cry one let me see

This is the Nth solo match between Song Mingyi and Ruan Jun.

Ju Rui was stuffed with enough dog food on weekdays, and now it was almost an opportunity for revenge.

It's time to turn this pair of dogs against each other!

Ju Rui squeezed them away and grabbed Ruan Jun's mouse: "I choose, I choose!"

He rummaged through the remaining list of available heroes, and then chose Ruan Jun... Io.

——This is a pure support with a fragile body and low attack.

Ruan Jun asked puzzledly: "Ju Rui, do we have any grudges?"

Ju Rui shook his head quickly: "It's nothing! Senior, you use this to train your soldiers, how solid it is!"

These words were enough for him to deceive Ruan Jun.

Xia Benchi didn't believe it at all, turned his head and said to Chu Ming: "Let's be careful not to offend him when we turn around. I didn't expect Xiaoju to hold grudges like this."

In order to avenge Ju Rui, who had a reputation for being a dog boy, said: "..."

No, there is no turning back!

He today!Be sure to make these two dogs and men turn against each other once!

As a result, when he looked up, Ju Rui saw that Song Mingyi had chosen a witch doctor, an assistant with fixed-point zoom and one skill to control one milk.

This feeling is like in "Glory of the King", the two solo candidates chose Cai Wenji to peck at each other.

Song Mingyi's reason was irrefutable: "This is only fair."

This solo match was really the most harmless solo laning that Ju Rui has seen since playing professionally, or since playing DOTA.

The two people leveled each other's A to tickle each other, then a wave of blood returned, and then another wave of mutual A.

Ju Rui stared intently for a while, and at first wondered why the two didn't try to kill each other.

"Yi Shen, hurry up, good opportunity!" Aiou's self-protection ability with residual blood in the early stage is almost 0, and there is no other way except to hide from the enemy.

It was rare that Ruan Jun gave a small gap in his position, and Ju Rui frantically encouraged Song Mingyi to kill someone.

"No hurries."

Song Mingyi slowly threw a bouncing ball, but Ruan Jun found out the movement and was able to avoid it.

Ju Rui sighed sadly: "Such a good opportunity!"

The second time a similar thing happened, Ju Rui still encouraged Song Mingyi.

The third time too.

The fourth time... the fourth time, Ju Rui suddenly realized.

This is not flirting, it's better than flirting!

Yishen Cliff is deliberately releasing water!

"What are you terrible dog food wholesaler QAQ?" Ju Rui left behind the two with a full face of grievance.

Having been together for so many days, Xia Benchi and Zuo Kai who sat next to Ju Rui had long been used to his jumping off from time to time, and no one cared about his nonsensical words.

Only Chu Huang walked over and touched his little head, which was rarely consecrated, with a loving light in his eyes.

It is true that the qualities of the two heroes chosen are too different. In this round, everyone defaults to an entertainment warm-up round.

From the second game onwards, the two were officially facing each other.

Song Mingyi specially asked Ruan Jun to choose the hero himself, and did not let others choose for him.

In the first game, he directly defeated Ruan Jun with a strong early hero, and in the second game, the two collided again and chose a hero who could be supported: Vengeful Spirit.

This round can be said to be a fierce collision of two peak understandings.

Song Mingyi forged this highly adaptable hero into a sharp blade capable of attacking and defending; but in the hands of Ruan Jun, this hero seemed to be a potential stock that was misunderstood, and his every move had extremely strong aggressiveness.

And this difference brings about different psychological expectations.

Song Mingyi was like a hunter lurking in the dark, looking for an opportunity; while Ruan Jun never stopped, never stopping to attack.

So Song Mingyi's waiting time and deadline were extended. As long as Ruan Jun maintained his own rhythm, Song Mingyi could not change the current situation.

"The rhythm is really good." Xia Benchi adjusted to Ruan Jun's first-person perspective at some point, locked on to his operations throughout the process, and watched intently.

The left side is still an OB perspective, but he is very interested in Ruan Jun's outfit: "He is thinking of blowing hair, right?...Yes, the two of them don't have escape skills, this blowing hair is just right!"

- Ruan Jun blocked not only the attack, but also the way to retreat.

Although Song Mingyi's hands and feet were restrained, the light in his eyes gradually became brighter.

The last time he talked about this hero with Ruan Jun, he didn't have such an understanding, and he didn't expect to have such a performance now.

He's really progressing really fast and really talented.

As expected of the person he chose.

When the head ratio between Song Mingyi and Ruan Jun reached 12:11, Song Mingyi suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

From the key line of 30 total kills to end the solo, there are only 7 kills left.

He has already won one game before, if he can't win this game, it means they have another game.

According to his experience, if the battle line is dragged so long, it is obvious that Ruan Jun, who is younger and quicker to react, will have the upper hand.

He has to score this point.

After careful consideration, Song Mingyi decided to take a risk. After Ruan Jun's equipment took shape, he adjusted his outfit thinking.

In addition to supporting the main agility attribute, he supports a little more strength attribute than Ruan Jun.

It is still the familiar routine of fighting both damage and blood volume.

At 15:14, Song Mingyi took the initiative to attack.

He hooked Ruan Jun to the opponent's wild area next to the middle road, stuck the visual difference of the bushes emerging, and tricked Ruan Jun into a combo.

Then, he picked up the equipment that had been thrown on the ground in advance, took a few mouthfuls of the blue and blood recovery bottle, and replaced Ruan Jun from under the tower with his backhand. All harvested.

After Ruan Jun's spirit of revenge fell, Song Mingyi's character fell within the attack range of the opponent's middle tower.

"Damn it!!!" Ju Rui's scalp was numb.

"Yishen can control the blood volume so well every time." Xia Benchi's heart beat a little faster, and he couldn't help taking a breath.

Ruan Jun stared at the scene in front of his computer, and after a while he relaxed his shoulders and took a deep breath.

"I lost." The joyful game made people feel happy, and Ruan Jun felt the satisfaction and joy in his lungs. He laughed and pushed the mouse away, "I invite everyone to drink milk tea."

Song Mingyi opened the chat interface of the steam accounts of the two of them, and typed to remind him: "I have one more request."

Ruan Jun's eyes flickered, and he sneaked a glance at him, but no one noticed it: "Promise you. But what exactly does senior want me to promise you?"

Song Mingyi made a fool of himself: "You will know in the evening."

After training that day, when we went back to the third floor together, Song Mingyi, who followed Ruan Jun upstairs, followed into Ruan Jun's room.

He used his slender body to push Ruan Jun to the corner behind the door, lowered his head and approached his pair of beautiful pupils that people couldn't look away from.

"I'm here to urge you to fulfill your promise. You promised me a request during the day."

The heat of Song Mingyi's words flowed past Ruan Jun's ears, making his ears feel hot and itchy, and he couldn't help turning his head to avoid it: "Senior, talk first. You haven't said what promise..."

Seeing him flustered and avoiding sight, Song Mingyi couldn't bear to force him after all.

So I just said: "I'm a little tired, just hug one."

Ruan Jun slightly raised his head to look at him, a little surprised, and also seemed a little bit of a subtle loss that he couldn't understand the reason.

"I-Is that all?"

Song Mingyi covered the back of his head with his big palm, and pulled him into his arms.

Ruan Jun's ear was pressed against his chest, and the deep and pleasant voice from his bones made the bones tingle.

"Well, that's it." Song Mingyi said.

Just being able to hold someone in his arms made him very content.

Song Mingyi clasped his head with one hand and Ruan Jun's back with the other, the surging emotions in his heart were almost uncontrollable and overflowed.

And driven by this emotion, he lowered his head and kissed Ruan Jun's soft hair lightly.

When will you get the hang of it, little muddleheaded.

This kiss landed on Ruan Jun's forehead, half of it was blocked by his hair, and half of it was imprinted on his skin.

……

This night was the earliest that Ruan Jun slept since entering ONG.

After Song Mingyi left, he clutched his softly touched forehead, buried his head in the pillow, breathed short and felt anxious.

Is it his illusion?Yishen really...kissed herself just now? ?

But why does Yishen...

No, he must be thinking too much.

Yishen is so tall, maybe it's just that his chin touched his head.

But, but... such a soft and warm touch, it can't be from the chin, it should be from the lips.

Ruan Jun tossed and turned, apprehensive and flustered, and still had a vague expectation of grasping the clue.

In such a daze, he fell asleep.

In the dream, it was a bedroom with no lights on. He was in a corner of the room with his back leaning against the wall.

In front of him was Song Mingyi's slender body. He was wearing the sportswear he wore when he was lifting weights in his room. Ruan Jun put his hands on his chest, his palms were tight and hot.

The tip of the nose is Song Mingyi's breath.

Suddenly, Song Mingyi moved. He bent down, held Ruan Jun's face with both hands, and lowered his head.

Some kind of soft and excessive touch gently landed on Ruan Jun's ears and neck, causing waves of electricity and numbness, which forced him to frown unbearably.

The next moment, he was pulled into Song Mingyi's arms by the waist, and the other party's deep voice carried a certain impatience, and his breath was as heavy as a panting, and it rushed straight into Ruan Jun's mind:

"Soft waves."

Ruan Jun's entire back tensed, and he suddenly woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he was still lying on the bed in his bedroom.

Ruan Jun subconsciously glanced at the direction of the corner in the dream, and there was no one there.

He gasped in shock, and was about to get up when he suddenly found that his pants felt a little sticky and weird.

The author has something to say: I took a look at the game today, and now DOTA2 seems to be popular and let Io beat the big brother, flow beer flow beer