Although the two TZG assaulters have always been big-hearted, but after losing the game, the teammates also suffered from such a thing, and their mood will inevitably be affected. After a few casual conversations with Pei Ran, they continued to lie down silently.

Pei Ran was sitting on the sofa and playing with her mobile phone.

He is always not talkative, no one speaks, so he doesn't speak, sits and looks awkward, just find something to do.

Two TZG topics were hung on the hot search list, Pei Ran clicked in and watched for a while, and liked a few pertinent Weibo.

The phone vibrated suddenly.

[Lin Kang: Pei Ran, are you free? 】

[Pei Ran: What's wrong? 】

[Lin Kang: Show you a post, my girlfriend has to let me forward it to you...]

[Lin Kang: [Mancheng University-Breaking the news-Su Nian of the University of Manchuria Electronic Information, I have an appointment with my boyfriend every weekend, with pictures]]

[Lin Kang: She also asked me to bring something to say... "The scumbag got in a car accident today, and the young man will biss tomorrow. Don’t be sad for the dog boy."

[Pei Ran:...]

Pei Ran originally thought that "with pictures" meant chat records and the like.

Unexpectedly, it was a photo of Su Nian naked, only the lower body was blocked by the quilt, and a mosaic was randomly wiped across his eyes. At a glance, he could tell that it was Su Nian himself.

Seeing this photo, Pei Ran turned off with excitement.

When Yan Zhun came out of the replay room, Lin Xuhuan opened his eyes when he heard the sound, and raised his head stubbornly and asked again: "Brother, do you want to fight twice?"

"Don't fight." As soon as Yan Zhun's voice fell, the door opened on the second floor, and several people looked up in the same place.

Vigo walked out of the room holding the cup, and raised his eyebrows: "It all depends on what I am doing? Xiao Zhun, are you here?"

Vigo is the oldest in the team. He will be 25 soon. Only he and the coach will be called "Xiaozhun" in the team.

Yan Zhun said "Um": "Make coffee?"

"No, pour a glass of water." Vigo's tone was more relaxed than the others, he went downstairs to the pantry, "Are you free, have a few words?"

The two of them didn't talk much, just two sentences were just two sentences. Before Lin Xuhuan had time to gossip what they said, Yan Zhun came out of the pantry.

Lin Xuhuan asked, "Brother, really don't play? I'm tired of playing double and single rows."

"Don't play." Yan Zhun walked to Pei Ran and picked up his backpack with one hand, "We're on it."

TZG is a famous domestic team and a team that all youth trainees and newcomers want to join. Just the base of a PUBG partition is a five-story large villa. Computer accessories are filled with a warehouse, gym, movie room, billiard room and so on.

The strict room is next door to Lin Xuhuan. It is the same size and decoration as the team members, with independent guards, TVs and computers.

The window of the strict room was open, the curtain was stirred by the night wind, and the black hat he often wore was hung on the chair by him. The quilt was arranged randomly, and it didn't look too messy.

Obviously clean, and there is no other smell, but Pei Ran felt that the atmosphere was full of strict standards.

Yan Zhun put his backpack on the chair, turned his head and asked, "Will you go back tonight?"

Pei Ran opened his mouth and was stunned.

A few seconds later, he said: "I live...will it be inconvenient."

Yan Zhun said, "No, the bed is big."

Pei Ran: "..."

Yan Zhun glanced at the time: "It's late now, and I'm worried that I won't open the door for you when I go back."

Pei Ran felt like she was thinking too much. The strict expression is natural, like just staying with friends for the night.

So he nodded as naturally as possible: "...that's good."

The Sichuan restaurant where they ate for dinner, the clothes were stained with smell. Yan Zhun brought Pei Ran a piece of home clothes that he often wore. He bought it loosely and comfortably. When Pei Ran's body is a little wider, the collar hangs messily, exposing a large area of ​​skin, white in the light. Got to be eye-catching.

Yan Zhun didn't really think much when he left the person, but when Pei Ran came out of the bathroom wearing his clothes, all the good and bad thoughts came out.

Yan Zhun asked, "Will the clothes get bigger."

Pei Ran was standing on his side. He bent his elbows and was wiping the ends of his hair with a towel: "It's a bit, but it's very comfortable."

The sleeves of the T-shirt hang exaggeratedly, allowing you to see inside.

Yan Zhun glanced unintentionally, then got up quickly, grabbing a set of clothes casually: "I'm going to take a bath."

The bathroom was just used, it was full of heat, Yanzhun stood under the shower head and showered for a while with his eyes closed, then raised his hand to lower the water temperature.

When going out, Pei Ran lay on his side on the right side of the bed, eyes closed, not knowing when he fell asleep.

Yanzhun let out a long breath. Slowly stepped forward, and pulled a corner of the quilt to cover his stomach. There is heating in the room, and the temperature is not too low. The cover is hot.

Yanzhun takes a bath and washes her hair habitually, so the hair dryer can't be used now. The phone rang. It was a message from the coach saying that several physical therapists arranged by the team were already on the way, and asked if he wanted to lay his hands on him.

Yan Zhun replied "no need", opened the drawer and took out a box of unopened cigarettes, planning to go to the balcony to blow his hair with natural wind, and turn off the light in the room before going out.

When the night breeze blows, people become calmer.

Yan Zhun hadn't touched a cigarette for a long time, and he took a sip and stopped smoking. He leaned on the railing, staring down at the street lamp downstairs in a daze.

In the pantry, Vigo didn't actually say anything.

He said that he came into contact with e-sports at the age of fifteen. He used to play CS, but now he is playing PUBG. It is almost ten years after rounding. In the past ten years, I have been touted and abused. I have been in the trough and climbed the peak. I have no regrets and I am satisfied.

Then he asked Yanzhun, how about you?

Are you satisfied?

Yan Zhun took a sip until the smoke was about to burn to the end.

He ordered another one.

When Pei Ran opened his eyes, he happened to see the fire on the balcony.

He didn't know how he slept, maybe because he drew pictures last night and stayed up too late, and he had another day of class today, and he almost fell asleep in the living room.

Pei Ran regained consciousness, opened the quilt and got out of the bed.

He was barefoot and didn't make any sound until he opened the balcony door and Yan Zhun turned his head. When he saw him, he raised his eyebrows and wrung out the smoke.

Thinking that he was waking him up, he asked strictly, "Is the smell of smoke floating in?"

"No." Pei Ran said, "Why stand outside? Did I just...occupy the bed?"

Yan Zhun smiled: "No, I will come out to blow the hair."

Pei Ran glanced at his hair: "Did it blow with wet hair?"

"Well, blow a look." Yan Zhun put the ashtray farther away, "Go in first, it's cold outside."

"How about you."

"I will wait for the smell of smoke to dissipate."

Pei Ran really doesn't like the smell of smoke, and people who don't usually smoke are not willing to smoke secondhand smoke.

But I don't know if the brand of Strict Smoking is special. Pei Ran doesn't think it smells bad. The smell of smoke and the night breeze are mixed together, as if they have formed another flavor.

He walked out of the balcony and closed the door of the balcony.

Yan Zhun was stunned, and lowered his head to see his bare feet stepping on the dark balcony floor.

"Nor wear shoes?"

"It's too dark, I didn't find it." Pei Ran said.

Yan Zhun took off his slippers: "Step on."

Pei Ran stepped on obediently, and he suddenly remembered how Yanzhun had compared his shoe size before, and couldn't help but walked two steps forward, stretching out one foot to compare with him.

Putting the feet together, Pei Ran looked at it carefully for a while: "Your feet are not much bigger than mine."

As soon as Pei Ran got closer, Yan Zhun could smell his body, the smell of his own shower gel, which was covered with a blanket, making it richer.

Yan Zhun lowered his head and saw a large white collarbone.

Yan Zhun put aside his eyes and looked back again, Pei Ran was still studying the size of the soles of their feet. After repeated several times, Yan Zhun put his elbow on the railing, teasing him: "You seem to seduce me."

Pei Ran paused and looked up at him.

The exact outline was hidden in the darkness, and when he was not smiling, he appeared cold, and his eyes seemed to have a crescent moon.

Pei Ran just woke up, without the energy to think. They were so close again, and he was quiet for a while and said, "Can't it?"

Yan Zhun couldn't tell whether he asked this on purpose or really puzzled.

But this is not important.

"Pei Ran." After a long time, Yan Zhun called his name, his voice low and deep, "Let's come."

Pei Ran moved forward, they were almost sticking together.

Yan Zhun said like a coax, "Kiss me."

Pei Ran was thankful that the light was dim, and no one could see his red cheeks. He endured the heartbeat in his throat, gave a calm "um", then raised his head and touched the black kiss to the corner of Yan Zhun's mouth.

He smelled smoke, faintly, a little seductive.

Pei Ran fumbled for the position of his lips in the dark.

——Huh!

The ambiguity was cut through the ambiguity with a crisp sound of sliding the door.

The two were startled first, then separated after a few seconds, turning their heads to look at the sound source.

Every room in TZG has a balcony, the balcony is separated, only a short distance between them, you can talk to each other casually.

Lin Xuhuan was standing on the balcony next door. He was shirtless, tied a bath towel loosely around his waist, holding the red underwear hanging on the hanger in his hand, keeping the clothes hanging, staring at them dumbfounded.

Deeper and more revealing, his red underwear shivered in the cold wind.

No one spoke for a while, and no one made other movements.

Yan Zhun reacted first, he raised his hand and covered Pei Ran's eyes.

Lin Xuhuan: "?"

Seeing that he didn't move, Yan Zhun asked coolly: "Why, do you plan to hold it to dry?"

"..." Lin Xuhuan hung up his underwear tremblingly.

The hanging is finished, and people are still standing there. The two looked at each other for a while.

Yan Zhun asked: "Want to see the scenery?"

Lin Xuhuan finally got her voice back: "...no!"

Yan Zhun said, "Go in."

Lin Xuhuan: "Good brother."