dissatisfied [e-sports]

"Master..."

Han Mo lowered his eyes, the hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, and his forearm muscles were still tense by conditioned reflex.

He was next to Yan Yibing's side, stroking the back of Yan Yibing's neck while murmuring.

Yan Yibing raised his eyelids, and let out a guilty moan, "You little bastard."

After a pause, he couldn't help cursing again: "Your uncle."

"madman."

"Human Teddy."

It wasn't that he was in so much pain, it was just a night of sweating and exercising, and he felt his whole body was hollowed out.

The heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys are all empty, and the whole person seems to be soaked in a sponge. The body's water and salt are constantly being absorbed, and finally it becomes a shriveled wooden man with an empty brain.

He didn't want to move at all, even though the quilt was wet with sweat and it was very sticky and uncomfortable to lie on, but he still didn't want to move.

He felt that if he got up and took two steps now, his muscles would definitely be shaking.

The 20-year-old little wolf dog is terrible, it is simply a long-term engine, and he who lacks exercise all the year round must not be able to keep up with this kind of exercise intensity.

Han Mo was still lost in the aftertaste of his soul stirring, he just naturally hugged Yan Yi Bing tightly, murmured while stroking, and didn't respond to the cursing at all.

They rested in a daze for another half an hour, and Yan Yibing had already started to doze off.

Han Mo suddenly let go of him, supported the bed with his arms, and sat up on his knees.

"Master, don't sleep, you're covered in sweat."

In fact, as soon as he took his hand away, Yan Yibing woke up, because the thin sweat on his back caught the wind, and he felt a little cold.

But he pretended not to hear and didn't bother to move.

Han Mo rubbed his messy hair, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom.

With the warm light on, the bathroom was extremely bright, and Yan Yibing heard the sound of water being poured into the bathtub.

I don't know how long it took, when Han Mo came back, Yan Yibing turned over lazily, facing Han Mo on his back.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, he became embarrassed and shy.

In fact, they met face to face just now, but Yan Yibing was too shy, his whole body turned red like a boiled crab, so Han Mo had no choice but to ask him to carry it on his back to cover his ears.

Yan Yibing coughed lightly, and subconsciously raised his arms to cover his face.

He didn't want Han Mo to see his appearance, that flushed appearance where he couldn't even control his expression and voice.

Han Mo bowed down, pulled Yan Yibing up with force, sat up straight, and then, in the posture of holding a child, supported Yan Yibing, who was in a ball of mud, and walked to the bathroom naturally.

"Master, you have to wash it off, sweating too much can make you catch a cold."

Yan Yibing held his mouthful of obscenities in his chest, lowered his head, and buried his chin on Han Mo's shoulder.

Why do you have to hug him like this?Can't memorize it?Can you help?

on purpose.

It must have been intentional.

Han Mo took him all the way to the bathroom, and then slowly put him in the bathtub.

As soon as Yan Yibing touched the surface of the water, he quickly pulled his foot back, and shouted like a flash of light: "Sun! The water is hot!"

It has to be forty degrees, and it is steaming in a trance, like the lukewarm water for boiling frogs.

Han Mo felt the temperature of the water, and said in a low voice, "It's a little bit warmer, so you can relieve fatigue."

Yan Yibing: "If you know I'm tired, don't make such a fuss. The workers have to work tomorrow!"

Han Mo drooped his eyes and said obediently, "I was wrong."

Yan Yibing stood in the bathtub and poked Han Mo's shoulder to teach him a lesson: "In the future, there will be no more, I will come."

Han Mo raised his eyes, and immediately refused: "No."

Yan Yibing: "Day..."

Han Mo coaxed and apologized, and also helped Yan Yi Bing massage his muscles.

Yan Yibing leaned in the bathtub, her skin was soaked pink and white, as lazy as a noble concubine.

After pressing it for a while, Han Mo also felt tired, so he took advantage of the opportunity to soak up with him.

Yan Yibing frowned and moved back to make room for Han Mo.

Even so, the bathtub is still small, crowded and awkward, but if it's the other party's words, there's nothing to be disgusted with, they just finished the bath reluctantly.

By the time the water dries up, the sky is already dark.

They lifted the quilt, got into the bed, embraced each other, and fell into a deep sleep.

They didn't wake up until the next afternoon.

I don't even have time for lunch, so I can only go back to my respective clubs for training.

Just as Yan Yibing was about to go to the pantry to get some bread, Sun Tianjiao came looking for him in a hurry.

Sun Tianjiao said anxiously: "Ancestor, why did you come here!"

Yan Yibing frowned: "I got up late, it would be nice to practice a little longer today."

Sun Tianjiao: "The European and American teams have made a temporary appointment for a practice match, hurry up, right now!"

Yan Yibing shook his hand, and almost dropped the bun near his mouth.

"Are you kidding, it's one o'clock in the morning over there!"

Sun Tianjiao: "They would rather stay up late than get up early. They are urging people. If you don't come, let An Xinghuo do it for you."

Although Yan Yibing was as tired as if he had been run over by a big truck, he managed to pull himself together: "CNG, AX, and Prince are all here?"

Sun Tianjiao: "Yes, just wait for us."

Yan Yibing picked up his phone and found that the group was indeed talking about it.

[CNG Yu Yan: I have a practice match at this point, and I haven't finished my lunch yet. 】

[AX Chen Chi: It's already two o'clock in the afternoon and you haven't had lunch yet? 】

[CNG Lu Jianghe: Our team ate hot pot today, and we definitely couldn't finish it in three hours. It turned out to be good now, and the mutton hasn't been finished yet, so the shit is coming to work. 】

[CNG Yu Yan: Get out, you're the shit out of it. 】

[Xiao Nuo, the only spokesman for Captain Prince: Hahahaha who said otherwise, our captain has just arrived. 】

[CNG Yu Yan:? ? ?Isn’t it true that our Miyoshi students also procrastinate?Had a great birthday? 】

【Prince Hanmo:...】

[CNG Yu Yan: Why doesn't Gou Bing come out to speak? 】

[Prince Han Mo: Maybe he hasn't arrived at the club yet. 】

[CNG Yu Yan: Fuck me?how do you know? 】

[Prince Han Mo: Guess. 】

【ZLS Ding Luo: Excited to Roll.jpg】

[Zero Yan Yi Bing: ...I'm not a good student, I'm late and justifiable. 】

After Yan Yibing replied to the message, he took a bite of the bun and drank a big mouthful of milk.

"Okay, let's go."

Han Mo, the little bastard, arrived at his post quite quickly.

Sun Tianjiao looked at Yan Yi Bing for a few seconds, hesitated and said, "I think you are a bit tired, did you not have a good rest last night?"

Yan Yibing froze for a moment, then calmly patted the crumbs on his hands: "Is there a way for them to survive after I rest?"

When he arrived at the training room, Song Tang and the others were already checking the peripherals.

Xu Rui looked up and saw Yan Yibing, and greeted Yan Yibing, "Hi, captain."

Song Tang turned his head: "Captain, the room is ready, I'll pull you."

Yan Yibing nodded, and muttered while turning on the phone: "These white people are doing nothing to make a surprise attack."

Song Tang: "I heard that the Break team has a new strongman named Kyle. Now everyone is very anxious and wants to see how they cooperate."

Yan Yibing was taken aback for a moment: "Break has recruited newcomers? Who quit? They are so strong in the first place and they still need to change?"

Song Tang: "Instead of Susan, you forgot?"

"Oh yes." Yan Yibing remembered.

Break, a veteran European and American team, had a big scandal the year before last. Captain Gavy cheated on his legs, causing ex-girlfriend Susan to lose his mind.

Gavy publicly apologized in front of the media and comforted Susan. Just when everyone thought that the two would reunite and support each other to continue galloping in the e-sports arena, Gavy was found out again during the competition.

Susan broke up with him completely, but in the end the Break team saved Gavy and persuaded the emotionally unstable Susan to leave.

Kyle is here to replace Susan.

That Gavy is not a thing, ever since Kyle came, he has been praising Kyle on Twitter every day, saying that he is a hundred times better than Susan, and that Susan delayed his performance before Break.

In the PUBG e-sports circle, Gavy is indeed a great god, but in the human circle, he is a scum.

Yan Yibing sneered: "Okay, I also want to see how much better this new love is than Susan."

Song Tang: "I watched the highlights of his live broadcast. It is super accurate from a long distance without turning on the camera. It's really amazing. You still have to be careful."

Yan Yibing: "Well, I know it well."

Yan Yibing felt sorry for Susan and forgot about his affairs for a while.

As usual, he was lazily sitting on the gaming chair.

In the next second, severe discomfort came from below.

It's not painful, but after being overused, it becomes extremely horribly sensitive.

Squeeze it a little, and the neurons will frantically report to the cerebral cortex, just like a primary school student who knows how to scream.

Yan Yibing: "..."

Song Tang: "Captain, what's wrong?"

Yan Yibing pretended to be calm and blew on the table: "The table is not wiped clean, there is dust."

Song Tang: "I'm fine here, maybe Auntie forgot."

Yan Yibing breathed a sigh of relief, carefully changed his position, used one buttocks to exert strength, gritted his teeth, and put on the earphones.

little beast.

If he delays his attempt to break in the practice match, he will die!

Although he also knew that Han Mo was not to blame for this, but looking at the chats in the group, it was clear that Han Mo was not as much affected as he was.

Practice matches were as free and unrestrained as ever.

Several teams in Europe and the United States even greeted everyone with a public microphone, without worrying about exposing their skin.

The team that was greeted was naturally not to be outdone, and also opened a public microphone to respond.

The quality square with 80 people is peaceful.

Among all the teams, Break has won the most world championships, and the captain Gavy is also the most proud.

Although he had a big scandal on his back, he didn't seem to care, as if if he drove Susan away, it wouldn't exist.

Yan Yibing and the others didn't pay much attention to Gavy, they didn't approach or talk to Gavy.

On the other hand, Li Xihan from NNTC, like a big rooster with its tail between its legs, kept circling around Gavy, speaking with a weird English accent, with older brothers and shorter brothers, as kind as Gavy's aunt.

Yan Yibing was confused, and asked Song Tang in a low voice: "No way, NNTC is also a strong team, so flattering, are you planning to use physical attacks to disgust me to death?"

Song Tang snorted contemptuously: "In order to show that they have a good relationship with Europe and the United States, we are all incidental, only they are brothers, and they are invited to every practice match."

Yan Yibing opened the public mic, and said in an envious tone: "Break and NNTC are really father and son, so envious!"

He spoke Chinese, which most foreigners could not understand.

Occasionally, those who understand Chinese just chuckled when they heard it, and no one explained it.

Li Xihan didn't understand Chinese either, but he heard the name of his team, and so many people were laughing, he didn't know what others were laughing at.

He always felt like he was making a joke, so he closed his mouth in wonder.

Han Mo took the initiative to walk to Yan Yibing's side, and said in a low voice, "Master, are you... all right?"

He knew that Yan Yibing's phone was silent when he was playing games, so this was the only way to talk to him.

Because the team members around Yan Yibing would hear, Han Mo spoke in a very cryptic manner.

Yan Yibing knew what Han Mo was referring to.

He thought about some crazy scenes last night, and felt that his lower body was more sensitive.

The roots of his ears were reddish, and cautiously, he switched sides and focused on his buttocks.

Of course, at this time, he couldn't admit that his legs were weak, his back was sore and his butt was sore, but before he had time to pretend to be aggressive, Song Tang opened the mic for him.

Song Tang: "Captain Han is so interesting. I think our captain won't perform as well as you for a while? No way, no way, did you start talking trash before the practice match? Grandpa Xiaoming is 99, grandpa said, take care of yourself."

Han Mo: "..."

Yan Yibing: "..."

Just as Song Tang finished speaking, the countdown ended and it was time to jump off the plane.

Song Tang still couldn't get enough of it: "Fuck, cool! Captain, you have such a good temper that Han Mo bullied you to the head, so you can bear it."

Yan Yi Bing said heartily, brother, you didn't give me a chance to speak.

And he not only bullied to the forehead......