tease you [e-sports]

Min Fengyan smiled and hit Bei Xiao casually in a good-tempered manner, as if he didn't care.

Bei Xiao bumped into it and felt bored, he always looked like a mischievous child in front of Min Fengyan, but he was a mischievous child who was pampered.

He snorted heavily and walked forward.

Min Fengyan came over and asked, "Want to have some supper?"

"...drink porridge and eat pickles."

Min Fengyan smiled, "It's really not, I'll take you to eat."

Bei Xiao ate a hearty supper, lying on the hotel bed, unable to sleep.

He was thinking about tomorrow's game and things after the game. He knew he shouldn't think about it, but he just couldn't control it.

Thinking of the end, he was a little irritable. He wanted to play games, but he was afraid of having an awkward encounter with his teammates playing PUBG, so he simply clicked on Glory of Kings.

As a result, he received a message from Min Fengyan just after the end of the game: Still haven't slept, are you playing a game?

Yu Xiao:? ? ?

Yu Xiao: How do you know?

Feng: What Min Cheng said

Damn, forget about the spy.

Yu Xiao: just play for a while

Feng: sleep

Yu Xiao: ...

Feng: Can't sleep?

Yu Xiao: I guess

Feng: I will help you

Bei Xiao inexplicably remembered the thing he and Min Fengyan played in the dead of night...

Just when he was about to say that his body couldn't afford to be hurt, he saw Min Fengyan play a voice for him.

Can you take it?

Bei Xiao wanted to refuse, but then remembered Min Fengyan's deep voice speaking to him.

Hold.

Why hasn't he got rid of the problem of voice control after so long.

He answered the phone, and the first thing he said when he heard Min Fengyan was to ask him: "Are you still wearing underwear?"

Bei Xiao: "...wear."

"That……"

Bei Xiao interrupted Min Feng's words, and said, seemingly righteously, "Scumbag, don't ask too many questions."

"Since I'm all scum, let's be more scum." Min Fengyan smiled nonchalantly, "Now tell me what color your underwear is."

Bei Xiao: "..."

"Tell me, will you?"

On the other end of the phone, the gentle and magnetic male voice is bewitching Bei Xiao.

"Black, black."

"Xiaoshen still likes to pretend to be cool." Min Fengyan asked, "Can I take off my underwear now?"

"I……"

Bei Xiao wanted to say that he wouldn't take it off, but his fingers were involuntarily placed on the edge of his underwear.

...why his fingers don't work.

"Do you want my hand..." Min Fengyan asked softly on the other end of the phone, "Do you still remember how my hand moved?"

Bei Xiao buried his face in the pillow, his voice was muffled and hoarse.

"Remember, remember."

There was a rustling sound in the darkness, Bei Xiao put on his earphones to endure the sound storm in his head, and looked at the ceiling absently after a while.

"sleep."

He muttered something to Min Feng and hung up the voice call.

Why is he so useless, he can't resist any temptation, and how is he step by step...

Fuck, how can this room be cleaned tomorrow? Will it affect the state of tomorrow's game?

**

The next morning, in order to avoid being affected by the state, Bei Xiaomo didn't get up until after ten o'clock in the morning, and hung up the do not disturb sign after leaving the room, which meant to ask the hotel cleaner not to clean the room.

After doing all this, he was about to leave, but suddenly he went back to the room and lifted the quilt.

He looked at the few spots on the quilt that had been rubbed but still left marks expressionlessly, thinking about how he would cover this thing tonight.

The hotel...should have spares.

The author has something to say: After thinking about it, I will post this chapter separately. It is a small easter egg. There is another chapter today, mainly about competitions

Frankly speaking, I am full of energy when I write about emotional scenes, but I am depressed when I write about games

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