dissatisfied [e-sports]

"You don't have to eat any more ice cream." Yan Yibing panted slightly, pursing his lips.

Because the matter of sticking his tongue started with him, now he has no position to condemn Han Mo.

The sweet ice cream juice slid along Han Mo's fingers to the fingertips, and then dripped to the ground along his fingertips. Han Mo's fingers were long and slender, the palms were a little wider than his, the nails were clean and round, and the roots were powdery.

The rum-flavored ice cream is white, and the nails are not too pink, which is a bit lewd.

Yan Yibing cut off his wild thoughts in time.

Satisfied, Han Mo rolled his Adam's apple, looked at the disfigured ice cream, and shook his hands: "Buy another one?"

"No, it's not hot anymore." Yan Yibing put his hands on the ground, shrank back, and leaned against the base of the sculpture.

The sun slanted to the west, and there was a little wind again, and the stuffy feeling gradually disappeared.

Yan Yibing's back was pressed against the cold stone, and as soon as he felt comfortable, his phone rang.

When he looked at the caller ID, his heart almost jumped out of fright.

"my mother!"

Han Mo blinked: "Pick it up?"

Yan Yibing said angrily: "Fuck that, you'll be exposed as soon as you listen to this broadcast resounding throughout the garden!"

Han Mo: "Your mother must have told you about meeting me."

Yan Yibing: "It should be. I'll call her back when I get home and say she's gone to sleep."

Yan Yibing waited until Yan's mother hung up before he heaved a sigh of relief.

But then, he found that Yu Yan started posting pictures in the group.

[Yu Yan: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] There are really a lot of people in Disney, come to see Gou Bing's masterpiece of photography. 】

[Chen Chi: You went to Disney with Yan Yibing on Valentine's Day, isn't it basic, you two? 】

[Lu Jianghe: It's terrifying to think about it carefully! 】

[Yu Yan: Get out!I went with my wife and met Gou Bing and his parents at Disney. 】

Yan Yibing suffocated after reading Yu Yan's speech.

His... parents?

He immediately exchanged glances with Han Mo, and finally started to panic.

Yu Yan and Ding Luo wouldn't go to see Parade too, would they?

Isn't this fucking broken?

[Yu Yan: Where's the Ice Dog?Your parents are right in front of us on the left, and I haven't gone up to say hello, so why don't you introduce them? 】

Yan Yibing's hanging heart dropped half.

But Yu Yan must not meet his parents.

He typed quickly.

[Yan Yibing: My parents live together, don't make do with it, I'm in the bathroom. 】

[Yu Yan: Tsk, sorry.Today, Disney is gifting Mickey Mouse ears to couples. You are alone, and you can't even take advantage of it. 】

[Lu Jianghe: When did Ice God become so idle?People who are usually too lazy to take the stairs on the second floor. 】

[Yu Yan: Captain Han won't take advantage of everyone's holiday to start working hard again, right? 】

[Chen Chi: It's possible. 】

[Lu Jianghe: If Captain Han doesn't work hard, the sun will come out from the west. 】

[Han Mo: No. 】

[Yu Yan: Tsk, I don't believe it, unless you take a photo to prove yourself. 】

[Chen Chi: Come on. 】

[Lu Jianghe: +1. 】

[Yu Yan: Where's Gou Bing?Why don't you come out and discuss together, you idler? 】

[Yan Yibing: ...I don't believe it. 】

He can't help it.

These people are all geniuses.

If he behaved differently than usual, Yu Yan would definitely see it as tricky.

Han Mo chuckled, glanced at him, and asked lazily, "Don't you believe me?"

He leaned over and stroked Yan Yibing's knee with his clean hand, squeezed his fingertips between Yan Yibing's knees, and slowly stroked inward.

"Believe it or not?"

The flesh of the knee socket was sensitive and soft, and when rubbed with the fingertips, it was itchy and numb, and Yan Yi Bing shivered in shock.

He restrained the urge to pinch Hanmo Jingui's wrist forcefully, gritted his teeth and said, "You... take it away!"

He pushed Han Mo's wrist with his sand-stained palm, and the muscles in his calf tensed up.

After all, there are many people, and the influence is not good.

Han Mo rubbed it reluctantly, shrank back obediently, and said in a low voice, "It would be nice if you were wearing shorts."

The moment Yan Yibing retracted his hands, he quickly clamped his legs.

The aftertaste is still there.

Knee is still itchy.

Hold.

Fortunately, I changed into a pair of trousers.

After Han Mo let go of Yan Yi Bing, he swiped open the screen and typed with one hand.

[Han Mo: I can't take a photo, but my hands are indeed not on the keyboard. 】

[Yan Yibing: ...I believe it. 】

It was indeed not on the keyboard, Han Mo's hand was on his lap just now.

The little bastard completely gave up his sense of shame.

[Yu Yan: Do you believe that?When did you betray the organization? 】

[Lu Jianghe: No picture, no truth, that's how workplace pressure comes from! 】

[Chen Chi: Heh, you think that Han Mo will celebrate with you when you go to celebrate the festival?He will only replay the game videos of Zero, CNG, and AX. 】

[Yu Yan: I'm suffocating. 】

[Lu Jianghe: I'm suffocating. 】

【Yan Yibing:...】

[Yu Yan: Where is the formation, Gou Bing?You are very out of shape today. 】

[Yan Yibing: I'm suffocating. 】

[Yu Yan: I can see that you are suffocating very perfunctorily. 】

[Yan Yibing: What the hell, hurry up and accompany Ding Luo! 】

After a while, Yu Yan really stopped talking.

Yan Yibing's half-suspended heart finally let go.

He guessed that the street parade had started, and Ding Luo pulled Yu Yan over to take pictures.

After the alarm was lifted, Han Mo asked, "Are we still playing?"

Yan Yibing glanced at him sideways: "You still dare to play?"

There are two mobile bombs in this park, maybe they will blow up when they encounter them.

Han Mo tilted his head, put his arms on his knees, palms up, and held them weakly: "I dare, but Master is not ready yet."

Not ready to reveal their secrets to everyone.

Yan Yibing's eyelids trembled slightly, and his eyes moved to one side.

He really wasn't ready.

Han Mo sighed, and patted Yan Yi Bing with his clean hands: "Wash your hands with me first, and then find a way to get out."

"Oh."

It had to be like this.

The two of them looked like thieves, and when they reached an open area, they had to look around to make sure that there was no acquaintance before moving forward.

Han Mo went into the bathroom, rinsed off the ice cream juice from his fingers, and pulled a paper towel to wipe his hands.

Yan Yibing urged, "Hurry up."

Han Mo threw the tissue into the trash can, and Yan Yibing led him out of the park again.

They hid in the crowd, and it was too late to buy a souvenir. They escaped from the park and boarded the subway in one go.

After wandering around for more than an hour, I finally returned to the neighborhood.

The last lingering charm of the setting sun dissipated, and the sky gradually darkened.

Having completely escaped Disney's control, Yan Yibing felt relieved.

"A little hungry," he muttered.

He was waiting for Han Mo to recommend a place, and then the two of them went to have a big meal.

But Han Mo looked down at the phone, frowned, then turned to him and said, "I have to play the game once, row three."

Yan Yibing was startled, and his arms fluttered like little wings gradually drooping down: "Aren't you, are you really going to train?"

Han Mo shook his head: "It's not training, Brother Ding said to let Xiao Nuo and I see Xin Chen's level, and make an appointment to go to the third row of the US server tonight."

Yan Yibing was silent for a long while, then said resentfully: "Then you go, it's business."

It is indeed business.

Xin Chen is Prince's rising star and Ding Jun's favorite baby.

As the captain, Han Mo must be familiar with Xin Chen's style of play and level.

Only Han Mo and Xiao Nuo were called, which shows that in Ding Jun's heart, Xin Chen's importance has surpassed that of Mo Bei and Chen Zefeng.

He is also the captain, so if this matter is changed to Sun Tianjiao, he must also be asked for his opinion.

Han Mo is to get the job done.

But even so, Yan Yibing was still extremely unhappy.

He never thought about Qixi Festival.

It was Han Mo who dragged him into this clichéd festival with a special meaning.

Although the process is a bit exciting, it is still satisfactory.

In the end, it was time to have a big meal, but Han Mo had to go to work temporarily to test Xin Chen's qualifications.

It's as if the last verse of this Valentine's Day was spent not with him, but with Xin Chen.

But Yan Yibing will definitely not tell his unhappy mental journey.

The corners of his eyes drooped slightly, his eyes were cold, his hands were in his pockets, his soft hair was blown up by the wind and hit his temples.

His brain is already screening, which one will make him more happy, the bald butter or the baked lobster.

Han Mo stared at him for a few seconds, pursed his lips, and grabbed Yan Yibing's arm: "Master will accompany me to the Internet cafe, how about some barbecue?"

Yan Yibing raised his eyelids, his gaze was cold: "Am I free?"

Han Mo drooped his eyes and said miserably, "It would be great if I didn't run away today, but appeared in front of your parents openly."

day......

Enough!

Yan Yibing gritted his teeth.

The little beast managed to exploit his weakness.

Yan Yibing, who was full of guilt, was successfully dragged to the Internet cafe by Han Mo.

No bald butter, and no baked lobster.

In the small private room, there are hot skewers and beer, and one of the two computers is running, and it is logging into PUBG.

Yan Yibing swayed his chair, crossed his legs, and ate mutton skewers.

He didn't intend to keep it for Han Mo, if he could finish eating.

Han Mo entered the working state in a second.

Ding Jun pulled a room for them, and Xiao Nuo was in the club with Xin Chen.

Seeing Han Mo's account, Xiao Nuo was stunned for a moment, and said on the mic: "Captain, why didn't you use the tuba?"

Han Mo's account is momotwo.

This number base is only used during business hours.

Such as live broadcasting, such as connecting with other anchors, such as the four-row ranking event that I did before.

Han Mo glanced at Yan Yibing, who was not happy eating, turned his face and said indifferently: "It's all the same."

Xin Chen was a little nervous, and squirted into the microphone.

"Captain, which map shall we play?"

He has been looking forward to playing with Han Mo for a long time, but he hopes to play in duo, but today there is Xiao Nuo.

Han Mo said little and his voice was low: "You guys decide, I'll just watch."

Ding Jun interjected in the background sound: "Island, classic."

Xin Chen: "...OK."

Xiao Nuo: "If the captain is on the sidelines, I will mainly make soy sauce. Xin Chen, you work hard, and the chicken is up to you."

Xin Chen smiled wryly: "Don't, I'm under a lot of pressure, what if I don't perform well?"

Ding Jun smiled: "They are all very talkative. Besides, you have been watching the Union Building for so many days. You should learn something. Don't be nervous, just show your usual level."

Xin Chen: "I, I, I...I work hard!"

Seeing that they seemed to be chatting in the room, Han Mo interrupted: "Come on, I haven't eaten yet."

Ding Jun: "Let's go, let's not delay your captain's meal."

Yan Yibing snorted softly, and picked up another mutton skewer.

The smell of barbecue permeates the small box, and the red willow wood is skewered with large pieces of mutton, which is seductive and honey-colored under the light.

But Han Mo was unmoved at all.

The plane took off, and Xin Chen parachuted in the direction of the school.

Xiao Nuo and Han Mo floated down.

Han Mo supported the earphone with one hand, and the mouse moved slightly, deliberately floating high, watching Xin Chen's operation.

Skydiving is the most basic, Xin Chen's falling speed is very fast, but Han Mo wants to see where he landed.

Probably because the pressure was really great, Xin Chen chose the conservative school dormitory.

Although there is no school fat here, there are many good spots for guns, which can easily kill people in the school.

Han Mo raised his eyebrows, and took advantage of the opportunity to enter a small red room, touched the gun casually, and equipped with basic equipment.

Xiao Nuo: "It's quite conservative, but it's okay, Xin Chen hasn't played in the US server much."

Han Mo didn't speak.

The dormitory quickly came in.

Unfortunately, that person entered Han Mo's little red room.

Han Mo motioned to raise the gun, but after a second thought, he put the gun down again.

"I'll change the room, Xin Chen will cover it."

Xin Chen panicked and said, "Oh, Captain, is there someone in your room?"

He searched the house himself very happily, and he almost touched the roof of a four-story dormitory.

He never felt that Han Mo and Xiao Nuo still needed his support, he just thought, try to get as many kills as possible in this round, and that's all it takes to get an MVP.

He quickly crawled on the roof, turned on the double mirror, and searched in the direction of Han Mo.

Han Mo saw that Xin Chen's finger didn't move, jumped out of the window, and his footsteps resounded outside the building.

The people in the room reacted immediately.

The man poked his head out of the window and shot Han Mo.

But before the gun was aimed at Han Mo, Xin Chen fired a burst of AKM, interrupting his thoughts.

The bloodline of the man dropped suddenly, he shrank his head in fright, and gave Han Mo a chance to leave.

Han Mo took advantage of the situation and changed the room.

Han Mo: "Yes."

This is already his approval.

As the captain, he was not much gentler than Yan Yi Bing back then, and even stricter.

With the word "him", Xin Chen couldn't help laughing.

Yan Yibing turned his face away and glanced at the computer screen. Seeing Han Mo's concentration, he suddenly felt that the mutton in his mouth was no longer tasty.

There will be a full eight hours of high-intensity training tomorrow, and he doesn't want to touch the game at all tonight.

It is purely sick to not touch games and eat barbecue in Internet cafes.

The more Yan Yibing thought about it, the more unhappy he became, so he also wanted to make Han Mo unhappy.

He lazily straightened his legs, stretched them under Han Mo's chair, and hooked Han Mo's ankle with the tip of his shoe.

Sure enough, Han Mo's hand operating the mouse paused.

Yan Yibing felt refreshed, and threw the barbecue stick casually, and the heavy red willow hit the tin foil, making a crackling sound.

Xiao Nuo: "Captain, are you outside?"

Han Mo took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and said lightly: "Well, Internet cafes."

"Oh." Xiao Nuo didn't say much.

Han Mo changed his gun and was just about to go up the hillside behind the dormitory building.

The dormitory building does have many excellent spy spots, which can accurately attack the people in the school.

But the hillside behind it is a huge hidden danger.

Under the cover of the forest, it is not easy for the people on the top of the dormitory to find the enemies hidden on the hillside, but the people on the hillside hit the dormitory very smoothly.

Han Mo planned to sweep around.

But Yan Yibing was dishonest, so he leaned over again and hooked his calf.

This time he used a little more force, especially arrogantly, and the toe of the shoe was still flaunting the skin on the inside of his leg.

Han Mo rolled his Adam's apple and fell from the window.

"Xiao Nuo, go to the back slope."

Xiao Nuo: "Alright, what about you, Captain?"

Han Mo said seriously, "I'll paddle for a while."

Xiao Nuo: "???"

Xin Chen: "Is the captain very busy today?"

no answer.

After Han Mo finished speaking, he immediately turned off the microphone.

He took his fingers away from the keyboard and suddenly grabbed Yan Yibing's calf, then with a force of his arm, he pulled Yan Yibing's gaming chair over.

Yan Yibing slid down suddenly, startled, he quickly grabbed the handle of the chair, and said in shock, "What are you doing!"

Han Mo's fingertips rubbed against Yan Yibing's legs ambiguously, and then pulled outwards, his knees forcefully squeezed between Yan Yibing's legs.

He got up and pressed over Yan Yibing, covering Yan Yibing on the chair.

"Master doesn't know what I want to do?"

Yan Yibing frowned, and his throat tightened: "Do you still have the qualities of a professional player? Don't test the team's newcomers well, dare to throw the mouse in the middle of the game?"

Han Mo squeezed forward again, glanced at him ambiguously, and smiled lightly: "If I was in front of the captain, I would definitely have to overcome any interference and continue fighting, but now my boyfriend is teasing me, I just want to solve his problem need."

Yan Yibing's ears turned red, and he scolded, "Fuck, who is your boyfriend!"

Han Mo's fingers slid down, hooked Yan Yibing's trousers frivolously, and said lightly while digging in: "I enjoyed the barbecue? Have you eaten the lamb loin I ordered?"

Han Mo's voice was soft, with an unambiguous hint, it stuck to Yan Yi Bing's ear, and his breath burrowed into Yan Yi Bing's cochlea.

"Is it tasty?"

"Do you feel hot?"

"I'll help you?"

The author has something to say: Han Mo: Master, don't hide, I will seriously 'help' you.