The counterattack of the mid laner [E-sports]

Our ancestors had such a saying that the road to enemies is narrow.

Yi Cheng felt that this was so reasonable, he just took a break to go to the bathroom, and happened to meet Icecream on the way.

Did he pretend to be nonchalant and walk over?Or should we talk to him well?

Before Yi Cheng could think about the result, the other party had already come to him one step ahead.

Icecream is about the same height as him, with a well-proportioned body shape. He can't be called handsome, but he is very ambitious just by looking at his appearance.He has long and narrow eyes like a cheetah, and he is staring at Yi Cheng viciously through the lenses of the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

If this is in the anime, Icecream's glasses should be cold.Yicheng calmly met Icecream's extremely unfriendly eyes, without any fear, and even laughed out loud. Anyway, the champion mid laner doesn't like him, and he also hates each other. We both know each other well, so there is no need to back down , and there is no need to pretend.He took a step forward, straightened his body and held his neck high. He even wanted to stand on tiptoe, so that he could overwhelm the enemy from his height, but after thinking about it, the action of tiptoe was somewhat inferior, so he gave up.

Before Yi Cheng could speak, Icecream spoke first, he spoke English, Yi Cheng understood, and he said that he was bound to win Fu Mixiao.

Yi Cheng seemed to have heard some joke, and leaned forward again, with provocative eyes, he looked Icecream up and down, admiring the undisguised disgust on this person's face, the anger at the loss of the last game, and... ...a panic that even the person involved didn't realize.

"It seems...you still haven't been convinced." Yi Cheng chuckled, like a little lion guarding his territory, with the majesty and contempt of a superior who cannot be challenged, "It's okay, the end will continue."

"End?"

Fear of the strong is an animal instinct. Icecream took a step back unconsciously. He was shocked by Yi Cheng's aura, but his dignity did not allow him to admit this, let alone admit defeat. He still kept his mouth stubborn, "You Do you really think you won by strength? It's just luck."

"I don't know if you have heard of it, but luck is also part of strength."

Yicheng raised his hand and pretended to pat the dust off Icecream's shoulders. He felt that there was no need for Icecream to treat him so aggressively. After all, this person was the FMVP of S10, and Yicheng was just an ordinary It's just a mid laner with no achievements.

But he also thought of Icecream's scorching/hot gaze when he looked at Fu Mixiao, full of longing, this person even openly provoked himself in the documentary, saying that he wanted to pry his jungler away, which made Yi Cheng Very upset, his eyes turned and he realized that he had always been a narrow-minded person. If someone stared at his things and coveted him, he would have to go back with nausea.

He knew that his family Fu Mixiao was excellent, and it was only natural for someone to be greedy.

But other people's things are good is not the reason for you to grab other people's things.

There is no such reason in the world.

He raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of slyness in his eyes, like a little fox with evil intentions.

"You like Fu Mixiao, don't you?"

Icecream didn't answer, but Yicheng already got the answer from his expression, he smiled with satisfaction and spoke loudly on purpose.Since the two are from different countries, they both used English when they talked, so his next sentence was also in English.

He said: "I sleep with him."

The lethality of this sentence is not small, Icecream's eyes widened because of being too shocked, as if something exploded in his head.

They fell asleep...they fell asleep...

He had heard rumors about Fu Mixiao's transfer. After all, he was responsible for huge liquidated damages, and it sounded strange to "betray" his old club, not to mention that the protagonist was a FMVP who was in the limelight.

So it turned out that all this was for the man in front of him who he didn't like?

He admits that Yi Cheng does have some good looks, but what's the use of a man with no strength and only appearance? !

Icecream felt that his world view seemed to have collapsed, he trembled unconsciously, his head hung, and he couldn't recover after a long time.

Yi Cheng was quite satisfied with his reaction, and was about to turn around and leave when Icecream spoke tremblingly.

He said, "Slept, right?"

Yicheng: ...Fuck!

Eager to tease people, he actually used the wrong tense!Be careless! Be careless!

But this person still has the intention to correct himself. Should he be said to be FMVP?

He was about to leave, but stomped his feet angrily at this sentence, turned around, and yelled at Icecream:

"I sleep with him every day!"

It's all right now!Now you don’t have to use the past tense!

After finishing speaking, he left angrily without looking at the guy behind him again.

He must, must beat this guy to his heart's content today, begging for mercy on his knees!snort!

……

On the way back to the lounge, Yi Cheng swollen his face like a puffer fish. When he walked to the door, he found Fu Mixiao with his hands folded on his chest, leaning his back against the door frame, as if waiting for him.

Facing Fu Mixiao's crooked smiling eyes, he felt a bad premonition. He wanted to pretend that he didn't see Fu Mixiao and went straight into the room, but just as he stepped over the threshold, he was caught. Fu Mixiao stopped.

"I'm curious," he said, "how the two of us slept?"

Yi Cheng:? ? ?

Could it be...he heard it?

Yi Cheng's heart sank, and he wanted to pretend he couldn't hear or understand, but this man was difficult to deal with, and he didn't intend to let him go so easily. He was about to run away when someone grabbed his arm.

"Don't run away." Fu Mixiao looked Yi Cheng up and down, making it clear that he was teasing him. At this moment, he was like a mouse being teased by a cat for fun. He wanted to escape but couldn't escape. Yi Cheng couldn't help it. Tucao, it's really fucking higher than a mountain.

"Don't want to say, is it because you are shy?" Fu Mixiao raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you let go just now?"

Yi Cheng glared at him, lowered his voice, and his tone was faintly threatening. Even if he is a mouse, he is still a little mouse that gets angry after being teased, and is ready to bite at any time. ?”

"is a bit."

Fu Mixiao nodded, seeing that Yi Cheng was obviously relieved, and teased him wickedly, in fact, it's not interesting to provoke him to blow his hair, just coax him later.He enjoys the process of making him lose his temper at himself, and also enjoys the process of coaxing him to calm down. In fact, as long as it is the process of getting along with Yi Cheng, no matter what, he enjoys it.

Hearing his words, Yi Cheng's hanging heart was relieved, he was about to enter the house, so Fu Mixiao said again:

"Then describe it briefly, to make a long story short."

"You fucking..."

As expected, Yi Cheng frowned, and turned his head to scold him, but Fu Mixiao tapped his lips lightly with his index finger.

"Swearing at people is not as simple as making a long story short," Fu Mixiao smiled cunningly, "Why don't you write me a detailed description in [-] words?"

"Three thousand..." Yi Cheng resisted the urge to curse, leaned into his ear and said angrily, "Three thousand words? Do you think I'm a grain-producing lady?!"

Fu Mixiao just laughed and didn't answer, Yi Cheng knew that if he failed to give Fu Mixiao a satisfactory answer today, this guy would never let him go.What is this called!

So, he hooked his hands towards Fu Mixiao, and the words were obviously charming and somewhat sentimental, but they forced him to squeeze out from between his teeth, and he said viciously:

"To put it simply, you gave me a mouthful and then hugged me to insert it. Are you satisfied?"

Although it is very simple, it is far from the charming and atmospheric feeling described by Mrs. Yicheng, but when these words come out of Yi Cheng's mouth, it has a special flavor, even if the tone is not good, it is still full of charm. Fu Mi Xiaoguang just imagined that picture He couldn't help himself, his sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his eyes fell on Yi Cheng. He didn't answer Yi Cheng's words, but Yi Cheng knew that this wicked guy had been satisfied after playing tricks on him.

However, he is not satisfied.

Fu Mixiao dared to tease him like this, how could he not give him a gift in return?

Feelings are something that is interesting only if you come and go.

After making up his mind, he became calm from panic, and even looked at the person in front of him with an ambiguous and seductive look.Yi Cheng gently raised Fu Mixiao's chin with his hand, then touched his face twice, tiptoed to his ear and said slowly, "I like to use the most primitive posture because..."

He winked at Fu Mixiao ambiguously: "This way I can see your face."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left gracefully, leaving only Fu Mixiao standing where he was, watching his leaving back with deep eyes.

God knows how sexy and attractive Yi Cheng looked just now, Fu Mixiao wished he could hug him tightly on the spot and rub him into his body.He originally wanted to tease Yi Cheng, but now he is turned against by the other party. Perhaps in the game between the two, he will always be the one who loses, after all, his resistance to the charm of this little guy is almost zero.

After all, he is also the top jungler in the world. The word losing seems to have nothing to do with Fu Mixiao, but in this game, he will always lose completely.

And, willingly.

He resisted his impulse. After all, as a professional player, this is really not the time to think about miscellaneous things. He watched Yi Cheng chatting with his teammates in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere, as if what happened just now had never happened.

Fu Mixiao couldn't help but shook his head helplessly, muttering to himself: "It's really terrible."

What's worse is still to come. After the break, they came on stage again. When they were trying the wheat, Yi Cheng coughed lightly, meaning something.

"No matter what happens, don't affect the state of the game~" He smiled slightly, and pointed out the person's name, "Our God Xiao."

"Of course not."

Fu Mixiao smiled naturally, others couldn't see any flaws, but what he was thinking in his heart was——

The little madman.

After the game, he must "communicate" with his little lunatic.

The author has something to say:

Fu Mixiao: Redefine the word "communication".

Playing with a little english tense meme =v=