Please stop the behavior of the king of vinegar [e-sports]

New content appeared on Lu Yan's Weibo, which hadn't been updated once in ten thousand years.

Graphic Weibo.

——In the photo, there are a few contestants whose faces cannot be seen clearly under spraying flowers all over the sky, and a big word "WIN" on the background screen.

There is also a hand holding a small flag near the picture. The beautiful bone lines are not difficult to distinguish, and that is Lu Yan himself.

[AUG11 means, AUG/11th, August 8th, explain to those who understand]

Soon someone recognized from the scene and the team uniform that it was a game that ChuY won many years ago, but August 8th is like a riddle, and no one knows what it means for the time being.

[? ?Shocked my family tree, so Fengshen was also a ChuY fan before he became a professional? 】

[I'm convinced, is this a direct declaration of war on South? 】

[The standard configuration in the e-sports circle, Sao Gong and Tsundere has suffered, others stand back a little, don't block me from watching my cp eat, sleep and play games, thank you]

[There is a picture, Chu Shen must have been so shy that his eyes drenched before he entered]

[So what exactly is August 8? ? ? ?Anniversary? ? Coach @VPL Yun, who understands and stands up? 】

Chuya was the person involved, knowing that August 8th was her real birthday.

So he carefully read Weibo a few times to make sure he read it correctly, and 1 shit quickly came to his mind, thinking, how is Lu Yan so smart——just in time to make up the meaning of the id AUG11, and persuade South to leave, it will be hard for everyone good.

After all, no matter how many players have watched ChuY's game, only AUG11 seems to be so obsessed with him after he retired. If it is explained in this way, no one should question his relationship with Lu Yan again.

As expected of a high-achieving student, this wave of English synonyms has been converted to 666.

Chu Ya patted Lu Feng: "You are smart, little brother, then wait for me~"

He was eager to protect his husband, so of course he posted on Lu Yan's Weibo: Coincidentally, my real birthday happens to be 8.11.

Professional e-sports players usually go to bed late and wake up late, and it is already early in the morning, but this does not affect the Weibo comments completely exploded when Chu Ya clicked to repost.

[! ! ? ? 】

【Lying trough】

[I'm numb, what time is it, am I still awake? 】

[So you two knew each other before? ? ? 】

[ChuY is a real fan?Excuse me, fuck me too, or I will lose my fans (dog head)]

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! !My wifi5G is ready, please continue! 】

[Honestly speaking, I feel that ChuY is lying in the arms of Shenshen and watching Shenshen's microblog... What should this fierce man do to stop barking like a dog? 】

【Wow woof】

[I have checked the route from the IS team to the Civil Affairs Bureau of Pudong District, please take a screenshot and save it so that you don’t lose it]

[How old was the God of God at that time? 16? 】

[?I'm not clean anymore, the unit I thought of was centimeters? ? 】

The pursuit of idols was indeed the original intention of many e-sports players - being able to use ChuY's birthday as a professional id, the socialism teammate friendship is nothing more than that.

Although Chu Ya knew that it was forced to make it up, she still happily raised her phone: "We are at the same level as the king, those little girls should stop talking about me and South."

"..." However, Lu Yan overestimated his ability to bear, and soon the roots of his ears turned red, feeling ashamed of being publicly announced by the God of Chu.

He didn't dare to look at Chu Ya too much, so he could only hold her in his arms and rub against him: "Thank you..."

"I wasn't sure if you would get back to me."

Chu Ya was very puzzled: "Why didn't you reply? Anyway, your ID is not really my birthday, so it's okay to deal with it."

With that said, Chu Ya picked up a crunchy shark from Lu Feng's bedside, ready to eat and sleep.

But the dead silence around was a bit strange, Chu Ya felt strange, lightly poked Lu Feng's face with the crunchy shark, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The other party looked at him, and suddenly blushed: "What... what do you mean it's really your birthday?"

Chu Ya hurriedly comforted him, and said, "Isn't your id actually the birthday month of the assault gun AUG and Yu Chen? Or something else... I don't know, but it's okay, and the others don't know either."

His original intention was to praise Lu Yan, but Lu Yan suddenly snatched the food from his hand and refused to let him eat it. He looked at him with his lips tightly closed and did not speak.

While Chu Ya was in a daze, Lu Yan stuffed all the crispy sharks into the drawer, hugged him tightly, covered the two of them with the quilt, and said angrily, "...sleep!"

The lights dimmed, the Weibo news continued to skyrocket, and the jokes were already emerging one after another, all of which were VPL's first coquettish attack, which made ChuY cry so hard that he couldn't scold anyone, but Chuya always felt that he was gradually becoming a boss The torn pillow was almost bald by Lu Yan.

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So this night, Chu Ya slept in Lu Feng's arms without daring to move.

When he woke up in the morning, he realized that even though Lu Yan was still asleep, his brows were still furrowed, like an angry three-year-old child.

So he felt a little distressed and blamed himself: "Hey, it's my fault, I must reform and be a new person."

Although I don't know where the mistake is, it's right to change the fuck.

He quietly used two fingertips to flatten the wrinkles between Lu Yan's brows, and comforted the other party's still serious sleeping face: "If it's about the game ID...then I will definitely guess what your ID means next time, okay? "

Lu Yan was in a daze, and stubbornly hugged him back into his arms, obviously not fully awake yet: "Why...won't you remember me?"

Chu Ya was also very guilty of her amnesia, so she could only rub Lu Feng's head: "I...I don't know..."

"...I'm sorry, little god, when I remember one day, I will wash my stomach and throat clean and apologize to you."

While patting Lu Feng's back, he fumbled around under the quilt, trying to find his phone to see how many minutes it was before the alarm clock, but when he finally grabbed it, he found that it was Lu Feng's phone in his hand.

So before he had time to react, the phone lock was unlocked.

Iris recognition - Lu Yan once entered his, and told him the phone password, so that he can check it at will.

So even if he didn't want to read it on purpose, the contents of the other party's phone were displayed in front of his eyes without reservation.

Moreover, the screen in front of him was not the main screen, obviously Lu Feng was watching something else last night.

Chuya panicked—what secrets could a boy in his 20s have on his cell phone?It was nothing more than some little yellow texts and videos on station P, he was afraid that Lu Feng would watch these before going to bed - if he violated Lu Feng's privacy in a disguised form, it would not be good after all.

But for a moment, the curiosity in his mind couldn't be suppressed again - take a, a little look at what type her husband likes...it shouldn't be a big deal.

As long as he doesn't have big breasts and buttocks, he can still be saved.

If Lu Feng likes people with long legs, he even has a fucking advantage.

So after dawdling for a few seconds, Chuya still couldn't help but lift her eyelids and cast a glance.

But at the second when the autumn morning sun shone in carelessly, Chu Ya found in a daze that what was displayed on Lu Feng's phone was a screenshot of the chat history.

...?

Chu Ya was a little dazed, and her first reaction was like that of ordinary people, thinking that Lu Yan was chatting with other people.

He was extremely flustered, until his dizzy vision caught it, it was a private message on Weibo, not a chat software, and the object of the private message seemed to be... ChuY.

In an instant, his mind exploded, and he couldn't think for a while, let alone control his hands—he flipped left and right, only to find that the front and back were full of chat screenshots, and they were all the little boy who came to ChuY to say, Crispy Shark Don't send them too much to eat.

I took the first place in the English test again today, but it was too difficult to fill in the blanks and did not get full marks.

Yu Ze insisted on me playing in the grade basketball game, but he didn't seem to talk to me much.

My brother celebrated his birthday and didn't ask me to go with him.Forget it, I don't want to go either, I don't remember his birthday.

God Chu, nothing happened today, but I cried for a while for no reason, I don't know what happened.

Chuya opened her lips slightly, her whole heart began to tremble.

...This is Lu Feng?

Or could Lu Feng be the high school student who planned to commit suicide?Still keep every screenshot of their chat?

His heart was flustered and tense, but before he could sort out his chaotic thoughts, Lu Yan moved and was about to wake up, which made him reflexively lock his phone and stuff it under the quilt.

"... What time is it?" Lu Yan turned over and hugged him tightly, mumbled in a daze for a while, but soon regained consciousness, a little ashamed, "Master Chu, did I... lose my temper with you yesterday?"

"Ah?" Chu Ya trembled, "No, no. You, you respect the old and love the young... How, how could you lose your temper with me?"

"...I have." Lu Yan rubbed him disobediently, and said, "I seem to be angry."

Chu Ya said without hesitation: "W-Where is it? Only, as long as you haven't raped me, you won't be considered angry—"

"..." Lu Yan opened his eyes, and squeezed his cheek seriously, "What are you talking about, how could I force you?"

Chu Ya couldn't help but think "But I really want to be forced by you, God", so conveniently picked him up and comforted him: "I'm sorry, I should explain to you seriously...the Weibo I sent didn't lie, It's not a fabrication due to the situation, I, my ID means that, understand?"

But as he said that, he still rested his chin on Chuya's shoulder unwillingly, and began to mutter: "I, I always thought that my professional ID was quite good...! No, unlike some people... who only Use pinyin."

Now Chuya understood: "Who do you think can only use pinyin??"

"...Of course I mean you, God Chu." Lu Yan replied confidently, "I'm not exaggerating, CP fans within a radius of 500 miles can be made to cry by you."

He hugged Chuya tightly, and was ready for Chuya to break free and run away again, but this time, Chuya hugged him with his backhand and did not move.

"...?" So after hugging for a while, Lu Feng panicked, "...what's wrong?"

After being bullied, he didn't blush to resist and was held down and kissed by him. Is this... still Chuya?

The author has something to say: the heart will get closer and closer

晚上（或者半夜？OTL）还有一更昂-3-～感谢在2019-11-2023:57:37~2019-11-2318:02:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 muziki;

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Rrned 3; wanted to catch Yuyu and disagreed 2; really wanted to violate Yangsi Ya, muziki, Shuimumumu, we'go1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 21 bottles of Baichengzhou; 10 bottles of we'go and Fuxin; 1 bottle of passion fruit double ring gun with ice, re-mouth and one mouthful;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!