On the sofa, Nan Qing was sitting cross-legged, locked in fierce combat with the enemy. A louder sound effect came from the tablet: the enemy was advancing relentlessly, teammates dying one after another. Nan Qing, controlling her hero, was defending the base alone, her body nearly numb.
Indeed, high-level enemies often appear as allies.
After a while, Nan Qing couldn't stand it anymore.
"Are you guys doing a bot lane siege? Or have you already converted to Buddhism and stopped killing?"
The support player, with a 0-11 score, said in a high-pitched, affected voice, "Mind your own business!"
The marksman, not to be outdone, turned on his microphone.
"What are you pretending for? It's just because I haven't leveled up yet. And the enemy's hero just happens to counter me."
"If you had given me the river crabs from the first few rounds, my economy would have been much better. What are you pretending for? If you're not convinced, let's have a one-on-one fight."
Nan Qing sneered, "Yes, yes, look how amazing you are, you've carried the entire enemy team."
A voice chimed in, "He's so annoying, honey, let's surrender."
A moment later, the archer who had been shouting for surrender unleashed all his power.
"If I give up, the other side will all come to catch me."
The surrender box instantly lit up in the upper right corner of the screen. Nan Qing poked it with a finger, controlling her hero to shoot down the cute little guy in the grass on the other side, and then went on a rampage.
When the game ended with a sound effect, Nan Qing cursed.
His performance on the screen was outstanding; he single-handedly carried the entire game, accounting for 61% of the team's damage output, and even earned praise from his opponents.
Nan Qing tossed the tablet onto the sofa and casually opened an iced cola.
With a hiss, the gases mingled, and the condensation on the bottle slid down their fingertips.
"Finished?"
Footsteps sounded behind her. Nan Qing subconsciously turned around, then quickly raised her eyebrows and smiled.
"Why are you dressed so formally so late at night?"
The man walking towards him was wearing dress pants and a black shirt. The crisp fabric accentuated his excellent physique, and his slender waist appeared narrow under the light. With each step, the smooth muscles of his legs were subtly revealed.
Even the old-fashioned Huo Yuzhou buttoned his black shirt all the way to the top, which, combined with his cool and sharp face, gave him a very ascetic feel.
The man opposite him strode towards him and finally stopped beside him.
Huo Yuzhou leaned down slightly, his shadow perfectly enveloping him.
Her black hair was half-wet, and her thin lips were crimson.
Nan Qing looked up at him, and suddenly remembered Huo Yuzhou, the princess-like woman he had met that night when he was courting death.
" Qingqing,"
Huo Yuzhou's voice, damp with moisture, was slightly hoarse. The tender sounds slid across his tongue, making Nan Qing's heart itch.
Huo Yuzhou leaned down, his long, narrow, dark eyes encompassing him, his magnetic voice exceptionally pleasant.
"Help."
Nan Qing's head buzzed, and her eyes subconsciously glanced down at his lower body.
No way?
Could that be what Huo Yuzhou meant?
Although his contract with the big boss didn't include this clause, they were all men, and putting themselves in each other's shoes, if Huo Yuzhou really wanted to, he could close his eyes and help him out.
But...
Nan Qing's head was spinning. She quickly averted her shifty gaze and asked him in a low voice,
How can I help?
Huo Yuzhou propped himself up on the sofa with one arm, almost completely trapping Nan Qing within his sphere of influence.
He had probably just taken a shower; his half-wet black hair exuded a fragrance, and the simple ebony and sandalwood scents enveloped him like silk threads.
The handsome young man, his face raised, resembled prey trapped in a cave by a wild beast, forced to lie prostrate in its territory, his voice trembling slightly.
Huo Yuzhou felt his Adam's apple sink and began to feel thirsty again.
My throat felt dry and tight, and it seemed to be screaming and growling, as if I wanted to swallow something.
He wasn't good at seduction, and the thought of what he was wearing under that stiff, somber black shirt made his heart race.
He was not afraid of losing face, nor was he afraid of failure.
But he was worried that his spoiled and willful young master would look at him with that scrutinizing gaze, then casually curse him, calling him a lewd slut.
The thought crossed his mind, and Huo Yuzhou tightened his grip on the sofa, making the crisscrossing blue veins on his arms even more prominent.
He heard his own voice ring out, slightly hoarse, but as calm and indifferent as ever.
Xingchen is currently pursuing a girl, but he's unsure how to win her heart and is afraid of upsetting her and causing her to ignore him forever.
The handsome boy trapped in his arms nodded.
Do you need my help coming up with ideas, honey?
Huo Yuzhou stared at those lips that opened and closed, his eyes dark and unfathomable.
"It's not exactly giving advice; he's already come up with several plans, but there's one he's not sure will work out, so he wants the two of us to help him check it out."
"Sure!"
Gu Xingchen is a nice person; they even signed him to be the spokesperson for YIVIYA.
Even if Huo Yuzhou said he didn't help, Nan Qing wasn't stupid.
He has no outstanding achievements, and his reputation is not good either. Why would the Gu Group family throw this pie down their throats and put it right around his neck?
So, whether it's morally or logically, he should help.
And it was just a small favor. Nan Qing raised her hand and gave an OK sign, her voice relaxed.
"Tell me how you can help."
"Hold on."
Huo Yuzhou picked up the remote control and pressed a few buttons. One by one, the bright lights in the room dimmed, and the bright white light turned into a warm yellow, gently enveloping the two of them.
Huo Yuzhou tossed the remote down, gave him a deep look, and placed his long, slender fingers on his first button.
Gently manipulate it.
Nan Qing was puzzled. She stared at the magnified handsome face for a while, then followed his movements to observe his actions.
Huo Yuzhou has really beautiful hands.
His hands were large and his fingers were long; like him, they possessed a certain sharpness and ferocity.
After he posted photos with his boyfriend, many people took screenshots from the live stream and tagged him, with comments full of suggestive remarks about Huo Yuzhou's fingers.
Nan Qing had finally managed to forget everything, but now that Huo Yuzhou was doing all this in front of him, all those words that should have been censored flashed through his mind.
Nan Qing's face was sallow.
But Huo Yuzhou had him cornered on the sofa, leaving him nowhere to hide. Besides, Huo Yuzhou hadn't done anything inappropriate other than being a little close to him, so he shouldn't have tried to hide.
One black button after another was unbuttoned, the man's Adam's apple bobbed, his damp collarbone reflected the light, and even the lines of his neck were taut.
The next instant, Nan Qing vaguely saw a glimmer of silver light.
Huo Yuzhou is wearing a necklace?
Before he could think, he saw Huo Yuzhou rip open his collar.
Nan Qing's pupils dilated, her mind went blank with the whistling sound, and her eyes stared wide-eyed.
He heard Huo Yuzhou's voice, seemingly coming from a very, very far place, extremely ethereal.
" Baby, do you think he'd like this even more if you wore it to him?"
Nan Qing's Adam's apple bobbed, and he stared intently at Huo Yuzhou—
Staring at the silver chest chain that rose and fell with Huo Yuzhou's breath, the swaying chain striking his firm waist and abdomen, the muscles that were faintly visible were sexy and powerful, exuding a hormonal allure, he was a seductive male demon, and he felt a heat in his nose.
The next instant, warm blood gushed from her nasal cavity.
Huo Yuzhou frantically grabbed some paper to stop him from sitting down, but then he saw Nan Qing, whom he had pinned down on the sofa, struggling to get up.
She placed one hand on his chest and squeezed it, while using the other to frantically give him thumbs up.
"Honey, it looks great!"
"Real!"