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

"what do you want to drink?"

While Ye Qian was going to the bathroom, Ye Zhao seized every opportunity to get close to Pei Hong again, and while opening the pizza and potato lattice shrimp ball box he just bought and putting them on the table, he asked attentively.

Pei Hong looked up at the red wine displayed on a whole wine rack, hesitated for a moment, and finally shook her head: "I'm not thirsty."

"Why are you so reserved?" Ye Zhao said, stood up and walked to the back of the small bar, "My assistant just bought me a watermelon this afternoon, and I was supposed to draw it, but now I suddenly don't have any desire to create. , Squeeze the juice and drink it."

"Why?" Pei Hong asked casually, picked up a shrimp ball and stuffed it into her mouth, she didn't quite understand why the desire to create well was gone.

However, when the shrimp balls were almost finished chewing, Ye Zhao's answer was not heard.

Pei Hong raised her head to look at him, and saw that Ye Zhao was also looking at her, her eyes could not wait to be sewn into a line, and there was a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth, when she saw Pei Hong finally looked up at her , and then said unhurriedly: "I don't know either."

When Ye Zhao said these five words, his eyes frankly and unabashedly swept across Pei Hong's body slowly, like the soft and delicate fluff on the foxtail that has not yet bloomed in early spring, and finally stopped at Pei Hong's body. There was a slight twitch on the white and tender cheeks.

But Pei Hong's feeling is not so fresh. If I have to say, that is, if the eyes can rape people, then now Pei Hong feels that she has been violated dozens of times.

"Has anyone ever told you that your eyes are always lewd..."

Pei Hong forced herself to look at Ye Zhao, and then began to ask for advice very humbly.

Ye Zhao seemed to be very interested in this question, and his eyes lit up and his eyebrows raised were enough to illustrate this point.

"You'd better not mess around... Ye Qian is still here." Pei Hong became vigilant, and shrank back involuntarily.

"I didn't even move." Ye Zhao smiled helplessly, feeling that he was hurt by Pei Hong's vigilant actions.

yes...

Pei Hong also blinked as if waking up from a dream, but Ye Zhaoming didn't move.

But Pei Hong really felt that the alarm had started to ring in his ears for some reason.

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

"Pei Hong," in order not to make Pei Hong feel awkward, Ye Zhao didn't approach him again, but just called Pei Hong softly, "Has anyone ever told you that your eyes are beautiful?"

"No," Pei Hong replied indifferently, picked up a potato lattice and stuffed it into her mouth, "My mother always said that boys with big eyes and double eyelids are easy to play tricks on."

"Then do you think you're bothered?" Ye Zhao asked softly, tilting his head.

"Don't bother," Pei Hong shook her head, and began to speak for herself, "I've liked the hero Ahri since he first came out, and he has played more than 4000 games so far, and he is the hero with the highest proficiency, although I haven't brought her in a single game. on."

"Ahli... the nine-tailed demon fox?" Ye Zhao asked.

"En." Pei Hong nodded, although her mouth gave an affirmative answer, her eyes were full of doubts, "Aren't you not playing this game?"

"So, there are really not many heroes whose names I can remember, and the fox happens to be one." Ye Zhao showed a proud face, and slowly moved to Pei Hong's side, leaning down, "We have a good understanding... …Is not it?"

Pei Hong was startled for a moment.

The second half of Ye Zhao's sentence is the line of the hero Nine-Tailed Demon Fox Ahli. It is obviously a normal sentence, but now it feels like a mystery when it is put here, which makes Pei Hong feel a little bit tickled, so he subconsciously tilts his head. turned sideways.

Ye Zhao's light laughter echoed in his ears.

Just when Pei Hong felt that she was about to be raped by Ye Zhao's eyes for the thousand and one time, the savior Ye Qian finally came out from the bathroom.

"Hey, aren't you in a hurry, what are you still doing?" Ye Qian looked at Ye Zhao, and after speaking, he took a piece of paper from the table and wiped his wet hands, "Let me tell you that tomorrow the team will For training, Pei Hong can't wait for you."

"You are the only light bulb here, and you have the nerve to ask me what I am doing." Ye Zhao raised his neck, "I really don't know that I am in the way."

"All right, all right, then I'm leaving," Ye Qian waved his hands as if to admit defeat, "Just don't bully Pei Hong."

"Are you telling your own brother or the stinky bastard?" Ye Zhao folded his hands on his chest, frowning dissatisfied.

"It's all the same thing."

"Tsk."

"Hey Yeqian!"

Seeing that Ye Qian started to move towards the door while talking, Pei Hong suddenly became nervous, stood up from the sofa and took two steps towards Ye Qian: "Aren't you going to eat something before leaving?" ?”

"Ah, I just..."

"Hey, what to eat, I didn't buy your share at first, I want to go downstairs and buy it myself." Ye Zhao said while pushing his dear brother out of the door, making Ye Qian retaliate No chance.

But in fact, seeing this, the most desperate person was Pei Hong. He stood there for a few seconds in a daze: "Yes, why don't we start work, I won't eat anymore."

If Ye Zhao was still a little normal in front of Pei Hong, then it must be when he was painting. At this time, he seemed to be completely reborn, sitting in front of the drawing board with a blank expression There is no nonsense in it.

That's why Pei Hong had no choice but to make such a bad move in the face of hunger.

***********

After changing his clothes and putting on some makeup, Pei Hong sat back at the place Ye Zhao arranged for him to sit.

Ye Zhao was wearing a black apron, and changed into a dark-colored dress that he only wore when painting. There were some paint stains on it that couldn't be washed off, but it made the clothes a little bit unreasonable at first glance. out of beauty.

Pei Hong held an apple in her hand and put her hands behind her back. There was a huge floor-to-ceiling window behind her. From Ye Zhao's perspective, she could just see the full moon in M ​​City tonight.

It was pitch black outside, all the lights had been turned off, and the smell of pizza that had just eaten a few mouthfuls would come in from time to time, and there were only two people in the huge room, Pei Hong and Ye Zhao, and the sound of needles dropping.

Pei Hong suddenly felt a little strange. Although Ye Zhao didn't like to talk when he was drafting the manuscript last time, he would occasionally send a sentence or two, but this time, his mouth seemed to be sealed.

Although Pei Hong didn't like the way Ye Zhao talked to him, he was really not a person who could endure loneliness, especially after TSG got used to making noise, but if others really didn't say a word, he should He moved up in a low voice.

"Ye Zhao." Pei Hong spoke.

"Huh?" Ye Zhao responded in his nose.

"How many boyfriends have you dated?"

Ye Zhao couldn't help raising his head when asked this question, glanced at Pei Hong, and smiled: "Ye Qian told you."

"..."

After what Ye Zhao said, Pei Hong suddenly remembered that "Ye Zhao is gay", she seemed to have never verified it with Ye Zhao himself, but just chatted with Ye Qian for a few words, and now she suddenly said slipped out.

The embarrassment on his face was beyond words.

"Three," Ye Zhao didn't mean to blame, but raised his head to recall, and finally gave Pei Hong's result, "If you count the ambiguity...that's five."

This is a little less than imagined, Pei Hong thought.

Because in Pei Hong's subconscious mind, I always feel that these emotional artists should be in love ten times or eight times, so as to add a steady stream of creative passion to themselves, and provide a channel for their emotional emotions that have no place to vent... …

It appears that is not the case.

The premise is that Ye Zhao did not lie.

"What about you?" Ye Zhao followed Pei Hong's words and asked, then straightened up and stretched out his hand to Pei Hong, "Look down, don't look at me."

"Oh..." Pei Hong obeyed obediently.

"I want to see me so much, I'll let you see enough after finishing the painting," Ye Zhao laughed, but because he was in the working state, his tone was more ambiguous than when the two of them were alone in the living room just now. Much less.

This is enough to prove that he has not yet broken away from the state of creation.

Pei Hong also felt less awkward.

"I heard from Ye Qian that you are the hardest worker in your team, and you hardly think about other messy things except training," Ye Zhao said with a smile, "Have you never been in a relationship?"

"Talk."

"Yo," Ye Zhao was a little surprised, the paintbrush on the palette in his hand stopped, "Recently?"

"During high school." Pei Hong said, "I lost my clothes."

"Pull it yourself, and rest for a while after drawing this." Ye Zhao narrowed his eyes as he looked at Pei Hong's smooth and tender shoulders, collarbone and arms that were accidentally exposed due to the dropped clothes.

Pei Hong is very thin, but it's not the kind of morbid thinness, but the thinness that makes people look very light and comfortable.

Ye Zhao even felt that if the game of putting coins on the clavicle became popular again, Pei Hong would definitely be in the top few.

Not only can it hold gold coins, but it might be the same if you pour some water into it and put a tadpole in it.

"Break up now?"

"En." Pei Hong nodded.

"why?"

"Because I'm going to drop out of school and come here to work professionally, she thinks I have no future and will be eliminated by society sooner or later."

"Then it seems that this girl's vision is not far-sighted enough." Ye Zhao drew a few more strokes on the canvas, "Are you regretting it now?"

"No," Pei Hong said, "It's been a long time since I've been in touch... and I haven't been very good until now, maybe what she said was right."

"Nonsense, in my eyes you are excellent." Ye Zhao put down the palette in his hand, looked at Pei Hong, and spoke sincerely.

"Where is it outstanding..." Pei Hong knew that Ye Zhao was probably teasing him again, so her words were full of indifference.

"Excellent in playing games, good in life, and good in appearance, and if you want..." Ye Zhao narrowed his eyes, "Your boyfriend can also be good."

"You started again."

Pei Hong sighed.

***********

When Ye Qian arrived at the base, the door of Shen Youzhu's room was half-closed, and there was no movement for a long time after entering the door, both of them should have fallen asleep.

Ye Qian turned on the light in the living room and groped in cautiously. The dim desk lamp at the bedside was still on. Sure enough, Shen Xiaoke and Shen Youzhu were fast asleep, but Shen Xiaoke didn't hold his beloved. Uncle, but holding the gray bunny bunny.

Shen Youzhu was on the other side of the bed, most of the quilt had been taken away by his nephew, he closed his eyes and leaned sideways, relying on a light black pajamas covered with [-]:[-] hair to keep out the wind and cold.

Ye Qian felt like laughing a little after seeing this picture, picked up his phone to take a picture, and then looked at it.

Sure enough, Shen Youzhu is Shen Youzhu, it looks good when you take a random photo, there is no need for a second photo at all...

There is no need for filters, beautification and beauty pictures.

Ye Qian stood on the spot and admired Shen Youzhu's sleeping face for a while, then went out lightly, sat on the sofa and piled up all the gifts that fans gave him during the event today , took a photo.

Then he opened Weibo, put the gift and Shen Youzhu's photo on it, and attached a paragraph.

"Great harvest [rabbits] thank you for the gifts."

"It's all what I like [Bixin]