My assistant is super fierce!

Tang Huaiye didn't notice that the people around him looked dreamlike, as if they were going to worship some holy place, and stretched out his hand to push open the door.

Xu Yuankong couldn't wait to follow behind him, and tiptoed in.

The room is not big, but it is extremely clean and tidy.

The quilt was neatly folded in the corner of the bed, neither the chair nor the bed had the clothes and socks commonly thrown around in boys' rooms, and the wardrobe door was also tightly closed, so neat that it could almost be used as a model for everyone to learn from.

Xu Yuankong couldn't help feeling ashamed suddenly when he thought of his doghouse-like territory.

Fortunately, the club hired a cleaning lady to clean the floor and garbage, otherwise the scene was so beautiful that he couldn't even think about it.

Tang Huaiye ignored him who was sneaking around behind him, and reached out to open the laptop on the desk, and clicked twice to enter the live broadcast page.

He glanced back at Xu Yuankong, and said concisely: "Come and sit."

Xu Yuankong looked over subconsciously, and there was only a standard e-sports chair in front of the desk. If he sat there, what would Ye Shen do?

He immediately shook his head like a rattle, "No need, no need, I'll just stand up, Ye Shen, sit down."

"For a BO5 match, at least three games will take an hour and a half. Are you planning to stand by me?"

Tang Huaiye ignored his refusal, went straight over, grabbed his arm, and dragged him over.

He was extremely tall, and his figure was extremely tall and straight. Xu Yuankong, who was 1.7 meters eight, was more than a head shorter in front of him. He was dragged by him like this, and he had no ability to resist at all.

Of course, to be honest, he didn't dare to resist at all.

Tang Huaiye pressed his shoulders, fixed him on the gaming chair without hesitation, then turned around and left the room.

Xu Yuankong didn't raise his drooping head until he heard his footsteps walking away, and heaved a long sigh of relief.

I don't know why, when he was pulled over by Ye Shen like this, his face turned red and hot.

It should be because the room is airtight and too hot, and he is wearing too much.

Yes, it is like that.

City S in March is full of question marks, and Xu Yuankong's fy spring long-sleeved thin jacket is also at a loss. I'm afraid there is something wrong with your thinking in the "Sao" year, right?

Taking advantage of Ye Shen's absence, Xu Yuankong relaxed his stiff body, and began to look at his desk.

To be honest, apart from being extraordinarily clean and tidy, Tang Huaiye's room was also plain and somewhat beyond his expectations.

After all, he is the top laner in the league, and his popularity remains high. Considering his worth and income, Xu Yuankong didn't see anything particularly expensive, and he really didn't think about a young man of his age.

There is simply a desk lamp and a laptop on the desk, but the key point is that there is a photo frame.

The photo frame is turned upside down on the table.

It stands to reason that things like photos belong to Tang Huaiye's privacy, and Xu Yuankong, an outsider, shouldn't see them, but he couldn't help being curious.

This is Ye Shen, who is known for his aloofness and mystery. He still keeps such ancient things as photos. It's really exciting to find out!

And it's all on the table anyway, Ye Shen probably doesn't care that others will see it.

Xu Yuankong had finished building up his mind, and slowly stretched out his sinful hands to the photo frame that was upside down on the table, full of expectations.