Who wants to have a sweet double row with you [E-sports]

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Gu Mingyi bent down cooperatively, shook off a small blanket scattered on the bed, and covered Chen Que's back.

"I know." Chen Que squinted and nodded, "You asked me last time, and I answered you."

Chen Que, who was drunk, couldn't speak clearly, and spoke slowly, as if seducing someone to act like a spoiled child without knowing it.

Gu Mingyi raised his finger and scratched his nose: "Don't make trouble, you're drunk."

"I'm not, drunk." Chen Que frowned, trying to look at Gu Mingyi, but his eyes couldn't focus, he stretched out his fingers and tapped on Gu Mingyi's cheek, "Brother... why do you have two noses? "

Gu Mingyi helplessly let the little drunk cat poke his face with his fingers.

"Lie down and sleep, okay?"

"Okay." Chen Que nodded, and after finishing speaking, he raised his hand to grab the hem of Gu Mingyi's clothes and pulled it up. After drinking, his movements were clumsy and weak, "You should take off your clothes first."

Gu Mingyi's clothes were pulled up halfway by Chen Que, revealing his thin waist and abdomen. He smoothed Chen Que's hair, and said with a smile, "Why are you taking off your clothes?"

Chen Que stopped pulling his clothes, looked up at him: "do/love."

It is quite natural to spit out the two words.

"But you're drunk." Gu Mingyi knelt down on the bed with one leg next to Chen Que's crossed legs, closing the distance between him and him.

"I'm not drunk." Chen Que frowned, "Can't I do it after drinking?"

"Yes." Gu Mingyi said, "But I don't want to have sex with the little drunk cat. I'll talk about it when you wake up."

Chen Que lowered his eyes and tried his best to think about what this sentence meant.

After he figured it out in a daze, he let go of the hand that was holding Gu Mingyi's shoulder, turned his arm around his waist, leaned forward and bit the little mole on Gu Mingyi's abdomen.

"Hiss—" Gu Mingyi took a light breath, this direction was not within Gu Mingyi's expected range.

After Chen Que bit out a shallow tooth mark on his mole, he sucked that piece of skin until it turned red.

After seeing the work he was satisfied with, Chen Que let go of his hand and curled his mouth: "Brother."

"Huh?" After he let go, Gu Mingyi sat next to him, lifted his clothes and glanced at the flushed skin.

"Don't show your abs to others next time." The little drunk cat said viciously.

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you." Gu Mingyi scratched his head, "Now lie down and rest, okay?"

Chen Que obediently lay down under the blanket, only showing a pair of eyes.

"Are you really not going to c me?"

He blinked his eyes and asked unwillingly.

Gu Mingyi was helpless, and helped him tuck the quilt: "You can ask me when you sober up tomorrow, but I hope you can still remember."

Chen Que thought for a while, then nodded heavily: "I will remember!"

"Then sleep now? I'll come after I take a shower, okay?"

Chen Que obediently closed his eyes.

Chen Que is completely different when he is drinking and when he is not. Normally sober, he is a dull little gourd who doesn't like to talk about anything, but when he is drinking... his obedient appearance is really cute.

Gu Mingyi raised his head, and the water dripped across his cheeks.

Under the washing of hot water, the tooth marks on his waist and abdomen became more and more red. Gu Mingyi rubbed Chen Que's masterpiece, thinking about how to get his kitten back when he sobered up.

After taking a shower, Gu Mingyi walked out of the bathroom door refreshed. Originally, he thought he would see a well-behaved sleeping kitten, but found that the reality was slightly different from what he had imagined.

The little drunk cat, Chen Que, didn't sleep obediently at all. He sat up, and the quilt that covered him slipped down to his waist, revealing his white upper body.

At this moment, he was squinting his eyes and holding the mobile phone, poking on the mobile phone with a focused expression.

Gu Mingyi sat on the edge of the bed, turned over and got under the quilt, and leaned over to Chen Que's side: "What are you doing when you're not sleeping?"

"Can't sleep." Chen Que said aggrievedly, "I'm posting on Weibo."

Gu Mingyi's eyebrows twitched.

The little drunk cat posts on Weibo, what can it post...

"What happened?" Gu Mingyi pulled up the quilt, turned up the pillow, and placed it on his back.

Chen Que thought for a while: "I sent a lot of things."

Gu Mingyi had a bad premonition, turned over and took his phone, and clicked on Chen Que's Weibo.

[SKG, single: Happy birthday hehehe, my face is covered with cream, not good]

The accompanying picture is the one taken by chijia with a selfie stick.

It's okay, okay, except for the tone of the speech is not so right, there is nothing wrong with it.

【SKG、single: my brother will give you deliwu】

The accompanying picture is the jade pendant hanging around his neck that Chen Que took a selfie with his mobile phone. Instead of taking off the pendant, he adjusted the front camera and took a picture directly. In the photo, there is even half of Chen Que’s chin and Large scapula.

Gu Mingyi pursed his lips and did not speak.

[SKG, single: [picture]]

It was a promotional photo for the summer split, the one that Gu Mingyi took after he joined the team, which looked like a wedding photo of the bot lane duo.

Gu Mingyi was silent.

[SKG, single: @SKG, moon[爱心][爱心][rose][rose]]

Under the comments on this Weibo, there are very uniform question marks.

Gu Mingyi felt a little embarrassed for Chen Que who was sobering up tomorrow.

He took a deep breath, turned his body slightly, looked at Chen Que's profile, and discussed with the little drunk cat: "Chen Que, can you delete Weibo?"

When Chen Que heard Gu Mingyi's words, he frowned, clenched his phone tightly as if protecting food, and shook his head: "Not good."

Gu Mingyi's mind was a little buzzing.

"You like me." Chen Que hid his mobile phone under the pillow, patted the pillow, and turned his head to look at Gu Mingyi.

Although Gu Mingyi did not make too many flirts, he knew how difficult it was to be the same sex, so even though he often teased Chen ambiguously during the live broadcast, he did not boldly put the relationship between the two of them in such a way. Face it.

"Chen Que..." Gu Mingyi looked at him and rubbed his cheeks, "I'll give you a thumbs up when I wake up tomorrow, okay?"

Chen Que shook his head: "It's fine if you don't c me, why don't you like my Weibo?"

This logic convinced Gu Mingyi, and he was unable to speak for a while.

Seeing that Gu Mingyi didn't respond, Chen Que curled his legs and drooped his head, like a big cat that fell into the water.

"Okay, okay, little bit." Gu Mingyi was defeated, he put the phone in front of Chen Que, and under his gaze, he liked this [Love] [Rose].

Satisfied, Chen Que hugged Gu Mingyi's head and gave him a loud "pop" on his lips, then slid into the quilt, hugged Gu Mingyi's arm and closed his eyes.

Gu Mingyi let out a long sigh, turned off the light and lay down under the quilt, feeling drunk, and fell asleep drowsily after closing his eyes.

·

When Chen Que woke up the next day with a headache, he frowned and rubbed his temples and sat up.

Why does it feel like something is wrong with the touch.

No, where are my clothes? ?

Chen Que was a little dazed, he lifted a corner of the quilt and took a look inside. Except for a pair of shorts, he was not wearing any clothes. On the other hand, Gu Mingyi, who was sleeping next to him, was neatly dressed in short-sleeved shorts and pajamas .

What did they do last night? ?

Chen Que's memory still stays in the time when those stupid teammates insisted on clinking glasses with him, and after the clinking...he woke up in his own bed.

The movement of Chen Que lifting the quilt was not too big, but Gu Mingyi, who was sleeping next to him, still woke up. He rubbed his eyes and said hoarsely, "Are you awake?"

Chen Que: "Yes."

"Is there any discomfort?" Gu Mingyi raised his hand and pinched Chen Que's waist.

Chen Que: What does he mean by pinching my waist?He also asked if there was any discomfort?I haven't got any clothes on yet?

Fuck, why does he have no memory of yesterday at all.

"Where are my...clothes?" Chen Que coughed twice, and said in embarrassment.

Gu Mingyi shrank a little under the quilt: "Don't you remember?"

Chen Que nodded.

"When I helped you up yesterday, I went down and made you a cup of honey water, and you were like this when you came up."

Chen Que's expression was a bit indescribable: "Then I... didn't do anything, did I? I've never been drunk before."

Gu Ming pinched the inner/side of his thigh ambiguously: "After drinking the honey water, you hugged me without any clothes on. Guess what you said?"

Chen Que didn't dare to speak at all.

"You said you wanted me to c you."

Chen Que spoke with great difficulty: "...and then?"

"Boyfriend, do you think I will reject you?" Gu Mingyi lay down and gave him an ambiguous smile, "How about my skills?"

Chen Que twisted a little uneasily, why didn't he feel any pain in his butt?

Is Gu Mingyi's technique too good?

No, according to the strategy he found out, no matter how good the technique is, you will still feel uncomfortable the next day!

Chen Que's hand hidden under the quilt wanted to touch his butt, but he was a little embarrassed.

Gu Mingyi saw his little movements clearly.

"You still bit me." He sat up and hooked Chenqian's wrist, and lifted the hem of his clothes a little. The red marks have faded, leaving only a circle of white teeth print.

Chen Que: ...

Help!

"Or... I'll let you take a bite too?"

"Okay." After finishing speaking, Gu Mingyi leaned down, grabbed a small piece of skin on his waist and rubbed it, it didn't hurt, but it was still a little itchy.

Chen Que couldn't help but snorted.

Gu Mingyi rubbed his waist, looked up at him: "Does your butt hurt?"

Chen Que: "...it doesn't hurt."

"It's okay if it doesn't hurt. It doesn't hurt if you don't do it." Gu Ming felt very happy, "This time it's because you were drunk. I don't want you to wake up without memory. Next time remember to wake up and let me fuck."

This muddled remark reached Chen Que's ears, causing his eyes to dodge a little.

"Oh, by the way, you'd better take a look at your Weibo." Gu Mingyi remembered, "You didn't delete it no matter how much I advised you yesterday, and you insisted on giving you a like."

Chen Que had a bad feeling: "What did I post?"

Gu Mingyi let out a long sigh: "You'll know it when you see it."

Chen Que rolled his Adam's apple, found his mobile phone under the pillow, and opened Weibo.

The number of comments and reposts startled him a bit.

He hurriedly clicked on his Weibo homepage, and the four Weibo posts he posted in the middle of the night yesterday came into view.

Chen Que's hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

The author has something to say:

I won’t do it here in my syllabus, because I don’t like to do it in a state where one party is sober and the other is drunk. I want my sons to do sober~