What's the use of a good-looking assistant [e-sports]

MST2:0 won CT, Jiang Ye didn't even look at the mirror when shaking hands in the past.

They swung their arms chicly towards the middle of the stage and bowed at the same time.

The voice of the commentary in the venue echoed: "MST continued their good form in the Spring Finals and got a good start in the Summer Split. I believe we can see their more dazzling performances in the future."

Two months later, it was still the main stage. After bowing, Xie Qimian looked up at the high studio, and said with a chuckle, "She was still too conservative at the beginning."

The regular season of the MST summer season entered the playoffs with the first victory points. In the last game of the regular season, Jiang Ye and Xie Qimian accepted the official interview together.

After the host said congratulations, he asked, "How does it feel to be number one in regular season points in the spring and summer games?"

Although Xie Qimian had a microphone in his hand, Jiang Ye held it up for him, waiting for him to speak on behalf of the government.

"I don't have any special ideas." Xie Qimian smiled, "It's expected."

The team's performance was good, many ten-year-old fans came uninvited, and the lights under the stage were dazzling. After Xie Ximian answered, the audience seemed to have entered the awards ceremony ahead of time, and couldn't stop screaming.

"Then ask our AD, today's BO3 was won 2:0 again, and the MVP was all won by you and Sleeping God, what thoughts do you want to share with you at this moment?" The host laughed Laughing, put down the card in your hand, "Now it is said that MST is the God of War this season, and you are a giant standing on the shoulders of the God of War. With such high praise, is there anything you want to say?"

After listening to the embarrassment on Jiang Ye's face, he took the microphone away from Xie Ximian, put it on his lips, and paused for nearly five seconds: "I have no idea," he said, "It's just cool."

After he finished speaking, Xie Ximian let out a low laugh, and the host was also successfully amused, so he covered his lips and hurried to the next topic.

"Can you tell the fans about your expectations for the follow-up games?" The host tilted his head, "You can't just say 'just enter the World Championship' in a perfunctory way."

Xie Ximian couldn't help laughing: "Why is the interview also required to write a small composition now." He thought for a while and said, "I hope this year I can realize my dream for many years and become the strongest assistant again."

"Oh~ Sleeping God said it again, so I must remind everyone that MST is the champion of the S7 global finals." The host asked Jiang Ye again, "Where is Jiang Ye, what do you want to say about the upcoming schedule?"

Jiang Ye looked into Xie Ximian's eyes, and his eyes softened instantly. When he turned his head and looked at the stage again, the tenderness had long since disappeared. He said, "In the future schedule, I will try my best to be the strongest AD with the strongest support."

The audience was in an uproar, and what was even more frightening was the barrage.

【insomnia】

【insomnia】

[Marry in situ! 】

【marry!marry!marry! 】

【Xi Xi Xi Xi Xi Xi】

At the end of the interview, they left the stage after giving gifts. Jiang Ye held Xie Qimian's wrist without hesitation, and ran wildly to celebrate the hard-won victory.

Ou Xiaodian is extraordinarily rich, it is said that he spent the money of the club to celebrate their first place in the playoffs, and booked two boxes in a four-star hotel.

Xie Ximian was almost full after eating half of it, so he got back into the car first, Jiang Ye naturally didn't stay any longer and chased him out.

"Your back hurts?" Jiang Ye closed the curtain and put his hand behind his waist, "May I press it for you?"

"It's not that I'm tired from playing the game. It's useless to press it." Xie Ximian sat crookedly, "I don't know why I didn't sleep well last night. I woke up like someone had beaten me up."

"It's useless, but at least it's more comfortable." Jiang Ye pulled his shoulder, "Turn around, I'll come from behind."

Xie Ximian frowned, and imagined himself kneeling on the seat with Jiang Ye standing behind him.

"...Not so good, it's a bit too sentimental."

Jiang Ye: "?"

He let go of his hand and knocked Xi Mian on the head: "What are you thinking?!"

"It's hard not to think of what you said...Look, if I'm not in the back seat of the car, but on the bed, and then you tell me to turn around, I want to come from behind—"

There were people coming and going outside, and someone would look in through no one knew which window. Jiang Ye supported the back of his head, leaned slightly under the back of the chair, and pestered him, asking him to know the price of talking nonsense.

Jiang Ye kissed his lips, originally biting his upper lip skillfully, but now because the two of them were in different positions, he bit Xie Qimian's lower lip.

"Don't make trouble..." Xie Qimian scratched the hair on the back of his head, short of breath, "Almost..."

It took Jiang Ye a while to let go of him, his eyes moved from Xie Qimian's wet lips to his Adam's apple, and then he pressed his palm against his heaving chest.

"Jiang Ye! Why can't you kiss me gently once?!" Xie Qimian asked him panting as he closed his neckline again.

Jiang Ye: "..." He cleared his throat, "Next time."

Xie Ximian: "?"

"I've been training," Jiang Ye muttered, "The last time I kissed you was half a month ago, so I can't kiss you more."

Xie Ximian didn't argue with him, and closed his eyes: "I don't care about you, sleep."

"Why don't I find a hotel nearby, let's stay for one night and go back tomorrow." Jiang Ye said, "Anyway, tomorrow is a break."

"I've already bought the air tickets, so don't waste any more money." Xie Ximian said, "Just let me sway for a while."

Jiang Ye sat with him for a while, squeezed his palm: "Let's sit in the last row, you lie down."

He pulled Xie Ximian up, swept all the peripheral bags to the front row, and forced Xie Ximian to sit down: "Lie down and put your head on my lap."

"How can such a short seat accommodate my long legs..." Xie Qimian said, took off his shoes and lay down on the narrow seat, looking up at Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye squeezed his face: "Then I can only wrong your long legs, I will find a stove when I get back, don't be sorry for such long legs, put some oil and cumin, you don't like sweets For the salty taste, don’t put honey sauce, put chili noodles..."

"What a pervert, Jiang Ye!" Xie Ximian raised his hand to poke the tip of his nose, and scolded, "Are you human? At least I ate a little murloc's meat for you today."

Jiang Ye chuckled: "Obviously I moved and avoided, you stood behind and connected yourself."

"Then you saw me walking behind?" Xie Ximian was irrational.

Jiang Ye: "?"

"At that time, it was all based on muscle memory. Of course, the hands were faster than the brain." Jiang Ye covered those crystal eyes, "Why, what are you going to do again, do you want to ask me: Who is more important to you than the game?"

Xie Ximian thumped his leg: "How do you steal the show?"

"You play a lot all day long." Jiang Ye asked, "Is your waist more comfortable?"

"Fortunately, with such a soft pillow, no matter how uncomfortable it is, it's comfortable." Xie Ximian yawned, and the phone rang, and as soon as he picked it up, Jiang Ye held it down.

"Take a break and stop looking at your phone," he said. "Probably some celebratory news."

Xie Ximian pushed his hand away: "That's not true, I was halfway through the chat just now, and I haven't finished it yet."

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Ye asked.

The phone screen was facing Jiang Ye, so he couldn't see it, so he said, "I want to see it too."

"Wait a minute." Xie Ximian said, "I'm typing, you can read after I finish."

Feeling sour, Jiang Ye snatched Xie Qimian's cell phone and said, "It's so important who you chat with, you can't even let me take a look at it."

Putting the phone flat, Jiang Ye saw the note on it——

Aunt Jiang.

This profile picture is also a familiar cat and dog photo.

"Have you finished it? Do you still want to watch it? How about you come back for me?" Xie Qimian thumped his knee again.

"I'm not going back," Jiang Ye replied, "My mother always asks you how to buy a pot of orchids."

"Ask me what's wrong," Xie Ximian snatched back the phone, "Ask you."

"...I don't know flowers, so ask me what's the use." Jiang Ye said, "You know what orchids my mother buys every day, and you don't help me with the daisies on my bedside, which are about to wither."

Xie Ximian: "It's because you can't take care of yourself, it's none of my business." He continued to reply to Mother Jiang, saying, "It's because you don't talk to mother that she asks me everything."

Jiang Ye: "That doesn't make you more considerate, my mother will recognize you as a son from now on."

"What son, don't talk nonsense." Xie Ximian stood up.

Jiang Ye said: "My parents are so kind to you, and I am so kind to you, why don't you just sell yourself to me."

"I can sell it to your parents, but I can sell it to you—" Xie Ximian put down the phone, "I have to think about it."

"Why can my parents and I can't?" Jiang Ye asked.

Xie Ximian didn't answer, Jiang Ye just tickled him, Xie Ximian shrunk his shoulders and hid in the wall: "Jiang Ye!"

"Tell me, why not."

Xie Ximian hugged Jiang Ye's hands, not letting him move any more, and said with a smile, "Your parents have a house and a car, and they cook for me every day. Compare yourself, who will choose you."

"I've cooked for you too." Jiang Ye said, "You can keep all the money I earn."

"Forget about the money, but when you say cooking, do you mean chocolate-colored tomato egg noodles?" Xie Qimian asked.

Jiang Ye blushed: "I will learn slowly when we live together in the future."

Xie Ximian turned over and sat up, met his eyes for a long time, and said, "Jiang Ye, find a day, and go see my parents too." He was stretched, and his tone became uneasy, "Maybe...not as good as your house, but we Let's meet together."

Jiang Ye immediately nodded and said "OK", he stroked Xie Qimian's cheek, "Then let's go back to the courtyard for dinner when we have time, with parents, bread, coconut milk, and Mimi."

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