The counterattack of the mid laner [E-sports]

At five o'clock in the morning, a black navigator stopped at the entrance of the izakaya, the sound of brakes pierced the dawn, and tore a hole in the sky, revealing the faint morning light.

Fu Mixiao got out of the car, he was wearing a black baseball jacket, black slim jeans lined his legs longer, the mask covered his face, and the unextinguished lights in the izakaya reflected him through the window In his eyes, making his pupils extraordinarily bright.

He gently pushed open the door, and a gust of hot air rushed in.

The room was noisy and noisy.

Young master Yi drank too much, he was too excited.He doesn't drink well, and he belongs to the type who will fuck every day and support the wall when he refuses to accept anyone after drinking too much.

For example, when he didn’t drink a lot and you said to him, “Wine quality is character, you need to change your troublesome problems if you drink too much”, he will probably smile embarrassedly, then scratch his head and say that he will definitely try his best. control.

But if you wait for him to drink too much and say it, there is a high probability that you will be scolded by him, "You have to pinch things that don't matter at all! Your character is not good! Your whole family is not good at all!" By the way, kick you two more feet, if he can stand still.

Those who are familiar with Yi Cheng know this, and try not to let him drink too much. After all, after Yi Cheng drinks too much, the noise is one aspect, and the main reason is that it is difficult to deal with. Most people can't get close to him.

"Why...why did you let him drink too much?" Apple poked the brother beside him, looking at Yi Cheng, who was gesticulating and dancing, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"I don't know, Cheng'er was quite restrained. Ever since Brother Qian made that phone call... I have to blame Brother Qian for this matter."

"Qian'er, you..." As soon as Pingguo was about to criticize someone, he saw Brother Qian sitting quietly on the stool, dozing off with his head down, nodding like water droplets on a bamboo tube, and immediately couldn't bear to blame him again.

It's understandable to be out of love.

The door of the room was suddenly opened, and the brothers all looked towards the door at the same time, except for Yi Cheng, who was still making noise there.

"You are... Xiao?!"

Apple's eyes widened in disbelief, Yicheng's old teammate and old enemy, he only saw it when he watched the live broadcast on TV, now he saw a real person, he was inevitably a little excited, couldn't help but sigh , This dude is really fucking handsome, and he has nothing to say about his temperament. Even if you cover your face with a mask, you can recognize him with just a pair of eyes.

"I'll take him back."

Fu Mixiao didn't give any attention to others, and walked straight to Yicheng.

Apple gasped, and hurriedly stopped, "Shen Xiao, you can't just go there...you'll be beaten by him."

Just now he and his brothers took turns trying to get close to Young Master Yi, but in the end they were beaten up by him with the "Iron Fist of Justice".

"Oh?" Fu Mixiao stood still, raised his eyebrows, seeing that the other person's expression didn't look like he was lying, so he smiled and shook his head, "It's okay."

"He's very good."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards Yicheng under the surprised or admiring eyes of Apple and others.

The young master had a terrible headache, but he didn't want to sleep. When he sensed someone approaching him, he instinctively raised his fist to hit him. Before the fist fell, it was wrapped in a generous palm.

Familiar touch, familiar body temperature.

The man nimbly grasped his wrist, and with a slight movement, he fell into a firm embrace.

Before he could react, a pleasant voice came from above his head, "Yi Cheng, come home with me."

This voice is also familiar, even if he didn't think of who it was for the time being, he just froze and blinked, then nodded obediently, "Okay."

The warm coat with the faint fragrance of shower gel wrapped him tightly, and after the world was spinning, Yi Cheng was carried on the shoulders by Fu Mixiao.

Yi Cheng didn't resist at all, he was a different person from the one who opened his teeth and claws just now, his hands were hanging down weakly, following Fu Mixiao's steps, he swayed slightly from side to side, like a thin piece of paper, a real paper man.

Fu Mixiao nodded politely, saying goodbye to the few people in the room. With Yi Cheng on his shoulder, he walked out of the izakaya as if effortlessly.

The brothers looked at his handsome and unrestrained back, and their jaws dropped in shock. At first, they thought that Fu Mixiao's "he is very good" was lying, but only after seeing him with their own eyes did they know that Yi Cheng was really good. But his obedience depends on who he is, and Fu Mixiao is obviously the chosen one.

Alas... the brothers who were "accidentally injured" just now had mixed feelings in their hearts. For a moment, they didn't know whether to envy the relationship between the two of them, or to blame the young master for emphasizing sex and despising friends and double standards.

"These two are..." Among the friends, there was a straight man of steel who couldn't figure out the situation, tilting his head and staring at the closed door, his eyes full of doubts, "Didn't it mean that DLJ Nakano didn't get along? Why did they look at Like me and my partner?"

Apple has seen some clues, but smart people always see through and don't tell the truth. He withdrew his gaze and slapped the back of the person who spoke just now, "You care about others?! Are you sober? Hurry up and help me when you are sober." Send these drunkards home!"

……

As soon as Fu Mixiao threw the drunk guy into the co-pilot, Yi Cheng staggered and fell sideways to the driver's seat.Fu Mixiao quickly supported his face with his hands, straightened him upright, and pinched his soft cheek.

"Should I put you in the back row to sleep?"

He was talking to himself, and didn't expect this drunk guy to respond to him, but after hearing his words, Yi Cheng suddenly opened his eyes as if he had a flash of light, and put his arms around his neck.

"do not want!"

In a daze, he pressed his forehead against Fu Mixiao's, closed his eyes tiredly, and muttered softly, "Don't throw me in the back row, let me be closer to you..."

Fu Mixiao sprayed his face with a strong alcoholic breath, instead of feeling disgusted, Fu Mixiao felt his heart itch.This guy was still losing his temper with himself a few days ago. Seeing that he was taking a detour, he was able to hug his neck and say that he wanted to get closer to him, although he probably didn't even know who he was. .

Fu Mixiao straightened Yi Cheng's body, carefully fastened his seat belt, helped him straighten his messy bangs, suddenly became curious, and asked softly, "Do you know who I am?"

"Huh...?" Yi Cheng responded casually, but he didn't answer, his head leaned back on the back of the chair, drowsy.

It seemed that he really didn't know who he was.

With this appearance, it is estimated that he was sold by a stranger without even realizing it.

Fu Mixiao shook his head helplessly, and flicked him on the forehead casually, then came to the driver's seat, sat down, and started the car.

In the early morning and the Spring Festival, the road conditions are very good, and the road is unimpeded, but there is a section of unfinished road in the middle, which is a bit bumpy to drive.

Yi Cheng woke up suddenly, "I told you not to call him, it's all your fault!"

Fu Mixiao was stunned for a moment, realizing that the "he" here refers to himself, so he tentatively asked Yi Cheng, "Why can't you call him?"

"He, he finally reconciled with his family, and he can no longer argue with his family because of me..."

It turned out that this was the reason why he didn't want to stay at the base to accompany him during the New Year.Fu Mixiao raised his eyebrows, and when he heard him speak again, there was a bit of guilt in his voice.

"If I hadn't been capricious back then and had to drag him over to play professionally with me, he wouldn't have gotten into such a mess with his family..."

In fact, this matter has nothing to do with Yi Cheng. When he first met Fu Mixiao, the relationship between Fu Mixiao and his family was already in jeopardy. It seems that going to work professionally is just the last straw that breaks the camel's back, a breakthrough in rebelling against the family.But Yi Cheng didn't know about this, and always blamed Fu Mixiao's bad family relationship on himself, and felt guilty for it.

"What does this have to do with you?" Fu Mixiao didn't expect him to feel guilty because of this, and raised his hand to rub his head, "Stupid..."

"Hmm..." Yi Cheng felt comfortable being touched, and his throat made a sound unconsciously, which is the same as how cats purr when their chin is touched.Fu Mixiao still had to drive, so he quickly withdrew his hand, the warmth on the top of his head disappeared, and the place where he had been rubbed quickly became cold, and a trace of reluctance appeared in Yi Cheng's bewildered eyes.

"come here……"

Drunk people are not bound by rules, let alone a small seat belt. Seeing that the people around him ignored him, Yi Cheng struggled to get close to him, trying to put his head on his body.

Fu Mixiao was taken aback by him, and almost stepped on the brakes urgently. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and calmed down quickly. Looking at this mischievous guy, it was not easy to scold him, so he could only slow down the car, wrinkled helplessly. Frowning, feigning anger:

"Be good."

Yi Cheng smirked at him, and persistently rubbed his head against his arm, "Touch your head, touch your head and I'll be good."

How can a real man stand this!

Fu Mixiao's heart was turned into a bud by him, and his calmness had already flown out of the sky. He only thought that the way back to the base could be shorter, and it would be better to open a teleportation and get there in four seconds.

However, teleportation only exists in fantasy, a journey of a thousand miles still has to start with a single step, no matter how anxious you are, the car still has to be driven kilometer by kilometer.

Fu Mixiao rubbed Yi Cheng's head twice, deliberately messing up his hair, "Hey, I'll be back to the base soon."

After finishing speaking, he stepped on the accelerator, held the steering wheel with one hand, and there was a beautiful flick. The sound of the engine was very clear in the silent morning.

"Okay~" Even if he drank too much, Yi Cheng was a good boy who kept his word, swayed his body and sat back, with his back straight and his gaze straight ahead, with a pair of small hands on his thighs, as obedient as a red scarf who listened carefully.

Fu Mixiao was amused by his appearance, and felt like a feather fell from his heart.He drove at the speed limit, and under the premise of not violating traffic rules, it took less than 10 minutes for the road of more than ten kilometers.

The excessive speed did not make Yi Cheng feel uncomfortable, on the contrary, the shaking of the car was more like a cradle, and Yi Cheng took the opportunity to squint again.

This sleep was so short that when he was woken up, he was a little angry. He opened his eyes irritably, and after seeing the person in front of him, he gave him a hard look.

"It's so annoying! Fu Mixiao! Don't disturb my sleep!"

Hearing Yi Cheng call his name, Fu Mixiao knew that his drunk limited cutie had disappeared.

"So fierce," Fu Mixiao pinched his sleeping face with a smile, and teased, "Didn't you want to kiss and hug me just now?"

Yi Cheng had a headache, he was awake but not fully awake, he had no memory of what happened just now, he didn't even know why Fu Mixiao came to pick him up.

"You are not at home to celebrate the New Year, what are you doing here?!" He probably knows what kind of virtue he has after drinking too much, but he doesn't remember, so he pretends that he has never done it, just touching Fu Mixiao's skin The place where he pinched the face became extremely hot.

It must be, it must be because the dog is pinching too hard!

Definitely not shy, and definitely not missing him.

"I was at home to celebrate the New Year, but it's not that I heard that someone misses me..." Fu Mixiao curled his lips and squatted in front of Yi Cheng, not giving him a chance to refute, "Go back to the house and sleep well, I'll carry you there .”

Looking at his broad back, Yi Cheng thought for a while, because he was too drunk to walk, and it would save effort for Fu Mixiao to carry him on his back, so he wrapped his hands around his neck and threw himself on his back.

Fu Mixiao supported him, stood up steadily, slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, and his pleasant voice echoed in the yard of the base, he said:

"I miss you."

The person on the back didn't answer, but just buried his head lightly on his shoulder, Fu Mixiao thought he was asleep again, and didn't hear this sentence.

But in the next second, there was a moist and soft touch from the neck, and Yi Cheng was biting and kissing a small piece of skin on his neck.

He knew it, Yicheng heard it.

……

Along the way, Yi Cheng was a little bit tangled, he wanted to sleep with Fu Mixiao a little bit, but he couldn't be too active, should he keep pretending to be drunk...

He didn't decide what to do next until he entered the room, but Fu Mixiao had already put him on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and was about to leave.

Yi Cheng reacted with his body before his brain, and grabbed Fu Mixiao's clothes at the speed of a professional player. The two looked at each other. let go.

This wave is really a bit impulsive...

Fu Mixiao looked at his hands hanging in the air, with a smile on his face, "Want me to accompany you?"

"I didn't! Get out of here!" Seeing his smug face, Yi Cheng was furious and wanted to kick him, but someone grabbed his ankle.

"That's not what you said just now, did you drink too much?" Fu Mixiao held his ankle and stuffed it back into the quilt, and helped him tuck the corner of the quilt, teasing, "Drunkard."

Yi Cheng is habitually stubborn, denying everything he said, "I'm not drunk!"

"That is to be drunk. People who are drunk will always say that they are not drunk."

Anyway, his little thoughts were transparent in front of Fu Mixiao, so Yi Cheng simply smashed his cans, no longer concealing his inner thoughts, but wholeheartedly planned to fight back.

"Then according to what you mean, what you say you don't want is actually what you want?"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly sat up from the bed, hooked his arms around Fu Mixiao's neck, and led him to lie down, raised his eyebrows, with a seemingly innocuous smile on his face, and a pair of somewhat blurred but dark eyes. He stared at Fu Mixiao.

He could clearly feel Fu Mixiao's heartbeat speeding up, and his own heartbeat couldn't slow down much.

Very satisfied with the other party's reaction, Yi Cheng gently kissed Fu Mixiao's side face, "Then I don't want it."

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The author has something to say:

Happy Valentine's Day my babies!Although there may not be many babies chasing the serialization because I am too pigeon, but the later babies can also see it~ Boo Haw~