Doggy players have no desire to survive

Zhou Zheng lowered his body a bit, and took the initiative to pull the distance between the two of them, a steady stream of heat radiated from him, his dark eyes stared directly at Shen Yao's eyes, and he whispered: "This is not okay, that is not okay, you What do you want to do to me? Sunny?"

The last sound rises slightly, like a small hook, without even a bait, just throwing it into the water, fluttering and waiting for the fish he wants to catch to take the bait by itself.

What do you want to do with him?

Shen Yao was at a loss.

If the opponent is a primary school student who bullies his younger brother, he can drag him to their teacher without saying a word.

If it is a middle school student who is called by elementary school students to beat someone, he can do it directly without saying a word.

But if Zhou Zheng...

What can he do to Zhou Zheng?

"Huh? Why didn't you talk?" Zhou Zheng scratched Shen Yao's chin, as if teasing a cat. Shen Yao didn't react for a while, and just stared at him blankly, letting him tease him.

Zhou Zheng snorted and thought to himself, I really misjudged before, what kind of wolf cub is this?Kittens are about the same.

Snoring, he can scratch your two paws of the little kitten, and remember to lick your wounds that were not serious.

"Okay, I won't tease you." Zhou Zheng was in a good mood at this time, he let go of Shen Yao's wrist, straightened up, "Let's go, take a shower and change clothes, the coach said that there will be no training tonight, let's go together later Let's go to see the stadium, I will invite you out to dinner tonight."

While letting go of Shen Yao, Zhou Zheng stepped back a few steps, just avoiding Shen Yao's sweeping long legs.

Shen Yao's face was gloomy, "If you go crazy again, I..."

Zhou Zheng was the first to grab people's attention and force his words: "Look, if you bite you, you don't bite, and if you don't bite you, you still get angry. Why are you so hard to serve?"

With a breath stuck in his throat, Shen Yao went out and went into the bathroom, while Ren Zhou was leaning outside the door, talking wildly, pretending to be deaf the whole time.

until……

"Did you bring a change of clothes in?"

Zhou Zheng leaned against the door of the bathroom with a playful smile, and tugged on the locked door twice. Through a thin layer of frosted glass door, he could feel the low air pressure emanating from inside.

"Brother Calling, call once to help you get your clothes, twice to help you get your pants, and three times to help you get your underpants." At this time, Zhou Shen's group was jumping back and forth on the verge of death, wanting to survive like wild horses with prolapsed anus Once gone, never to return, "Or two get one free, and you don't need to call for your underwear."

I call you a big headed ghost!

Shen Yao chose the former between walking past Zhou Zheng half-naked and calling his brother to compromise. He pulled a bath towel around it, and said angrily, "Can you use your current strength to the right place?"

Zhou Zhengle: "The right place? Isn't that just welcoming men and being tough from the front?"

"In your eyes, why can't you be rigid?" Shen Yao unlocked and pushed the door, and the water vapor from the bathroom slipped out along the crack of the door.

Shen Yao's skin is very fair, but it's not the paleness of being in the house for a long time without seeing the sun all day long, but a very healthy kind of rosy fairness. The two spots of color on the chest became more and more conspicuous.

A drop of water rolled down from the wet hair against Shen Yao's cheek, flowed over his graceful jawline and collarbone, followed the texture lines all the way down, and disappeared on the edge of the snow-white bath towel.

The two long legs were half covered by the bath towel, and only two slender calves were faintly exposed at the bottom. The water dripped from nowhere and rolled down the skin. Zhou Zheng rubbed his fingers and felt that he could hold them with one hand. Those thin white ankles.

It seems that it is easy to leave marks.

Zhou Zheng looked away reluctantly. The goalkeeper who gave the mouth the door was probably fired by him. The train running in the mouth became more and more unreasonable, and it roared towards the edge of the city. ..."

"Shut up, you." Shen Yao covered Zhou Zheng's mouth expressionlessly.

There were also a few drops of water on Shen Yao's hands that hadn't been wiped dry, and the soft palms were a little damp, with the milky fragrance of the body wash provided by the hotel. Zhou Zheng once disliked the smell of being too feminine, and had to bring a full set of toiletries every time he went out.

——In the words of Manager Chen, it’s just that things force one.

But this milky scent was on Shen Yao's body, but he couldn't get enough of it.

Zhou Shibi suddenly asked, "Hey, are you straight or curved?"

Shen Yao: "..."

Zhou Zheng's topic shifted too much to guard against. Shen Yao was taken aback for a moment, and the word "bend" slipped to his lips, and he could barely swallow it back. He let out a breath, and looked at Zhou Zheng pretending to be calm, "Guess?"

"Let me guess..."

Zhou Zheng rolled his eyes, and said in his heart, if you weren't bent, Dad and I would live broadcast upside down jerking off.

But he still chose a neutral answer: "I guess you are double, don't you say that eight out of ten men have double?"

There are also two special bases.

"Guessing a riddle is a conservative way of life, really good." Shen Yao said with contempt.

He walked around Zhou Zheng to the room, trying to pretend to be casual and asked: "What about you? Straight or curved?"

Zhou Zheng was still leaning against the bathroom door, put away his indecent smile, and looked directly into Shen Yao's eyes, with a rare serious expression on his face.

"I am what you want me to be."

Shen Yao's heart skipped a beat, and he pressed his hand on the doorknob for a long time, as if he had forgotten the next move.

Zhou Zheng straightened his body and walked behind Shen Yao step by step. Shen Yao's hair has not been scissored much under Chen Meiyi's request. It is much longer than when we first met. A thin pale pink curve emerged from the middle, and Zhou Zheng found out that it was a scar after a closer look.

"How did you do it?" Zhou Zheng stretched out his hand and wiped it.

That scar seemed to be very sensitive, Shen Yao shuddered slightly, and subconsciously hid, "I don't know."

Uncleaned water kept lying down along his bare back, outlining the shape of a butterfly bone, and the slightly reflective water marks ended in the sunken waist.

Zhou Zheng was suddenly thirsty.

Throat is so thirsty it's going to smoke.

He couldn't help reaching out to hold Shen Yao's shoulder, Shen Yao trembled, and the two puddles of water also shook twice, overflowing a little, as if they couldn't hold it.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the room seemed to be a bit high, and the hot wind surrounded the two of them. The water droplets left on Shen Yao's body were evaporated a little bit, and the eyes blurred by the water dripping from the forehead hair became clear again.

Even more frightening than the temperature was the heat emanating from the person behind him, almost burning him from a distance of half a meter.

Shen Yao suspected that after taking a bath for half an hour, what he used to take a bath was not water at all, but high-concentration spirits.

Otherwise, why would you be so dizzy?

The distance that can be called dangerous gradually shrinks, fifty centimeters, forty centimeters, thirty centimeters, twenty centimeters, ten centimeters...

until it fits perfectly.

Zhou Zheng's arms were stretched in front of Shen Yu's body, the tip of his nose was buried in his wet short hair, and the faint fragrance penetrated into his nostrils one by one. He reached out and wiped Shen Yu's waist, and there was a little water stain on his thumb. , touched that small piece of smooth skin as one wished.

"The water is dry."

Shen Yao suddenly woke up, broke Zhou Zheng's arm, pushed open the door of his room, and slammed it hard before Zhou Zheng followed in. A loud "bang" dispelled the ambiguous air in the room.

"Damn! I have the most handsome nose in the world!" Zhou Zheng yelled dissatisfiedly, covering the bridge of his nose that was almost flattened by the door, "Hey! Why are you so ruthless? Be a human being and keep a line, so we can meet each other in the future!"

Day Nima Day.

Shen Yao said indifferently: "Even if I go to fuck the sun, I won't fuck you."

A man's lazy voice came from outside the door: "Don't talk too much, be careful to be locked by the true fragrance law of Wang Daphilosopher."

The two of them went through such a toss, and at least they were delayed for more than an hour, and the time agreed with the main force had already passed.

Zhou Zheng pushed open the door, and found that other people were already standing in a row in the corridor, only the two of them were missing.

"What is this? Are you here to see the exhibition?"

"Yo, it's finally finished? It's so fast?" Ning Yu looked at the two people who came out of the suite one after the other with a strange expression, his eyes deliberately turned around on Shen Yao's half-dried hair, and he stabbed him with his elbow. Stab the waist of the person next to you, motioning him to eat melon together.

"Who do you say is faster?"

Men always pay special attention to words such as "OK", "Slow", "Length" and "Thickness". Zhou Zheng is no exception, "You can't say 'fast' to a man, you know?"

"You have to ask the person concerned about the speed." The other person was stabbed by Ning Yu in pain, and after throwing his elbow back, he smiled and looked at Shen Yao who was following Zhou Zheng, "Tell me, Sunny? Is Zhou God fast?" Is it still slow?"

Shen Yao glanced at Zhou Zheng, and replied concisely: "Seconds."

Everyone except Zhou Zheng burst out laughing.

The veins on Zhou Zheng's forehead twitched. If it was Yan Xiyue who said this, then Zhou Zheng must let him know why the flowers are so red, but if it is Shen Yao...

In the end, Zhou Zheng just stretched out two fingers and pinched the back of his neck, as if teasing a kitten, "Don't cry and call me brother!"

Shen Yao patted his restless paws away, "Wash up and sleep, there is everything in the dream."

Others in EG have long been familiar with the exasperating interaction between them, and each one is calmer than the other. The cleaning lady passing by can't help but suspect that she is too sensitive.

Zhou Zheng walked at the end, hooking Shen Yao's neck with one hand, and introducing some old opponents to Shen Yao, "The one who asked you just now is Wang Yang from Liuliu Dashun. , It’s like being invisible in the game, he’s the best at attacking from behind and sowing discord, remember to be careful when you meet him in the future, and Ning Yu’s grandson, be careful of the two old foxes being led into the ditch.”

"Zhou Gougou, do you think anyone can't hear you?!" A young man with a cropped hair turned his head and pointed his middle finger at Zhou Zheng, "What do you mean by attacking looks? If you have the guts, try saying it again?"

"Hey, I just want to say it!" Zhou Zheng approached Shen Yao's ear and began to force him loudly, "Did you see that? The idiot who gave me the middle finger to your brother is Liuliu's North, Liu Jiangbei. During the exhibition match, we still I snatched a car from him, remember? A typical brainless hardcore gangster, bumping into him is a big deal... But generally, the only people who give me the middle finger are those who are confused by me. "

The slightly hot breath wrapped around his ears, and Shen Yao felt his earlobes turn red again, he responded indiscriminately and pushed Zhou Zheng away, quickened his pace and followed Manager Chen.

After dinner, several people walked together and strolled around the arena. The layout of the arena was coming to an end, and the pyramid-shaped seats surrounded a high platform.

Ning Yu poked Wang Yang's waist, "Guess what that is for?"

"I don't know." Wang Yang said as he stabbed Zhou Zheng, "God Zhou, do you know?"

"I don't know, but I can guess it..." Zhou Zheng joked with a smile, "The organizer is really capable and big-hearted. Is it really not afraid that someone will grab something and run away?"

"Who would do this except you?" Shen Yao gave him a disgusted look, "No, who would have such an idea?"

"It's too much of a prize." Zhou Zheng was humbled in a symbolic manner.

"What the hell is it?" Liu Jiangbei's reaction fully reflected the self-cultivation of a fool.

Zhou Zheng raised two fingers in front of his eyes as a gesture of victory. Looking through the gaps between his fingers, a golden trophy seemed to appear on the empty high platform.

"It's something that every professional player dreams of."