Chapter 214
The silent Xu Cheng said, "It seems to have been pulling."
"The little broken team is so self-aware"
"It's okay to just enter the PCL, the PDL team dare not speak out"
"I don't know if Han Duqiu will agree"
"Promise that next week's Silver Fox Cup results will be much better."
Seeing that the two had no opinion, Shen Chi sent an invitation to Han Duqiu for a trial training, walked back to his seat, pulled out the chair and sat down.
It was just that he felt the pain of grinding between his legs as soon as he sat down. He took a deep breath before sitting down slowly, regretting that he had to hold on to Yan Xuexiao's mat when he got out of the car.
Because of Ye Ning's precedent, Lan Heng noticed the strange behavior of the boy sitting down, and couldn't help asking, "Captain, are your legs okay?"
Shen Chi replied expressionlessly, "It's okay."
Even sitting in a chair still couldn't get rid of the pain, and even in the most private place, there was still a vague sense of resistance. The young man forced himself to divert his attention and turned on the computer to go to the live broadcast.
"Aren't you feeling well today, cub?"
"You don't look good"
"Daughter-in-law should take good care of the cubs"
He caught a glimpse of the word "care", and the glowing ears turned red, and the red quickly disappeared, sitting in front of the computer and focusing on training.
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Until he was taken home after training, Shen Chi still didn't receive a reply from Han Duqiu. He suppressed the pity in his heart and walked out of the elevator.
"There is a substitute in the team. I invited an anchor of Emperor Penguin and he has not returned to me. I don't know if he is willing to come."
Yan Xueyiao opened the door: "Do you want him to come?"
The young man nodded.
"That will be."
He thought it was comfort and didn't take it to heart, maybe he was walking too slowly, Yan Xueyiao turned on the light and asked gently, "Does it hurt?"
The boy shook his head hard, but the next second he was hugged on the sofa, and there was a blushing pain from the skin close to him.
The little dog who ate the bitter fruit by itself retracted its tail, which was eager to try on the edge of the forbidden fruit, and said calmly, "Not today."
The man hummed softly, and Shen Chi's hanging heart was relieved. Who knew that it was still cold behind him, and the coolness in the air could be clearly felt.
Just as he was about to break free, the cold ointment covered the bruised area, Yan Xuexiao applied anti-inflammatory medicine to him, slowly calming the pain under the action of the medicine.
"I didn't coax you."
Yan Xuexiao said lightly.
His face was dyed red, accompanied by shallow breathing, and the boy in his arms nodded weakly.
Lying on the sofa, he suddenly pricked up his ears and retorted: "Are love words considered coaxing? You said that I am in your heart, and scientifically speaking, it is impossible."
Yan Xueyiao listened quietly, just rubbing his red hair.
The boy who had applied the medicine cautiously went back to his room to sleep, but today's temperature was exceptionally low, he sat up from the quilt and pushed open Yan Xuexiao's door lightly.
The man's thick eyelashes covered a small shadow, and the closed phoenix eyes were long and narrow. He looked at this face and held his breath subconsciously.
The young man regained his senses and found a comfortable place to lie down in Yan Xuexiao's arms, the blood all over his body gradually warmed.
When he was content to go to sleep, he caught a glimpse of the ink-colored traces under the other party's nightgown.
His brother had never taken off his clothes in front of him, he dared to pull off his clothes gently, and the moment he pulled it off, he froze.
The tattoo was engraved on the heart, and the little dog with its teeth and claws covered the scars, and the dazzling complexion was even more shocking, as if it was immersed in flesh and blood to write—
You're in my heart.
Chapter 122
Shen Chi didn't expect that he was really in his heart, and even the love words were not half false. With shaking hands, he touched the scars covered by the tattoos, and it was hard to imagine how painful it would be at that time.
He doesn't like to cry, the gaffe for him is just reddened eyes, but real distress hits his heart, tears rolled down his chest with a slap, and a slender hand took him back into his arms, The sleepy voice was hoarse: "Why are you crying?"
"I didn't cry."
He finally knew why Yan Xuexiao didn't let him take off his clothes, and pursed his lips tightly and asked, "I saw the gunshot wound on your body, someone wants to kill you?"
"At that time, after the interview, someone was ambushed where I live." Yan Xueyiao described the suffering in a flat tone, "I'm lucky I didn't die, but unfortunately the philosophy book was burned."
He didn't even think about it, he knew how thrilling it was. He rubbed his heart in the man's arms, and asked the doubts lingering in his heart: "So you don't like philosophy?"
"Philosophy is pure."
Hearing this sentence, the young man's heart throbbed, and he stubbornly corrected: "You are also clean."
The man just lightly kissed his forehead.
Shen Chi didn't say a word. In his heart, Yan Xuexiao was the moon that was not stained with dust, and once illuminated the dead branches and stagnant water in the sky.
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The e-sports forum in the early morning was very active. Although Shen Chi only mentioned Han Duqiu in the live broadcast, he had already sworn on the forum that it was TTL and not Han Duqiu.
Because Han Duqiu is the anchor of Emperor Penguin, the old users of Emperor Penguin raised their eyebrows after PCLP, and their comments were full of a strong sense of superiority.
[Piranha] TTL is only an ordinary team in PCL. It is not certain whether they can keep their rank next year. SWL poached Han Duqiu and didn't leave. How could they go to TTL who have no money?
【Rockhopper Penguin】Why is SWL poaching people every day?
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Car Fish] After all, PCL is a famous talent transfer camp, no matter how the puppy team coerces Han Duqiu, he must persevere, and we can't lose the card of our emperor penguin.