Chapter 222
When the old lady Shen was alive, she often said that Shen Chi was their family's treasure. At that time, she only thought that the old lady spoiled her grandson, but never thought that after Ji Shu came to Yancheng, the Shen family began to go downhill.
Hearing Mrs. Shen's words, Ji Shu secretly pinched his hand until it bleeds, and the bloodstains on his elbow were especially shocking. The amber eyes of the red-haired boy appeared in front of his eyes, and the suppressed inferiority complex in his heart emerged again, making it difficult to even breathe. .
It would be better if it wasn't late.
With this thought in mind, he finished eating the unbearable meal, walked out of the basement to Yan Da, there were no pedestrians on the road at night, and when he passed the Hua Ting, he caught a glimpse of a black famous car parked in the corner.
The long-established Huating is not a very expensive real estate in Yancheng, but the school district room closest to Yanda. Hearing that Lu Yingdi once lived here, he couldn't help but glance at the car.
Ji Shu was about to look away, when he caught a glimpse of a tall man under the shadow of a tall man pressing the boy against the dark body. The height of 1.9 meters tightly covered the boy's face. The boy had no room to retreat and could only let him kiss.
Even if he couldn't hear the sound, his face was flushed just looking at it. He quickened the pace of leaving, and when he walked to the side, Ji Shu's pupils suddenly dilated, as if he saw something unbelievable.
That boy is Shen Chi.
He was short of breath. He didn't expect that Shen Chi would be pressed and kissed by a man, and he had no power to fight back. He thought that the proud boy would beg for mercy and cry on the bed, and Zhang Yang's red hair was shaking wetly.
Ji Shu rolled his Adam's apple, and suddenly the inferiority complex disappeared. He usually pretended to be indifferent and arrogant, but he was not lying under the man.
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In the dark of the night, Shen Chi didn't realize Ji Shu's existence. He returned to Hua Ting and sat at the dining table to eat. The sweet and sour pork ribs were sweet and sour.
Yan Xueyiao looked at the young man in the chair and asked, "Does it still hurt?"
Shen Chi wanted to face denial: "It doesn't hurt."
The man narrowed his narrow eyes, as if thinking about something.
Shen Chi stood up from the chair and tiptoed to take the milk bottle at the top of the cabinet, but no matter how shaky his movements were, his pale waist was exposed under the thin clothes.
"I'll give you heat."
Yan Xueyiao hugged him from behind, her cold lips pressed against her ears, her slender and distinct hands slowly descended along her smooth back to her sensitive and deeply sunken waist, his legs almost softened.
The milk was warmed up in the microwave. It was a big bottle full of milk. It was very hot on the cold skin. He shrank and slid on the floor. Milk, getting up and trying to break free can be pressed down heavily.
The moment he pressed it, he felt a pain, his head was buzzing and numb, Yan Xueyiao kissed him comfortingly, he didn't know how much he was being fed, and even his flat stomach was stretched out of shape, and Yan Xueyiao's cold voice came from above his head. .
"Children drink milk to grow taller."
Chapter 127
Shen Chi's face was so red that he couldn't see it. He was hugged from the chair and walked up to the room. The bumpy ups and downs made his eyes dark, and he desperately wanted to sit up.
Fortunately, they arrived at the bed soon, Yan Xuexiao's kiss was gentle and long, and there was a low breathing sound in the room.
Even though he said he was a child, Yan Xuexiao didn't treat him like a child who had just grown up. The boy with a slightly bulging belly bit his hand to the death. Only when it came too suddenly would he let out a whimpering sound.
Yan Xueyiao looked at the boy who suffered silently, carefully cleaned the traces and applied the medicine, and gently stroked the wet red hair, as if she was treating a treasure.
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The next day at the TTL base, everyone was excited after winning the Silver Fox Cup, at least Lan Heng felt that way, but the boy's state was not very good, and his style of play became more and more fierce for some reason. He saw the sun jumping violently fear.
Shen Chi didn't know anything about Lan Heng's thoughts, so he slowly sat down on the chair with his narrow waist and turned on the live broadcast. After entering the PCL, he finally had the opportunity to participate in the T08 training match.
"MAR is here today"
"good guy"
"It is estimated that revenge is coming to the fans who were beaten"
Teenagers enter the game, although it is the top training match, but there is no pressure to avoid relegation in winter.
The TTL island map focuses on transferring around the practice circle, without joining the chaotic battle, the score ranking is not high, and the SWL score is far away in the first place.
"SWL is still strong"
"Can the PGI third runner-up fail?"
"It's not just qiáng, it's also getting younger, the three players are less than 20 years old"
Shen Chi was attentive when he saw the last sentence. There are more than one giant team, and SWL is the team with the most complete youth training system, which allows SWL to maintain a steady stream of talent advantages. The substitutes are also the main force of the team. fault.
Although he joked about the talent transfer camp of the league, it would be a terrible opponent to meet on the field. He improved his evaluation of SWL in his heart and continued to practice the transfer in the island map.
"The island map did not perform well today"
"I didn't feel comfortable at the beginning of training."
"So the desert map wants to grab P City?"
Shen Chi's voice was lazy: "Grab."
"Grab the fuck!"
"Why does the cub's voice sound like crying?"
"I can't imagine Chizai crying"
The boy's ears are red, and there is no jumping point
The other way is to fight with real swords and real guns, and beat the opponent to the point that they won't grab the jump point in the competition.