The E-Sports Circle’s Toxic Assembly Camp

During the long silence, Jing Yuanzhou looked at Lin Yan quietly. +++All Tanmei Novels: www.sto123.cc

After a long time, he sighed in a low voice: "Look at your attitude, do you want to talk about it?"

Lin Yan felt that Jing Yuanzhou's breath seemed to blow on his heart. He was thinking about how to guard against death, but suddenly felt inexplicably that it seemed that there was nothing wrong with confessing to each other.

"No, it's okay to talk." Lin Yan glanced over his wrist still held by Jing Yuanzhou, and muttered, "Let go of your hand first."

Jing Yuanzhou laughed lightly, and put his hand back very obediently.

However, the hand that was immediately retracted was placed on the ankle, and he resumed the ambiguous movement just now, and continued to massage the ointment.

In this way, the evil fire that was finally suppressed just now began to be wanton again.

The atmosphere had already calmed down, and the ambiguity swept across for a moment, and suddenly swarmed.

Lin Yan was quite sure that Jing Yuanzhou was absolutely deliberate. He grinded his teeth secretly and asked without a smile: "Jing Yuanzhou, can I understand that you are nervous? Deliberately use this behavior to make me happy. , I never thought about it, what if I don’t appreciate it and prepare?"

Jing Yuanzhou raised his head and glanced at him: "You will appreciate it."

Lin Yan was given this sentence, and finally he couldn't help but sighed: "This kind of overconfidence is indeed your style of doing things."

Upon hearing this, Jing Yuanzhou paused for a moment when he rubbed his hands.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Actually, I am not so confident."

After thinking about it, he said: "At least I have never been able to figure out what is going on in your heart."

Lin Yan did not answer, but subconsciously wanted to touch the cigarette, only to find that there was nothing in his pocket.

Jing Yuanzhou noticed Lin Yan's movements and took out a pack of cigarettes and handed it to him: "Want to smoke?"

Lin Yan's gaze paused for a while, then reached out and pulled one out.

But he didn't mean to point it, but rubbed repeatedly in the palm of his hand: "Don't smoke."

Jing Yuanzhou didn't ask much, and after a hum, he put back the remaining cigarette cases.

The surroundings became quiet again.

In such an atmosphere, Lin Yan unknowingly pinched the cigarette **** in his hand and changed its shape.

It seems that this kind of action is not enough to vent. Vent the emotions that are currently surging in the body, and then it is brought to the mouth again, and it shakes up and down as you speak: "What about you, what do you think? "

It's all about it, and the undercurrents that the two have been getting along for a while have obviously been on the bright side.

These are tacit things, for them to continue to hide and tuck is too hypocritical, it is better to be honest and open.

Lin Yan didn't speak, but couldn't help but muttered secretly in his heart: Everyone is an adult, and there is really no need to learn from the children and play some silly confession games.

The heartbeat itself is a physiological reaction, and the only thing that can be determined now is that the two of them indeed feel each other.

According to Lin Yan's meaning, even those pretentious confession sections can be completely omitted.

After all, if he and Jing Yuanzhou really want to pick up, they may explode at any time. What they lack is not you and me, but how they should be properly arranged in the next time. The real problem is always It is more difficult to deal with than the emotional angle.

Lin Yan originally thought that for Jing Yuanzhou, a senior **** who is approaching the age of retirement, he should have the same concerns about the team's development. It’s just that I didn’t expect it. At this time, Jing Yuanzhou was silent for a moment, and he also pinched a cigarette in his mouth. His tone was never serious: "I don’t know. Except I definitely like it now. You have not considered anything other than this."

I like you definitely.

Just these few words made Lin Yan almost crush the cigarette **** he was holding: "..."

It is really difficult for him to associate such an overly in love with the self-controlled man before him.

At first it was just a little stunned, and then somehow, these words began to replay in my mind like an infinite loop.

The heartbeat beats suddenly uncontrollably.

Lin Yan couldn't help but cursed inwardly.

Fuck, I just thought that I could directly save those hypocritical confessions, but I suddenly played with him like this!

And most importantly, he also discovered that he actually ate this set very much...

With the indoor lights, Jing Yuanzhou noticed the unusual blush on Lin Yan's face.

An imperceptible smile flashed between the eyebrows, but the voice of speaking was deliberately disappointing: "Why don't you speak anymore, don't you like me? Is everything just my wishful thinking?"

Lin Yan saw all the changes in such a demeanor in his eyes, but he also jumped directly into this set without seeing through.

He took a deep breath, and didn't avoid the question, he said simply and concisely: "I like it, not wishful thinking."

As soon as the words fell, he could feel that the fingertips that Jing Yuanzhou pinched on his ankle was slightly squeezed tightly, and then he seemed to be afraid of accidentally pressing him, and then quickly released it after returning to his senses.

Such small details made Lin Yan no longer hold back the corners of his mouth when he looked at Jing Yuanzhou's pretentiously calm expression.

In addition to the usual training these days, Jing Yuanzhou’s attention has all fallen on Lin Yan. Originally, for today’s conversation, he didn’t know how much he had made in advance. He also thought that Lin Yan would die. He didn't admit it, but he didn't expect that Lin Yan would admit such a feeling of love so directly.

The window paper that had been unilaterally pierced was torn open all at once, everything was a little too unpredictable, so that all the previous preparations seemed to be useless.

Jing Yuanzhou’s Adam’s apple faintly rolled, controlling the urge to push someone on the bed and doing it in place. Thousands of words only converged into one sentence: "Then you hide from me like this, what are you worried about? ?"

"It's not your problem, it's me." Lin Yan was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but reach out and grab the hair. "This team was formed by me. I must be responsible to you. There is no way to do well at the same time. In the case of two important things, I think normal people will choose to deal with the ongoing matter first."

In short, Jing Yuanzhou understood it instantly.

Starting from Lin Yan apparently deliberately avoiding too much contact with him, he had actually guessed that there was a possibility in this respect, but he really heard it from the person concerned, but felt a little dumbfounded: "This is how you sacrificed me directly. the reason?"

"How can I say that I sacrificed you? It's obviously to make you perfect." Lin Yan glanced at him and said each word, "A player can have a total of several years of professional career? Jing Yuanzhou, you still have a few more years to take. Splurge?"

The expression on Jing Yuanzhou's face gradually faded after these words.

A complicated mood hit this chest, and at the same time, accompanied by a gradually enthusiastic heartbeat, it made him want to rub this person into his arms fiercely.

The content of every sentence Lin Yan said is extremely sensible and objective. Perhaps whether it is from the identity of the team owner or coach, all these considerations are understandable.

But Lin Yan did not realize that in his seemingly incomparable overall view of the statement, every final point was for Jing Yuanzhou's consideration.

23 years old, an age that may retire at any time.

So compared to dreams, whether you like or fall in love seems to be something you can bear temporarily.

But, can you really bear it?

Lin Yan saw that Jing Yuanzhou fell into silence suddenly, and only felt a severe pain in his heart. When he was about to say something, he saw Jing Yuanzhou suddenly stood up and threw the cigarette **** aside, without warning. Just like this, he leaned forward.

Lin Yan retreated instinctively as his heart jumped.

However, in this position, he could only fall straight on the bed.

The light in front of him suddenly dimmed, and Jing Yuanzhou's figure shrouded heavily in this way.

With his back to the light, his entire face was in the shadows, not real.

Two hands were on both sides of Lin Yan, and some dumb voices floated around: "I haven't tried it. How can I know that there is no way to deal with it?"

The expression in Lin Yan's eyes flickered slightly.

Jing Yuanzhou fixedly looked at Lin Yan's eyes, trying to control his emotions so as not to let his emotions leak too much: "Of course, if you are really worried, it doesn't matter if you don't fall in love."

After a pause, he said, "But you can always confirm your status first, right?"

Lin Yanben was already so dry in this posture, but when he heard the last sentence, he was stunned.

Appearing to be shocked that someone could create such a brazen logic, he fixedly met Jing Yuanzhou's sight: "First name and fall in love? Jing Yuanzhou, you are actively inviting me to get in the car first. Is there a replacement ticket?"

"As long as you remember to make up the ticket, I can do it." Jing Yuanzhou was indifferent, and thought of a new term that sounds quite academic for their future approach to getting along. "In two months, it will be 'Pre-interaction'. Now that we all know each other's minds, it is absolutely impossible to pretend that nothing has happened, at least in my opinion. Instead of meeting awkwardly at the time, it is better to start talking Before you fall in love, adapt to this mode of getting along. Maybe you will find that everything is not as complicated as you think, is it?"

At the end of the speech, the tone was soft enough to almost coaxing.

Especially the ending sound left by the last three words, muffled, gently, gently stroked from the hot earlobe.

Lin Yan's words that he wanted to refuse were so tempted that he was stuck in his throat and couldn't get along anymore.

After all, he couldn't bear to avoid Jing Yuanzhou's deep sight, and grinded his teeth secretly: "So, why is it two months?"

The attitude of not directly vetoing made the smile in Jing Yuanzhou's eyes more intense.

He leaned over to Lin Yan's ear: "Because, this is the maximum I can endure."

The words are like babbles, and they smile and grind: "When the time comes, whether you want to continue or not, I will recognize any result!"

The sudden action made Lin Yan unable to react for a while, until the hot breath instantly ignited the earlobe, and the whole body shook instinctively.

In the lying position, his feet subconsciously wanted to bend, but because of Jing Yuanzhou's pressing on his body, he was forced into place.

He heard a low laugh from the man in his ear.

A piece of his face suddenly burned.

Upon discovering such embarrassing details, the corners of Lin Yan's mouth slowly tightened.

He cast his eyes down expressionlessly and scanned the smile under Jing Yuanzhou's eyes, narrowing his eyes dangerously.

Seeing the moment Jing Yuanzhou was about to get up, he suddenly stretched out his hand without warning.

Jing Yuanzhou obviously didn't expect Lin Yan to suddenly do something, and he was hooked over without any precautions.

His lips slammed into each other suddenly.

The violent and dazzling deep kisses were full of revenge for that "ridicule" everywhere.

Under the complete fall, the two fell on the bed together.

The breath after a deep kiss is like a messy clothes on his body, embarrassed and surplus heat circulates around the beam.

Noting Jing Yuanzhou's deeper vision than ever before, Lin Yan endured the ankle that had been hit just now, and wiped the aftermath of the intense kiss on the corner of his lips with his thumbs: "What are you looking at, isn't it about pre-friending?"

He worked so hard to make his voice not sound too hoarse: "This is counted as the interest for the next two months."

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