Thousand-layer routine of green tea as the essence [e-sports]

As soon as the manager left, Zhou Yu immediately turned on his phone and posted on Weibo.

I clicked on Feng Anyu's homepage and took a look, and sure enough, it had been deleted, but there was still a good thing spreading the screenshots at that time in the Overwatch topic.

[Feng Anyu was forced to delete Weibo? [picture]】

【You don't even look at who he's referring to, it's the Fu family. Be sober, it doesn't matter if the person he said is still alive or not. 】

[Above, your number is gone [狗头]]

【So what is the relationship between SpiritZ and God A?It can't really be that kind of deal... It's kind of disgusting. 】

[Times have changed, men can also rely on their ass to trade? [Vomit]】

[At first, I liked this rookie's output position quite a bit. I thought he played well. Thinking about it this way, he just used a lineup like Sombra to restrain himself from the limelight. His strength is really hard to say...Now I read Feng Anyu's Weibo , I understand everything, I can only say that the water in the e-sports circle is deeper than I imagined, and it is difficult for their second team Tang Feng, that guy is quite good, and he is squeezed out by this person who relies on climbing the bed. It's hard. 】

[Why hasn't God A's girlfriend fans come to speak out?Has this wave of direct human settings collapsed?Distressed. 】

Most of them scolded him, but there were also quite a few who even spoke ill of Mu Huanxing.Zhou Yu watched and squeezed his phone tightly.

"If you don't eat the millet porridge, it will be cold!" the aunt downstairs called out.

He came back to his senses and turned off the screen: "Here we come."

We will deal with these people later, the most urgent thing is to take good care of Mu Huanxing first.

Zhou Yu carefully filled a bowl of millet porridge with Mu Huanxing's chopsticks. He added sugar and tasted it. He felt that the sweetness was not bad, and poured another cup of warm water into the room together.

Seeing him coming, Mu Huanxing lay on the bed and stretched out his arms: "Brother Yu helped me up, I have no strength..."

As he wished, he was embraced by Zhou Yu and leaned against the soft pillow. He drank a few mouthfuls of the warm water that was brought to his mouth, and said softly, "Feed me."

"Okay." Zhou Yu's heart was about to melt, so naturally he agreed, sat by the bed, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and fed it to him.

"It's still hot..." Mu Huanxing frowned before his lips even touched the spoon, and avoided it.

Zhou Yu quickly turned the spoon back to cool it down: "Okay, try again, it shouldn't be hot anymore."

This time he was willing to eat it, just taking small bites, a spoonful of porridge seemed to be tasting some peerless delicacy.

According to his way of eating, a bowl of hot porridge was brought out, and the rest was almost cold, Mu Huanxing stepped back a little: "I'm full."

"Are you full?" It took only a few mouthfuls... Zhou Yu put down the porridge bowl.

"Yeah, if you don't believe me, feel it, you're really full."

Mu Huanxing took his hand and pressed it against his stomach. The slightly higher body temperature made Zhou Yu withdraw his hand in a jerk: "It's fine if you're full. Are you sleepy? Do you want to sleep for a while? You'll get better sooner if you rest more."

He reached for the thermometer next to him, and tried Mu Huanxing's forehead again, feeling that the temperature had dropped a lot.

Mu Huanxing obediently let him put the thermometer in his arms and clamp it, and blinked: "I want Brother Yu to sleep with me, otherwise I won't be able to sleep."

Originally planning to take care of him and deal with those things on Weibo, Zhou Yu stopped when she heard this and was about to stand up and go out: "I'm going to take a shower first, I'm not clean, I'll sleep with you later."

But Mu Huanxing refused to let him go, and tugged at Zhou Yu's sleeve: "Get your clothes and wash them, I have everything in the bathroom in my room, I'm so sleepy, brother Yu will finish washing soon and accompany me."

As he spoke, he yawned a little, Zhou Yu's throat was tightened by his crystal moist eyes: "Okay, okay, I'll get the clothes." He stroked the top of Mu Huanxing's hair, moving swiftly to his own He took out his underwear and pajamas from the room, and went into Mu Huanxing's bathroom with a towel.

The bathroom inside the room is separated by frosted glass. Although the scene inside cannot be seen, there is still a vague figure, mixed with water marks constantly rolling down from the glass.

The sound of water from the bathroom in the cubicle sounded, and the person sitting on the bed turned his head, his eyes lingering on the blurred glass for a while, and then lowered his eyes to cover the turbulent undercurrent in his eyes.

That's great, he listens to whatever he says, and he looks so cute and cute when he circles around him.

If only it could stay like this forever.

He can satisfy Zhou Yu with anything, as long as it is what he wants, what he likes.

It can be anything.

Mu Huanxing squeezed the corner of the quilt, thinking that illness might really magnify one's emotions. The things that had been suppressed by him in the deepest corner of his heart for a long time came out again, screaming in his mind.

How could he not notice the pictures Qiao Xi said, not only did he notice, but he was also the person who experienced it most personally at the closest distance.

Zhou Yu was nervous and cautious, caring and caring for every detail of his emotions meticulously.

love it.

The horns were twisted a little by him.

He never thought that such a person would live in his heart quietly one day.Even when he was rejected back then, he was just... a little more disappointed, and there was a deep desire, but it was not as strong.

Zhou Yu is a very gentle person in his bones, and he knew it from the time when his heart was first sprouted. The back of the front table is the strength that has supported him for a long time in the Mu family, which cannibalize people but does not spit out bones.He also worried that Zhou Yu had been beautified into what he wanted in his mind, and he was worried that he would be disappointed after being together.

Now it seems that his worry is really unnecessary.

The more you understand and get in touch with, the stronger the desire to like and want to get.

He was shaping a "Mu Huanxing" according to Zhou Yu's ideal type, but Zhou Yu himself grew up completely according to the most throbbing appearance in his heart, from the inside out.

So it is even more impossible for him to let go. He wants to weave a web, trap people bit by bit, eat them up and wipe them out, and become completely his.

If Zhou Yu breaks up after being found out...

impossible.He wouldn't agree to a breakup, not anyway.

The sound of water in the bathroom gradually stopped, Mu Huanxing collected his emotions, returned to his sick and delicate appearance just now, and curled up under the quilt.

"Wait a minute, baby. I'll blow my hair. I'll be here right away!" Zhou Yu opened the bathroom door, and the sound of the hair dryer sounded. Not long after, he turned off the hair dryer, reached into his hair, and felt it to make sure it was completely dry. go out.

Zhou Yu still had the heat from the shower, Mu Huanxing took his hand and lifted the quilt to invite him. Worried that the other party would catch a cold, Zhou Yu quickly got on the bed and got in.

"Does it still hurt?" This time, he saw Mu Huanxing's red marks again. He rubbed his hair pitifully, took out the thermometer to check, and the temperature dropped a lot.

Mu Huanxing muttered, "It hurts...it won't hurt anymore if you hug me to sleep."

After finishing speaking, he got into his arms, buried his head in Zhou Yu's chest, a very dependent and clingy posture, which made Zhou Yu's protective desire come out suddenly, and quickly hugged him and comforted him along his back: " Hey, just sleep and wake up."

"Well."

He did have a fever, Mu Huanxing snuggled against him and soon fell asleep, Zhou Yu heard the breathing in his arms slowly and steadily, stopped touching his hand, sat up, touched his phone and clicked on the online consultation .

[Eat liquid food before the injury recovers, do not sit for long periods of time, try to use clean water for bathing, and use soft cushions when sitting...]

A series of precautions on how to deal with that injury were listed on the website. Zhou Yu read them carefully, wrote them down one by one, and took a screenshot.

He waited for a while after reading it, and made sure that Mu Huanxing was fast asleep. He got up very lightly, tucked up the corner of the quilt, put on a coat and quietly left the room, and went straight to the room where the manager and the public relations team were. The building next door.

"Brother Yu!" As soon as Zhou Yu opened the door and went in, he bumped into Tang Feng head-on.

He was a little surprised: "Why are you here?"

Tang Feng apparently just ran over from the dormitory of the second team, breathing unevenly: "I, I saw the news on the Internet, they said, they said me, hey, they provoked us, brother Yu, don't believe it!"

Of course Zhou Yu wouldn't believe it, and smiled: "I'm here to deal with this matter, and it's all a trick with rhythm on the Internet."

"Yes, yes, it's all rhythmic." Tang Feng followed him into the manager's office.

The manager raised his head in surprise: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"Yes," Zhou Yu pulled a chair and sat down, then handed Tang Feng a hand, "I want to ask Feng Anyu what you plan to do with Weibo."

The manager put down his pen: "Oh, about this matter, I will get in touch with the public relations team, just find someone to suppress it, and then catch those accounts that are making trouble, and it will be fine in a few days."

Zhou Yu frowned: "But the rhythm has already been brought up. Even if it is suppressed, those people's goals have been achieved. From now on, as long as Xiao...Fu Yunling and I are still playing professionally, we will never be able to get rid of these remarks."

What's more, he and Mu Huanxing are indeed in a relationship. Could it be that in the future, once they hug in front of others, they will be speculated maliciously like this, and if they are a little intimate, they will be hung up and scolded once?

Tang Feng hurried forward: "I can help. Didn't Feng Anyu say that you have no strength to take my place, Brother Yu? I can use my account to edit and send out the killing shots of the previous trial training, so that Should be able to prove it?"

"This will only make them more able to make use of the topic, that is to say, you were forced by us to perform a show, and the kill clips are all fake, so what can you do?" The manager looked at them helplessly, "I know you are very Angry, but the best way to deal with such rogues is to ignore them, the more you ignore them, the more interesting they will find it, and it will create heat for them.”

"I want to disclose my relationship with Fu Yunling." Zhou Yu said suddenly.

Tang Feng and the manager were taken aback.

Zhou Yu: "We are lovers, there is nothing we can't talk about, and there is no rule that OWL players can't fall in love, right?"

As far as he knows, the world view in this book is far ahead of the real world in order to create opportunities for the two protagonists to fall in love. The acceptance of homosexuals is much higher than in reality. Those people on the Internet will scold them, Mostly because he felt that he was not convincing in the airborne first team, and was led by Feng Anyu.

But if they confess their relationship frankly, then everything Feng Anyu said will be untenable.

As for others to believe it or not... Xiu died and they were done.

"No, no, absolutely not!" The manager was the first to react and stood up from his seat, "Think about it, you have just started playing professionally, you have no achievements and no fan base, and Fu Yunling was already very popular in the circle before joining the team. If you are famous, your identities are not equal. Even if it is made public, others will still catch you and scold you, and your career from now on will be equated with this matter. When others think of you, they will not think of you first, but A Boyfriend of God, is this okay with you?"

Zhou Yu just wanted to say that he didn't care, but the manager said, "What's more, you have to think about Fu Yunling. I know you have a good relationship, but he has a lot of fans, and it's a fact that the fans are mostly female. If you do this, what will he do?"