, and stared at him with a half-smile: "You thought I had already left, and that's why you said that?"

Hua Si brazenly denied it: "No, I always do this in front of my face and behind my back."

Feng Shen: "We were going to go together, but I forgot something and came back to get it."

Hua Si was indignant: "You are still a sick patient, why is there no one to run errands for you! No colleagues love you!"

Feng Chen: "I can carry it by myself, and I am not too dizzy to walk."

"Oh." Hua Si raised his hand, "Then can you let me go?"

Feng Shen sank.

Hua Si sighed: "Are you a bastard? Do you insist that Qingshan will not relax?"

Feng Chen stared at him for a while, then suddenly took a step forward, narrowed his eyes and rested his chin on his shoulder: "Dizzy, suddenly fainted."

Hua Si: "...then I'll call you an ambulance?"

Feng Shen: "It's not that dizzy."

Flower Four: "..."

exist?Why contradict yourself?

However, Feng Chen pulled him, as if he was determined not to let go, Hua Si raised his head and choked speechlessly: "Then what are you going to do! I'm still a big man with a yellow flower! If you go on and on like this, they will finish the fight in a while." We'll see in the end, what do your colleagues and my colleagues think of us!"

Seeing that he was not enlightened, Feng Chen could only remind him: "Go to your house."

Hua Si tightened his collar vigilantly: "What do you want to do, I'm not such a casual person!"

Feng Chen hung it on his shoulder without saying a word as a pendant.

Hua Si was silent for a while, and silently took out his mobile phone to send a message to Brother Hu: "Feng Chen was taken away by me, before the next match day, I will redeem him with 100 million."

Brother Hu's message returned quickly: "Fuck you, our family's Superman is worth 100 million in one shot?! I'll give you a chance to re-quote!"

Hua Si ruthlessly opened his mouth, "One hundred million!"

Brother Hu: "I can't afford it, you can take it away."

Flower Four: "..."

He patted Feng Chen on the back with a heavy expression: "Your coach doesn't want you anymore."

Feng Shen remained indifferent.

Ten minutes later, Feng Chen entered Hua Si's house as he wished, and was lying dead on Hua Si's bed.His head was really dizzy, but he was in a good mood.

The phone vibrated, and it was a message from the coach: "Have you broken into the enemy's base? Don't pity yourself when necessary, and you are allowed to use beauty."

Feng Shen deleted this record expressionlessly.There was movement at the door, and he quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

"I'm back..." Hua Si was bouncing around, but when he saw that Feng Chen seemed to be asleep, he quickly stopped his voice and slowed down, and lightly approached him and touched his forehead.

The temperature in the opponent's palm dissipated after a while, Feng Chen didn't hear any movement, he was a little curious about what he was doing now, he quietly opened his eyelids, and met Hua Si, who was approaching him with a strange smile on his face while holding up his lipstick .

Feng Chen slowly shifted the focus of his eyes to the lipstick: "...What do you want to do?"

Hua Si's smile froze on his face: "I said this is lip balm, I think your mouth is too dry, do you believe it?"

Feng Chen glanced at the delicate pink paste, expressionless: "Then you apply one and show me."

Hua Si laughed and was about to put away the lipstick, Feng Chen took his hand and pinched his chin: "Or I'll paint for you?"

Hua Si quickly covered his mouth, putting on an expression that would rather die than surrender.

Feng Chen lifted his bangs, he couldn't help rubbing the soft touch, then took the lipstick from his hand, and put a dot on his smooth forehead.Originally, he just wanted to give him a cinnabar mole, but the lipstick was oval, and it wasn't round enough, so Feng Chen traced it a little obsessively.

Hua Sinian didn't dare to resist too violently when he was sick, so he could only ask bitterly: "Is it okay, I was wrong!"

Feng Chen watched his forehead being unconsciously drawn into a circle with a diameter of two or three centimeters, glanced at him calmly, and drew four lines on the left and right sides to cover up, and then let go of his hand: "Okay. "

Hua Si grinned and rushed into the bathroom to look in the mirror, and stuck his head out after a while, with a confused look on his face: "What did you draw?"

Feng Shen said casually: "Totem."

Hua Si narrowed his eyes, very skeptical: "Tell me honestly, do you want to eat hairy crabs?"

Feng Chen was furious, picked up his pillow and smashed it over, Hua Si yelled and hid: "Hey, don't hit my pillow! I have lipstick all over my forehead, what can I do if I rub it on the pillow! Do you care about washing it? !"

Hua Simao was "removing make-up" in the bathroom, so Feng Chen had no choice but to pick up the pillows on the floor, but halfway through the journey, Feng Chen suddenly remembered something.

Why is there lipstick in Huasi's house?

Hua Si came out wiping his forehead, still complaining: "You said hand sanitizer can be used as makeup remover? Why do I feel that my forehead can't be wiped clean..."

Feng Chen stood up and brushed his bangs aside for a look, then rubbed his head casually: "It's clean."

Hua Si always had the illusion that he was being taken advantage of. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead: "It's true, but I still feel red in the mirror."

Feng Chen patted his hand away: "It's you who made your skin red, don't touch it."

Hua Si responded, and sat down cross-legged on the floor to unpack the takeaway, Feng Shen pretended to be casual and asked him: "Why do you have lipstick at home, is it your girlfriend's?"

Hua Si laughed heartlessly: "Where did I get my girlfriend, this is a gift from a friend."

"Oh." Feng Chen was silent for a while, but still asked impatiently, "A female friend who will come to your house?"

"No way." Hua Si grinned, "She's the official makeup artist of the league. She's very interesting. She always wants to fool me and Ba Ye into painting a full makeup with eyeshadow and lipstick... She gave me this, saying it was a boy. The light-colored lipstick that is suitable for children, I really believe her ghost! It is as red as a hairy crab when painted on my forehead!"

Feng Chen relaxed slightly: "It's not that popular either."

Hua Si recalled a bit: "Aren't you jealous?"

Feng Chen didn't answer, and imitated him and sat down on the floor, Hua Si stuffed him with a cushion.

Feng Chen asked: "What to eat?"

Hua Si: "Are you changing the subject?"

Feng Shen stared at him blankly, and Hua Si raised his hands as if surrendering: "Okay, okay, I won't ask, and I'll serve you food. What else do you want to eat as a sick patient? Have some porridge Bar."

He swiftly opened the takeaway package, inside was a box of fried chicken wrapped in red sauce, Feng Shen looked at him suspiciously.

"Oh, I made a mistake. This is mine." With a smile on his face, Hua Si pulled the fried chicken in front of him, and opened another small box with plain packaging, inside was a bowl of white porridge.

A bowl of unpretentious and extremely simple white porridge, not even two chopped green onions.

Feng Chen now wonders if this person is taking revenge on him.

Hua Si smiled and dug out a pack of pickled mustard from the takeaway box: "It's better to eat lightly when you're sick. Ah, here's a pack of pickled mustard. It's spicy. You can't eat spicy food if you have a fever, right? It's confiscated."

Feng Chen no longer doubted it, he definitely did it on purpose.

"Don't you think it tastes bad?" Hua Si dug out his pocket and threw a board of pills to him, "Here, just take the antipyretic medicine."

Feng Shen: "..."

Received the silent accusation from the other side's eyes, Hua Si's smile became even brighter, he picked up the fried chicken at hand, and turned around in front of Feng Chen: "It's okay, you can watch it if you can't eat it, look at the fried chicken. The brightly colored sauce, evenly distributed burnt white sesame seeds, let me take a bite for you to see, hiss——the skin is crispy, the meat is tender and juicy, do you think the porridge has become more fragrant when I eat it?"

Feng Chen picked up the porridge in his hand without looking out of sight.

Hua Si cheered him up: "Come on! Come on! Be bored!"

Feng Chen raised his head and stared at him, Hua Sifei was not afraid, and even took out his phone to take a picture of him.

Feng Shen didn't understand, so he asked, "What are you doing?"

Hua Si buried his hair and sent a message: "Send it to your coach to see how I abused you, so that he can quickly send me money to redeem you. I said before that he couldn't afford [-] million, but this time I bleed a lot. Give him Get [-]% off."

Feng Chen took a sip of the bland porridge, pursed his lips and threatened, "It's best not to be seen by me when you're sick."

Hua Si didn't seem to care at all with the chicken leg in his mouth, and said vaguely, "Just be happy now, and let's not worry about dying later."