Little handsome guy, don't run away [e-sports]

After hearing Li Molin's words, Ming Mao's movements obviously paused.

The documents held in his hand almost slipped down.

Li Molin let go of Ming Mao, and stood there quietly watching Ming Mao's next reaction.

"What did you say?"

The indifference shown by Ming Mao felt like a posturing. After all, the questions he asked at the same time were enough to directly betray him, but at this time he couldn't care less.

"He said he missed me." Li Molin said.

"Ah."

"She said she just broke up with her boyfriend and wanted to come see me."

"Ah."

"He said he regretted rejecting me at the beginning and wanted to mend our relationship."

"Ah."

"Can't you have a different reaction?" Li Molin stood beside Ming Mao, watched him tidy up the desktop indifferently, and asked softly.

"What reaction do you want?" Ming Mao stopped his hands and looked up at Li Molin, "I'm not interested in anything between you two."

"Has anyone ever told you that your eyes turn to the left when you're lying?"

Li Molin didn't answer Mingmao's fault, the smile on his face became more and more obvious, and his body couldn't help but move closer to Mingmao's side, obviously vile.

"No."

Although Ming Mao answered fluently, it was not difficult to see from his expression that he was obviously guilty. He lowered his head and stopped letting Li Molin look into his eyes.

"Then I'll tell you now."

Li Molin was never willing to hide the joy in his heart in front of Ming Mao, just like this time, the more Ming Mao said he didn't care, the more he couldn't let it go in his heart.

Li Molin is not an expert in mind reading, but just knows Ming Mao better.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Ming Mao threw the documents he was sorting out on the desktop, raised his hand and pushed his glasses, with a sullen look in his eyes.

But this sullenness was not because of Li Molin's entanglement, nor was it because Li Molin's mind was pierced by Li Molin, but because of...

Ming Mao himself didn't dare to think about it any further.

"As I said before, you can go to whoever you want. Shang Yang, whom you have been thinking about day and night, has finally come to throw yourself in your arms, so you can go and find him! Now I am preparing for the summer season, and I am recommended for the playoffs." There is only one place in the competition, can you just show your hand and don't bother me anymore, thank you, I can't fucking believe this is what an employee said to his boss!"

"I like you cat, let's be together."

"..."

"It's so lonely alone."

Compared with the last time, Li Molin's words this time became more direct, and Ming Mao couldn't help but pretend to be stupid.

Perhaps Li Molin also wanted to guard against Ming Mao's move.

However, because of such a sudden sentence, Ming Mao felt his heart twitch obviously.

After all, he knew very clearly in his heart what Shang Yang meant to Li Molin.

But the expression on his face was not moved by it.

"Sorry, who did you say called you just now?" Ming Mao narrowed his eyes, reminding Li Molin Shangyang of the existence of this person.

"unimportant."

"Why is it not important?" Ming Mao looked at Li Molin's face.

"Cat, you are jealous."

"No."

"This is not an interrogative sentence." Li Molin posted a post in Ming Mao's direction again, leaning on Ming Mao's desk with his hands on the table.

As the distance got closer, Ming Mao felt more and more uncomfortable, and his brows furrowed deeper and deeper. It could be seen that Ming Mao was holding back something at this moment.

Enduring to no avail in the end, he opened his mouth.

"Boss, I call you boss now because I respect you, so don't push your nose." Mingmao said with a serious expression, "I don't care whether you are doing it to Shang Yang on purpose or want to show me As a substitute, no matter what, I advise you not to stop in time and do it yourself."

Li Molin listened to Ming Mao's words, and didn't interrupt Ming Mao not because he thought Ming Mao was right, but out of respect.

"I've said what I should say before. I have a bad temper. Let's go before I tear my face."

"I let Shang Yang go back."

Ming Mao, who was about to be ruthless to the end, was taken aback when he heard the order to chase away guests.

"Shang Yang went to my place in the morning, but I didn't see him."

"Cat, I just want to see you."

"I want to see you as soon as I open my eyes..."

Ming Mao was shocked that Li Molin would be so indifferent to Shang Yang one day. After all, Ming Mao had really seen Li Molin's pursuit of Shang Yang. Although it was several years ago, he still vividly remembered it until now.

Said that one day Shang Yang wanted to see Li Molin but was rejected by Li Molin himself, Ming Mao would not believe it even if he was beaten to death at the time.

"Then why do you still tell me about Shang Yang?" Ming Mao widened his eyes, wanting to get an answer from Li Molin.

"I don't want to hide anything from you..." Li Molin said softly, "Respecting you is also respecting myself."

Ming Mao, who was still hard-hearted a few minutes ago, suddenly softened without warning.

Maybe it was because of Li Molin's rare seriousness, or maybe it was because this sentence really touched Ming Mao a lot.Ming Mao couldn't believe it, it turned out that Li Molin really had a day to let go of Shang Yang.

"Cat, I know you have never been a casual person, and neither am I." Li Molin said slowly, gently supporting Mingmao's chin with his hands, looking into his eyes, "You went to my bed , I won't let you go easily..."

"Li..." Ming Mao pushed Li Molin as much as he wanted to refuse, but of course Li Molin was unmoved.

"You know what cat, when I see you frowning when you hear Shang Yang's name, I'm so happy..."

"This may be the happiest moment I've had these days..."

"Cat, do you care about me?"

"I beg you, tell me..."

Li Molin.

A person who has tens of millions of assets and easily stands at the top of the pyramid when he is just in his thirties.

Maybe someone often wonders what is going on in the heart of such a person who is almost infinitely close to perfection, and what kind of person can keep his gaze, even if it is only a few seconds.

Now finally have the answer.

When Li Molin's begging voice reached Ming Mao's ears, Ming Mao's already softened heart instantly turned into a puddle of water.

I wonder if Li Molin said the same thing when he pursued Shang Yang...

If so, then Shang Yang could refuse so resolutely.

It's also really awesome.

Ming Mao felt that if he wanted to reach this level, he might have to practice for a few more years.

"So you... really don't like Shang Yang...?"

"Cat, my energy is limited, and I can't spare time to share with others except you."

In fact, it's an afterthought now.

Just now when Li Molin accidentally saw such an obvious change in Li Molin's attitude towards Shen Youzhu after he entered the training room, Ming Mao should have thought that maybe Li Molin wanted to let go of Shang Yang's affairs.

"Actually, I have my own selfishness in telling you this matter."

"What selfishness?"

"I want to know if you really care about these things..." Li Molin lowered his head slightly when he said this, twitching like a blind and serious girl who racked her brains for love, "If you behave Indifference, I probably wouldn't be as stalking as I am now."

"No, you won't," Ming Mao shook his head resolutely when he heard this, "Even if I jumped from here just now, I can't stop you from stalking me."

"Cat, you're talking nonsense again," Li Molin said pamperingly, and then slowly pressed it to Mingmao's ear.

"That's just with you..."

Ming Mao's face turned red.

"Do you still have the ring?"

After admiring Ming Mao's shy face enough, Li Molin asked softly again.

"A ring with an offer price of [-] is found on the Internet... What else can I do if I don't keep it?" Hearing the sound, Mingmao directly opened the desk drawer and took the ring from a small box with a password. Come out and hand it to Li Molin, "Do you want to take it back?"

"No."

Li Molin shook his head, and took out another box from his pocket.

Because I didn't wear formal clothes today, the loose slacks didn't show the outline of the box at all, and it was well hidden.

On the box, the IDO logo is a bit dazzling, and Mingmao can see it at a glance.

"Although it might sound bad to say it...but I actually secretly measured your finger the last time you and I stayed overnight in a hotel."

"What do you mean?"

"Cat, you should know that I never give away rings."

"..."

"So cat... if you take this ring today."

"Maybe I can't escape for the rest of my life."

"Aren't you afraid that I won't accept it when you bought it?" Although his voice was trembling, Ming Mao still pretended to be calm.

"I'm afraid, I'm ashamed to say, I'm afraid of death," Li Molin said very frankly, "but you have to know, cat, if you miss this time, you may never find a diamond that matches you again..."

As he spoke, he slowly opened the delicate box in his hand, which was too delicate to be touched.

Ming Mao knew it in his heart.

Li Molin is not talking about diamonds here.

Clearly referring to myself...

**************

During the training in the afternoon, Shen Youzhu kept thinking about what happened to Li Molin today, why he suddenly treated him so well.

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't think about it until the end of the training. After returning to the dormitory, I simply didn't think about it.

"Are you afraid of being the starter in the next game?"

Ye Qian took two bottles of water from the freezer, handed one to Shen Youzhu, and then sat on the sofa.

Shen Youzhu smiled and nodded: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid to die."

"Afraid what to do?"

"Brother protects me." Shen Youzhu sat beside Ye Qian, leaning on Ye Qian's body, and said something tenderly.

"Brother fucked you?" Ye Qian was taken aback, "Huh?"

"Ye Qian, am I going to show you off..." Shen Youzhu sighed like an old man in his dying years, and a mysterious sense of crisis began to emerge in his heart.

"You're being humble," Ye Qian stretched out his hand and hugged Shen Youzhu's shoulders tightly, "Miss is the No. 1 coquette in my heart."

Shen Youzhu was amused by Ye Qian, but he didn't refute. After a while, he said again: "In the next game, don't be too stressed when you are laning."

When Shen Youzhu said this, his expression was very serious, it could be seen that he was seriously instructing Ye Qian.

After all...the opponent they will face next is SFG, which is different from any other team for Ye Qian.

This seemed more like a revenge than a game.

"There won't be any pressure..." Ye Qian sniffed, grabbed Shen Youzhu's hand with a smile, and interlocked his fingers, "Aren't you here?"

Shen Youzhu smiled, counting it as an answer to Ye Qian.

"Actually, I have been dreaming recently about the time when I played against you in the spring finals..." Ye Qian muttered softly, carefully stroking the scar on the back of Shen Youzhu's hand, and then suddenly raised his head to look at Shen Youzhu, " Hey, let me ask you, when the game ended [-]-[-] and came to shake our hands, what were you thinking?"

"I don't remember clearly," Shen Youzhu shook his head, after thinking for a while, he suddenly laughed out loud, "I'm probably thinking about what to have for dinner."

"reality."

"What about you?" Shen Youzhu seemed very interested in this topic, straightened up and looked at Ye Qian, expecting his answer.

"I saw you coming to shake hands with me at the time... I felt very angry in my heart, and I was very unwilling. I felt that if Wang Weichuan would give me an output position, the situation would definitely not be like this," Ye Qian recalled. This feeling of fresh memory made him eloquent at this moment, "There must be room for maneuver in the later stage."

"Perhaps." Shen Youzhu rubbed Ye Qian's head and nodded as a comfort.

"So from that day on I've been thinking... I must press you down and rub you on the ground a few times during the summer split, to rub off your spirit as the number one mid laner in the league." Ye Qian said, " I don’t accept your fancy gimmicks.”

Shen Youzhu laughed when he heard Ye Qian's words, and looked at Ye Qian with a puffy face fondly, only thinking it was cute.

"So looking at it now, I can only say that good luck tricks people..."

"Huh?" Shen Youzhu was taken aback, not understanding what Ye Qian meant.

"At that time, even if it made me want to break my head, I couldn't figure out that you pressed me on the ground and rubbed me several times..." Ye Qian rubbed his nose, "And it's not in the game yet..."