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

Jiang Ye couldn't say no to Xie Ximian, so depressed for a while, he simply turned his ears to nothing and buried himself in the row.Xie Ximian was able to talk to him again when he came out of the bathroom at three o'clock in the morning.

"Not asleep yet?" Xie Ximian kicked his shoes, "Isn't he really thinking about choosing a concubine?"

Before Jiang Ye could react, Xie Ximian went to bed with his legs twisted and turned off the bedside lamp on his side.

"..."

The room was silent for a moment, except for the faint light projected by Jiang Ye's cell phone.

"Still watching the game?" Xie Ximian asked.

Jiang Ye said "hmm" behind the phone.

"Which show did you watch?"

"Last season's summer regular season, you played MG's BO5." Jiang Ye said, "The third BP."

Xie Ximian thought about it for a while: "Is this going to play me?"

"I see." Jiang Ye said, he stared at the screen for a while, and when Xie Qimian was a little sleepy, he said, "Is your back injury serious?"

Xie Ximian mumbled "Huh?" and turned over from the bed: "What did you say?"

"Lumbar injury," Jiang Ye said, "You kept pressing your waist when you were playing."

"Oh," Xie Ximian put a pillow on his arm, and became a little more awake, "It's nothing, just go to the hospital a few more times and it won't be all over."

Jiang Ye: "The back injury is hard to heal."

Xie Ximian's eyelids slowly drooped, and he gave a soft "ah", as if agreeing with his words, after a long time, he said slowly: "No matter how bad it is, I can give you a support for two years, don't worry."

Jiang Ye pressed the pause button and frowned slightly: "Don't say that you have to bend over to support me."

"Ah, isn't it? Look, in the past two years, have I supported others?" Xie Ximian said.

Eno was at a loss for words.

Yes, isn't Lian Jing a human being?

But thinking about it again, the relationship between this pair of subordinates is better than not at all...

"That's not for me, don't kidnap me morally." Jiang Ye said, "If you are sick, treat it."

Xie Qimian chuckled, stuffed his hands into the quilt, and pulled the edge up to his chin: "I'm lying to you, my back injury has been treated for more than two years, and it's really almost healed."

Jiang Ye: "..."

"What do you want to say?" Xie Ximian asked.

Jiang Ye's Adam's apple rolled, and finally turned off the phone and lay down: "Speechless."

Not a word of truth came out of his mouth.

More cunning than a fox.

Xie Ximian opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling for a while, then glanced at Jiang Ye, and found that this person was very energetic today, his legs kept moving, and he did not fall asleep.

"Why don't you sleep?" Xie Ximian asked.

"Why do you care so much?" Jiang Ye replied.

Xie Qimian closed his eyes, shallowly and crookedly, as if smiling: "I can't sleep if you don't sleep."

Jiang Ye: "?"

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know, as soon as I saw you, I also fell asleep." Xie Qimian said.

"Is this a good word?" Jiang Ye closed his eyes cruelly, "I don't want to talk to you."

Xie Ximian laughed softly: "Everyone you asked is awake, let's chat for a while."

"Don't talk," Jiang Ye turned his back, "I'm asleep!"

Xie Qimian smiled silently into the air for five seconds before closing his eyes while hugging the quilt.

—

Thanks to Jiang Ye's reminder, Xie Ximian almost missed his follow-up visit time, and Ou Xiaodian was sometimes reliable and sometimes unreliable, and suddenly had to rush to sign a contract with the sponsor when he was going to the hospital.

In the end, Yan Ke could only drive Xie Ximian there.

"Actually, I can just drive there by myself." Xie Ximian said, "I can also take a walk home and take a look at it."

Yan Ke: "If you drive, this trip will be in vain. Take good care of your waist. In the future, there will be times when you will lose your waist."

"People who don't know think you're driving," Xie Ximian smiled, "It's too ruthless to use my waist as a tool, just like evil capitalism."

Yan Ke is not good at beautifying, and no oil or salt is allowed to enter, no matter how yin and yang strange Qi Xie Ximian is, it will not be affected at all.

When he was about to arrive at the hospital, Yan Ke suddenly said: "I went out for dinner a few days ago, and I met Mu Chen, and he asked you with me. I ignored him, so it doesn't matter."

"It's okay." Xie Ximian straightened his down jacket, "But it's strange that he doesn't ask me directly if he has anything to do."

"He was involved in a storm some time ago, and he just solved it not long ago, so he might be embarrassed to talk to you."

The corner of Xie Qimian's mouth twitched, and finally smiled: "Let him go."

"You have a much better temper," Yan Ke parked the car, "you are tolerant enough to your ex-boyfriend."

"Really, it's not the case." Xie Ximian closed the car door, put his hands in his pockets, and looked back at Yan Ke: "Don't forget to take me home."

With great difficulty, he earned enough points to buy a two-bedroom, one-living room in Beijing's Third Ring Road. It was just renovated in the middle of this year, and it is still ventilating to dissipate the smell.

Yan Ke was a busy man, so he left Xie Ximian and asked him to take a taxi by himself.

When returning to the base, Xie Ximian brought more than a dozen Liangpi, and attracted a group of puppies as soon as he entered the house.

"Amian! Did you buy Liangpi?!" Liang Nian ran to the table, "Have you gone home?"

Xie Ximian opened the bag: "Turn around and take a look, and bought some snacks by the way."

"I miss this sesame sauce so much, I thought the door wouldn't be open in winter!" Lai Zhiquan took a bowl, hurriedly removed the chopsticks, and stood there to eat, causing Jiang Ye to look sideways.

Why Liangpi is so popular.

Xie Ximian felt the young man's curious gaze, and put a bowl on Jiang Ye's computer desk: "Try it?"

"What?" Jiang Ye asked knowingly.

"Poisonous stuff." Xie Ximian lifted the lid, and the aroma of sesame sauce mixed with vinegar escaped instantly, making one's index finger twitch. It was obvious that he had eaten lunch, but suddenly felt empty in his stomach.

Jiang Ye's Adam's apple rolled, and he held the bowl with his warm and dry fingers, trying to take it from Xie Ximian's hand, but he still inevitably touched Xie Qimian's cold finger bones. He moved and touched the back of Xie Ximian's hand.

Why is this paper bowl so small!

Xie Qimian was touched by him for a while, and the brows raised unconsciously, and finally watched Jiang Ye arch his thumb, index finger and ring finger, and the three fingers grabbed the bowl from the top.

Don't be afraid to fall directly to the ground.

Xie Ximian was not very considerate, when Jiang Ye just turned around, he teased behind him: "My hands are so easy to touch?"

Jiang Ye really wanted to throw a bowl!

When the training room was filled with feasting, the mobile phone started to ding-dong at the same time. Xie Ximian looked down and saw that it was news from the team group.

[Cat poop group S12 dinner group after winning the championship]

-Wealthy Ou Xiaodian invited Ye to join the group chat-

The wealthy Ou Xiaodian: [Everyone welcome Jiang Ye to join the group, we will be a family from now on! 】

Wealthy Ou Xiaodian: [Welcome Welcome.gif]

Nian Gaozi: [Welcome, welcome, when will the big red envelopes be distributed? @Ye】

Xiao Lai Aquan: [Welcome, when will the big red envelopes be distributed? @Ye】

After being harassed by Liang Nian, Duan Ting had no choice but to line up in the group: [Welcome, when will the big red envelope be distributed? @Ye】

After a long while, the person who finished eating Xie Ximian's "Poisonous Liangpi" sent a sincere message in the group—[? 】

Immediately afterwards, "?" Another message was pushed up below.

Mian: [Thank you boss, even the ants passing by have to say something about Jiang Ye's generosity]

Ye: [? 】

He looked at the empty cold paper bowl, and thought to himself, forget it, the mouth of the cannibal is soft.

Ye: [Red Envelope: Gong Xi Fa Cai]

-Niangao Cub received your red envelope-

-Wealthy Ou Xiaodian received your red envelope-

-Mian received your red envelope-

Liang Nian yelled: "Why do I only have 52 cents, but Tingting has [-] yuan!" He angrily went to Jiang Ye's side, with his hips akimbo, "Is it double standards again!"

Jiang Ye: "..." He threw away the trash and said, "There are more than 52 yuan."

Liang Nian: "Who! Who surpasses Ting Ting!"

Xie Ximian waved his hand: "Sorry, I'm 137 yuan, 9 cents and 8 cents."

Liang Nian burst into tears, grabbed Xie Ximian's shoulder and thumped: "You paid me, you paid me, and you took it away. I will go to the league tomorrow to report you for cheating..."

Xie Qimian pressed his forehead and pushed him away: "You must be self-aware, and don't think about slandering others."

"I don't...you pay me, you want to treat me to supper!"

"Then you spit out the rice cake first..." Xie Ximian grabbed Jiang Ye's gaming chair, relying on Jiang Ye to be as immobile as a mountain, and let Liang Nian sway, "Where did Duan Ting go, come and drag this rice cake away, otherwise I fried it in the pan, and it became silky..."

Jiang Ye glanced at Xie Ximian's wrist from the corner of his eye, the corners of his mouth moved, and finally he turned his head and propped his chin, showing a smiley expression.

Xie Ximian...

Really.

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Ye: Men are so difficult to understand, especially those with the surname Xie.