dissatisfied [e-sports]

After all, half of the room belonged to Sun Tianjiao, and it was not good for Yan Yibing to keep Sun Tianjiao in the infinity pool.

Seeing that it was almost time, he was ready to leave.

As soon as he knelt up from Han Mo's bed and was about to get out of bed, Han Mo stretched out his hand and pressed him back.

The bed in a five-star hotel is very elastic, and he got up too fast to be unsteady, Yan Yibing sat back on his buttocks when Han Mo pressed down, his body trembling on the bed.

"...Tomorrow we have to compete!" He tightened his Adam's apple, warning Han Mo in a low voice.

But at the same time as the warning, he also couldn't help thinking of some scenes, some things that Han Mo would do to him because of impulsiveness.

In just a few seconds, Yan Yibing had a battle between heaven and man in his mind.

Acquiescence, perhaps to a certain extent, can also comfort Han Mo's self-blame.

Refuse, it is not advisable to indulge excessively during the game.

Han Mo pursed his lower lip lightly, then moved closer, then supported the bed with his left hand, and touched under him with his right hand.

Yan Yibing couldn't help opening his eyes wide, and the alarm bells rang in his mind.

Fuck!

fuck fuck fuck!

Han Mo is taking off his pants?

This is going too fucking fast!

Yan Yibing swallowed, held his breath, and raised his hand to stop it.

Seeing Han Mo rubbing his stomach, he said in a low voice, "I haven't eaten enough tonight, so master accompany me to eat something."

Yan Yibing: "..."

Luckily it wasn't what he thought.

If it was true, he didn't know whether he would take a look at the thing inside Han Mo's pants or push him away first.

Probably will.

Damn, he's not that straight anymore.

However, Han Mo will never know what he just missed.

Yan Yibing's half-raised hand landed on Han Mo's shoulder without embarrassment, and patted: "Eat."

Han Mo pulled Yan Yi Bing up, rubbed his wrist, and then let go.

Yan Yibing murmured: "It's been a long time since I've felt better, can I order you some supper?"

Han Mo thought for a while: "Don't bother, just go out and have something to eat."

Busan is a city that never sleeps, and the night markets, large and small, have to be noisy until four o'clock in the morning before they gradually quiet down.

It's nine o'clock in the evening, still early.

Yan Yibing emphasized: "Generally they don't encourage going out to eat."

Han Mo: "It's not that easy to have diarrhea. Find a regular store, mainly because you don't want to stay in a hotel environment."

The place is full of contestants and competition staff, and you can meet people who want to say hello if you walk around the hall casually.

I was quite depressed in the mood of the game all day long, and many players had already sneaked out.

Yan Yibing only hesitated for a second: "Okay, you clean up first, I'll go talk to Sun Tianjiao."

He deleted both WeChat and Weibo, and he didn't want to spend long-distance calls to find Sun Tianjiao, so he had to go upstairs once.

As a result, he had just walked to the elevator when he met Sun Tianjiao coming down.

Sun Tianjiao was taken aback: "Are you finished?"

Yan Yibing nodded: "Well, I wanted to go up to find you."

Sun Tianjiao glanced at her mouth and couldn't help complaining: "I really can't stay there anymore. I just went up to the pool and happened to meet NNTC and PYP with them. They probably didn't recognize me, so they were chatting on the beach bed next to me. You Why did God let my language learning ability be so strong? Why did you let me just take a semester of Korean and get it done?"

Yan Yibing: "..."

Sun Tianjiao: "Fuck, the quality of those people is so fucking bad. Isn't PYP number one for the time being? Li Xihan joked with PYP captain Jin Tairan, saying that the games they played with their eyes closed today can kill us tomorrow when they open their eyes." Japan's ANK dragged down."

Yan Yibing scoffed lightly: "They can say whatever they want, just play tricks."

Although they and NNTC are at the beginning of today's competition, the gap with the number one PYP is not too big, and it is not impossible to surpass them.

Sun Tianjiao: "Oh, do you think this is over? I heard that PYP and NNTC have linked up and said that they should divide jump points according to the route to avoid internal friction. They also said that they would help each other to take the top two. They also said two jump points, but It may also be a cover-up, after all, it is in a public place like a swimming pool, and I suspect that they have split the jump point in private before, you see in the three rounds today, the distance between PYP and NNTC is huge, and they didn't get it right once."

Yan Yibing wrote lightly: "Naturally, this is not the first time they have done something like this."

Sun Tianjiao: "I'm just angry when I hear it."

Yan Yibing sighed, and said in a low voice, "Don't be angry, I'm here."

Sun Tianjiao was stunned by this sentence.

He was a little moved for a moment, and suddenly opened his arms to give Yan Yibing a hug: "Yes, it's good to have you, my heart is at ease."

It has been like this for so many years.

As long as Yan Yibing is around, he has confidence in his heart, and he is worthy of sponsors.

Yan Yibing never let him down, Zero and ICE are already an inseparable whole.

For a second, Sun Tianjiao felt emotionally that Yan Yibing would agree to whatever request Yan Yibing asked him, and he would be able to increase the live broadcast revenue by 5%, and increase the endorsement share by two points.

Yan Yibing shivered when he hugged him, and forced him to push him away: "It's alright, alright, don't bother me."

Sun Tianjiao was dissatisfied: "Oh man, I was comforting him just now, but now I'm impatient."

Yan Yibing narrowed his eyes: "Talk to your benefactor fathers, it's useless to tell me."

Sun Tianjiao: "Don't talk about it, Mr. Bian has a way of comforting people."

Yan Yibing: "It's really not easy, there are still people who can stand your mouth."

Sun Tianjiao is proud: "This is called radish and green vegetables, each has its own love. Mr. Bian had a bleak childhood, no friends, and his parents were not at home. He has such a lonely personality. He just likes people like me who are willing to talk, relying on my mouth." , The contract renewal for next year is complete!"

Yan Yibing: "Didn't you notice that you've raised your margins a little too frequently recently?"

Sun Tianjiao: "Is there?"

"Forget it." Yan Yibing gave Sun Tianjiao the room card, took out his mobile phone and called Han Mo, there was no ring for two seconds, Han Mo answered, Yan Yibing urged, "Is it okay, I'll wait for you at the elevator entrance .”

Sun Tianjiao: "Who are you calling? Didn't you buy a phone card?"

Yan Yibing was taken aback for a moment, then he remembered the long-distance call fee.

It's not that he feels sorry for the money, it's just that he can use the traffic, so there is no need to spend more money.

But just accidentally forgot.

Soon, Han Mo came out of the room wearing a long-sleeved coat.

"I brought 16 won, is that enough?"

Yan Yibing made a rough estimate, and it was a thousand dollars less.

"Enough, let's go."

Sun Tianjiao was puzzled: "Wait a minute, what are you two going to do?"

Yan Yibing didn't say anything about having dinner with Han Mo: "Go out for a walk and relax."

Sun Tianjiao frowned: "Didn't you realize that you have been getting a little close to Han Mo recently?"

Yan Yibing shrugged and said innocently, "Is there?"

Sun Tianjiao: "Damn it, you don't know how to use reason to move emotions, you are going to poach Xiao Ding's wall!"

Sun Tianjiao swallowed greedily: "It's not impossible."

Yan Yibing frowned and looked at Sun Tianjiao.

Han Mo said bluntly, "I overthink Manager Sun."

Sun Tianjiao resentfully said: "Hey, yes, I am also afraid that Xiao Ding will come to fight the bayonet with me."

Stepping out of the hotel gate, smelling the night air and the sea breeze, Yan Yibing felt much better.

He took the initiative to speak: "Sun Tianjiao told me that NNTC and PYP have a private relationship."

Han Mo was very calm: "Well, it's strange that they don't have a private relationship."

Yan Yi Bing smiled: "Don't say this elsewhere, it will affect the unity."

Han Mo's eyes froze, and he said in a deep voice against the evening wind: "Tomorrow I will cooperate with you well, no...it won't happen again today." Yan Yibing said lazily: " You have to fight hard, if you still want gifts."

He walked a few steps quickly, running towards the direction where the neon lights were more concentrated.

Han Mo rolled his Adam's apple, and quickly followed him.

The hotel is not far from Haeundae, and there is a Haeundae market near Haeundae, which has a lot of food.

They chose a pork soup restaurant that looked the cleanest.

Han Mo ordered soup and rice, and Yan Yibing ordered a cup of milk tea.

There are quite a lot of people at night, but fortunately, it is past meal time, so there is no need to queue.

Han Mo skillfully poured hot water, scalding the small bowl and spoon.

Yan Yibing took a sip of the milk tea: "So particular."

When the pork soup and rice came out, he realized that the hot bowl and spoon were for him.

Han Mo took some out of the casserole and put it in a small bowl.

Han Mo: "I heard it's delicious, try it."

Soon, the proprietress brought four dishes of special Korean side dishes.

The side dishes are exquisitely plated, but the quantity is not large. It is said that they can be added for free, but generally no one asks for a second time.

The proprietress is not tall, with curly hair, and looks simple and enthusiastic.

Putting down the side dishes, she folded her hands in front of her, leaned over, and asked with a smile: "Dubunjeohuijibecheoeumosyeotnayo" (is this the first time you two come to my house for dinner)

Han Mo raised his eyes and looked at Yan Yi Bing blankly.

Yan Yibing replied with a light smile: "urineunjunggukeseomakwatda." (We just came from China)

The proprietress nodded in surprise, and couldn't help becoming more interested: "hangukeosingeolhwanyeonghapnida." (Welcome to Korea)

Yan Yibing nodded: "gamsahamnida" (thank you)

The proprietress: "dulichinhanchinguji?" (You two are good friends, right?)

Yan Yibing paused, but did not answer right away.

Han Mo couldn't understand Korean, so he didn't interrupt. He just raised his eyes and looked at Yan Yi Bing seriously.

He wasn't sure if the question was too difficult, beyond Yan Yibing's vocabulary.

There is still some distance between Tang Restaurant and the sea, but the sound of waves hitting the beach can be heard clearly.

That kind of slow-moving sound wave is transmitted endlessly, calm and persistent, accompanied by the clear night sky and the bright moonlight.

Yan Yibing shook his head slowly, and said softly: "anio, urineunyeoninipnida." (No, we are lovers.)

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head calmly and took a sip of soup and rice.

The rice grains are soft and glutinous, the soup is mellow, and the minced pork is mixed in the soup, which is surprisingly delicious.

The proprietress was a little startled, but then her eyes became kind again. She rolled her curly hair and nodded again: "hangukeseojeulgeounsiganbonaeseyo." (I wish you a happy stay in Korea)

The proprietress left, and Han Mo came over and asked, "What did she just say?" Yan Yibing lowered his eyes, curled his eyelashes, and slowly scooped up the soup and rice, mixed it with spicy cabbage and swallowed it into his mouth.

He said lightly, "I'm asking you if the rice in pork soup is good."

Han Mo was silent for a while, then said in a low voice, "It's not as good as Chaoshan casserole porridge."

Yan Yibing couldn't help laughing, the tip of his tongue brushed his lower lip, licked away the soup, and deliberately followed him, "Well, that's how I responded to her too."

Han Mo narrowed his eyes, under the table, clamped Yan Yibing's knee with his legs, and muttered: "Lie to me."

Yan Yibing shrank his legs, but Han Mo's grip was so tight that he couldn't take it back.

He had no choice but to raise his eyes, look straight into Han Mo's eyes, and said seriously: "I really didn't lie to you."

Han Mo didn't believe it: "I'll learn Korean when I go back."

Yan Yibing was very relaxed, not worried at all: "Go ahead, you don't remember what we said anyway."

Han Mo took out his mobile phone, pressed the recording button, and said calmly: "I'll record it first, and then listen to it after I learn it."

Yan Yibing was surprised and forgot to retract his knees: "Can you repeat what we just said?"

Han Mo said softly, "Almost."

He has a good memory, always good.

This can be regarded as the only useful thing that the disgusting Han Tang inherited to him.

After all, he began to speak those jerky Roman accents slowly into the phone based on his memory.

The punctuation may be wrong, and the pronunciation may not be accurate, but this is roughly what it means.

Yan Yibing was shocked.

The two Korean girls at the next table listened to Han Mo's words and turned their heads curiously.

When Han Mo was about to recite the sentence about the relationship between the two, Yan Yibing blocked his mouth in time.

Yan Yibing's ears turned red from embarrassment, and he whispered, "Okay, don't...don't recite it."

The author has something to say: Han Mo: It's my wife.