I want to date you online [eSports]

084.

Jian Jing's bullet hit Yu Ke's shoulder.

Bouncing is too fast, in fact, the difficulty factor of predicting the shooting in advance is very high.But Jian Jing knew that after Yu Ke parked the car and found a good location, he would definitely lose even worse, so he might as well try his luck to predict and shoot in advance.

Of course, the result of predicting luck is-missing.

Yu Ke's voice sounded emotionless: "One shot."

It's this kind of waist shooting operation that can be featured in highlights, but it's also emotionally dull.

He had already found a good cover and shrank behind the stone, shaking his camera and constantly observing his surroundings.

When Jian Jing heard Yu Ke's cold and rational voice beside him, his restlessness was instantly extinguished.He quietly crouched under the window, without showing his head, just trying his best to find an opportunity to kill with a single blow.

Both of them know each other's position, and the snipers can't compete with each other's headshot skills.

Jian Jing was able to play the instant mirror headshot operation very well during the training camp. Later, when he was in the fish pond game and neglected to practice, his hand feeling declined, and he could occasionally show off.He observed Yu Ke's position calmly—suddenly a small black head emerged from behind the stone, and in the blink of an eye, he rolled to the ground, erected the muzzle sight, flashed the left button to fire , instant mirror——

boom.More than half of Yu Ke's third-level head was knocked off, and most of his blood was lost.

Jian Jing took a breath: "One shot."

Yu Ke's voice rolled over his tongue: "Two shots."

He nodded on purpose.

The moment he saw Jian Jing rolling to the ground and firing, he fired ahead of time, without opening the shot, Jian Jing's young lady groaned, her blood volume bottomed out: "Teammate accidentally injured".

Yu Ke drove down from the mountain to help Jian Jing get up.

This time it was Jian Jing who drove up the hill.

……

Except for 666, the barrage could not read other words clearly.

Jian Jing felt the oppressive feeling of being dominated, no matter how carefully he tensed up, even shooting at the same time, he couldn't fight but couldn't beat.He was able to shoot Jian Jing's headshot with incomparable precision the moment Jian Jing showed his head.

Jian Jing pushed the keyboard: "Stop typing."

Yu Ke: "Tsk."

"..."

【tsk】

【tsk tsk】

[I can't beat the sniper, but I can't win the fight]

【Stop laughing at the anchor, if something happened to Jiang Lai, you will be held accountable by Ze Ren】

Jian Jing was not discouraged at first, but when he saw the bullet screen, he was about to be blown up: 【You guys are going too far, just let me not comfort me and still laugh at me?It's too much, you must post it on Moments. 】

Yu Ke asked with a smile: "Are you still beating? We are almost dying, and the poison circle has been wiped out."

Settings - exit the game - return to the lobby.

Jian Jing sneered at the barrage: [The world is not worth it. 】

【? ? ? ? 】

[It's not worth it in the world, but it's worth it! 】

[Are you angry from embarrassment because your skills are not as good as others? 】

Crack, turn off the live broadcast.

Yu Ke looked at him suspiciously, "Huh? No more live broadcasts? No more fights?"

Jian Jing rolled up his sleeves: "Fight! No more live broadcasts, keep fighting! Let's fight!"

If you are right, but of course you will fight.Fist certainly not right.

Then they fought side by side for several rounds. Jian Jing was distracted to watch Yu Ke's operations, which even made people dazzled. Of course Jian Jing was convinced, but on the other hand, he still had no idea.

In the end, I still hesitated and asked: "Ke Ke, it's been a long time, you... can still hit with your hand?"

Yu Ke looked at his right hand, moved his fingers slightly, and smiled: "This kind of entertainment doesn't matter much, and the confrontation is very low."

"..."

Oh.

indifferent.

The score of the double-row ladder is about 2200 points. This kind of score is enough for ordinary people to be independent. In Yu Ke's eyes, "the confrontation is very low".

When he was fighting, he didn't even bother to think and direct, and blindly watched the scenery throughout the whole process-because he would never be the one who was killed by the gun.

A tactical competitive game, just like this, has become a sightseeing game with absolute operational strength.

I also ate a few rounds of chicken, but I didn't take it very seriously.The enemy on the opposite side knew that they might be "thiefy"—no, and they wouldn't, I guess they would be elated and feel honored, after all, it was "wow, being beaten to death by Ke Ke is so happy", that's it.

085.

"It's time to take a shower."

Yu Ke said so.

He took off the earphones, stood up and watched Jian Jing's operation condescendingly for a while: "Shouldn't it be time to sleep?"

Jian Jing was obsessed with the game and forgot the time. Hearing what he said, he raised his head stiffly.

Take a bath and sleep.

Oh my god, I just want to kiss your ass hard with my boots!It's unbelievable that I'm going to stay with Coco for one night!Dear God, can you believe this?

Jian Jing glanced at the time on the display: 23:19.

Yu Ke said: "There are two bathrooms—but you don't seem to have pajamas? I'll look for the ones I haven't worn. If you don't mind, you can wear mine, okay?"

"Good, good."

The tension that was not exposed after playing the game for a day broke out again.

Jian Jing was at a loss as to how to move, as if he had been hit by the stiffness effect.Yu Ke raised his chin: "Come with me."

Yu Ke found an unopened white T-shirt and black pants from the closet and gave it to Jian Jing.Then he rummaged and searched, hesitating for a long time in the movement of his hands, and then straightened up, and it was hard to say and gave Jian Jing a piece...

Uh.

Unopened, underwear.The one with the four corners of pure cotton.

"...It's not disassembled, you, I, I don't know if it fits, you make do with it."

Yu Ke was half a head taller than Jian Jing, and when Jian Jing looked up, he saw that his face was still pale, and the tips of his ears were so red that they were bleeding.This is the first time he speaks period Ai Ai.

Jian Jing took over this hot potato, and couldn't make a sound for a while.

Yu Ke took him to the bathroom as if nothing had happened.

After fastening the door of the bathroom, Jian Jing's face turned red to the base of his neck. —Underwear? !

He didn't know that through a door, Yu Ke staggered as soon as he turned around, as dizzy as if he had been drunk.

The hot water continuously rushes down, bringing a warm and humid water vapor in the room, which can wash away the tiredness and sleepiness of the day.Jian Jing stood under the water, her black hair was wet by the water, her eyes were extraordinarily dark and bright under the warm beige light of the bathroom.

He was thinking, getting closer.

Hold your breath.

Getting closer and closer.

After taking a shower and drying off the water droplets on his body, he casually rubbed his hair, grabbed the T-shirt beside him and put it on.White T-shirt with a large loose neckline and black embroidery on the chest. The size of the T-shirt is slightly larger, the neckline is wide open, and the collarbone is completely exposed, and the self-portrait in the mirror is a bit sexy. ——When it collapsed, even half of the shoulder was looming.

Put on...well, panties.

When Jian Jing put it on, his brain was congested.Although I knew in my heart that Yu Ke said that if he didn't wear it, he must have never worn it, but - it was his if he didn't wear it.

After flushing his face with clean water for a while, Jian Jing finally woke up, put on his underpants, unscrewed the bathroom door, and walked to the living room.

There is a small warm lamp on the side of the living room.Yu Ke had already taken a shower, sat cross-legged on the sofa and wiped his hair with a towel, and there was a pink hair dryer beside him, the one with the picture of Peppa Pig.

The pajamas he was wearing were the same style as Jian Jing's, with white embroidery on a black background, and the neckline was so big that Jian Jing could even see his collarbone clearly.

Jian Jing's hair is still dripping.

Yu Ke raised his eyes to look at him, and spoke a little casually: "Ah Jing, come here and blow dry your hair."

The TV in the living room is playing a midnight movie, and the whispers are gentle and delicate; the warm light of the small desk lamp is still shining on the floor, extending along the direction of the light, the balcony curtains are half drawn, and are gently blown by the night wind; there is rustling outside. The drizzle, which didn't stop for a while, reminds people of "sad night rain hitting the banana window" or "dark wind blowing rain into the cold window"-but all of this is clearly not sad or cold, and the room is full of floating warmth.

Jian Jing paused and blinked his eyes.

His hair was still dripping water, and the strands of hair stuck to his forehead. The deep black and white complexion contrasted together, and his eyes looked innocent and clean.

Yu Ke and him looked at each other quietly.

086.

look at each other.

Looking at each other for a long time, Jian Jing couldn't bear Yu Ke's obvious and normal urging intention, walked over and sat next to him, picked up the hair dryer and slapped it twice: "I can do it myself."

Yu Ke frowned and looked at him with disapproval.

Jian Jing lowered her head and ran her hair casually with her hands.The warm wind blowing was not loud, and the sound of Yu Ke wiping his hair could be clearly heard beside him.

Jian Jing was thinking vaguely, it was really strange, every time he saw Yu Ke, he felt that his hair color was so dark that it was even bluish, but it was obviously pure black——

Is it a filter?

Yu Ke couldn't stand Jian Jing's way of blowing his hair, so he stopped him: "Give me a blow."

Inexplicably, he flicked off the switch and handed it back.

Yu Ke took it, switched to Gentle Stroke, raised his chin and called Jian Jing: "Sit down a bit."

Jian Jing moved over a little bit.

"Keep your head down."

Jian Jing nodded.

Yu Ke sighed, gently brushed his hair with his right hand, and started blowing slowly for him while holding the blower with his left hand.

His cheeks were soaked in the hot and humid steam, and Jian Jing felt his scalp go numb for a moment.

The scalp is gently touched by the gentle right hand of God, and the sensitive fingers seem to have magical powers. Every time Jian Jing reaches a place, Jian Jing's scalp will explode—even if there is hair on the back of the neck, it will completely explode like a cat.

It's just mind-boggling.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, and it seems not too long.Yu Ke turned off the blower, and took out another dry towel from the side: "Wipe it before going to sleep, okay?"

He looked at Jian Jing quietly with his cold and dark eyes, and only then did Jian Jing notice that she was already in his arms with her hair blowing.

Almost half hugged.When Jian Jing turned her face to pick up the towel, she even missed his breathing for a moment.

Jian Jing's heartbeat became very fast in an instant, grabbed the towel and rubbed it messily a few times, then quickly stood up to cover up his abnormality, walked quickly to the balcony window to blow the night breeze, and looked left and right.

Night Breeze took away his disturbed heart, but he was a little restless if he couldn't take it away.The cool wind blows across the face, and the fragrance of summer floats in the air.Everything is at its best time.

He didn't see Yu Ke behind him lowered his eyes and smiled slowly.

Jian Jing sleeps in the guest bedroom in the attic, while Yu Ke is downstairs.The attic has large bright floor-to-ceiling windows, and half of the roof has been transformed into glass. If the weather is fine, you can see a large amount of skylight.It's a pity that the night rain hits the banana window tonight, heartbroken for those who are sad, and those who are not sad also toss and turn in bed with insomnia and difficulty falling asleep, and it is even more difficult to appreciate the rustling cold rain.

A small lamp was turned on beside the bed, relying on this warm light, Jian Jing silently thought about everything that happened today.

Getting closer.Breathing staggered.

He felt a little bitter in his heart, and the taste of sugar mixed with sea salt slowly seeped out from the bottom of his heart. The salty sweetness made people feel distracted.

He simply sat up and read Weibo for a while.

@九哥Updated today: My idol is silly beep - my idol plays games with other idols, don’t show us!Hi, so angry!Just because I couldn't beat him, I became angry from embarrassment!Hi, real food!

The comments below are all hahaha and "real food! real food!" emoticons.

Jian Jing commented domineeringly and coldly: I can beat it.

Put...Put that King of Fighters K.O map on the post, and if you can win, you can win, hum.

The homepage of the trumpet has brought out the imagination of many double K girls.For some subtle reason, he has paid attention to the super topic of double K, and has been secretly watching the inexplicable Lalang of the double K girl, and he can even come up with many new ideas every time.

A new brain hole, just click to see.Refreshing fantasy, La Lang is free.

Not surprisingly, the Chaohua homepage was full of the sound of explosions like fireworks, and the double K girls expressed that they could move their positions so that everyone could explode together in harmony.The brain hole has also been developed to keep up with the times, and the R18 Xiao Huang Wen is lively and fragrant.

Jian Jing read the beginning of an article, twitched her brows, and closed them expressionlessly.

"His lips slowly ran over the tip of his nose and cheeks, staining with bright water..."

"'Very sweet', he propped himself up and stared at the person under him..."

This kind of thing!

No, I feel hot all over.

call.

go to bed.

"The lips...run over..."

Jian Jing had a dream all night.

A vivid dream——

Not to mention.