Ah Pei didnât expect that Shen Chi could talk so much, and felt that the cold aura on Yan Xue Xiaoâs body disappeared. He secretly gave Shen Chi a thumbs up in his heart.
He was about to follow Yan Xue Xiao into the apartment, when the door â was closed with a bang, Ah Pei looked at the tightly closed door and was particularly puzzled. Is there anything else he canât see â?
Shen Chi did not notice the behavior of Yan Xue Xiao. He just turned and walked towards the living room. The next second he was grabbed by his wrist, and he was caught off guard to fall into a familiar embrace.
He froze all over. He found that Yan Xue Xiao liked to hug him very much after the reunion. He noticed that the man was not in the right mood, so Shen Chi hugged Yan Xue Xiao and patted him, but he was held tighter to the point that it was difficult to breathe.
After a long time, Yan Xue Xiao let him go. The man sat on the sofa and read a book. He didnât seem to have any plans to eat. He lay down and said, âAutumn is the best time to eat sweet and sour pork ribs. â
He was afraid that Yan Xue Xiao would not be interested. He turned the page in the gourmet section of the newspaper and commented: âThe taste is tender, and the ribs are wrapped in bright and sour and sweet and sour sauce, full of the warmth of early autumn.â
Yan Xue Xiao closed the book quietly.
âWhatâs wrong?â
He raised his head and asked.
âIâll make you sweet and sour pork ribs.â
The heart was pierced and the tip of his ear was red. Then he stood up from the sofa.
âI will help you.â
Yan Xue Xiao walked into the kitchen, and looked down at Shen Chi who was busy doing the dishes. Shen Chi, even if people around him began to fear him, the cub always wagged his tail to get close to him.
He hid under the dark, even if he just poked around now, he would slowly spread bait and completely circle in, so he would only belong to him.
*
Time is approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival unknowingly and the results of the TTL training competition remain stable at the rankings. The only difference is whether the performance is from the bottom or occasionally the third last one, which can inspire excitement in the live broadcast room.
âThird!â
âOne step closer to the championshipâ
âToo excited to cryâ
Ye Ning doesnât care much about the results of the training competition. The pressure of this weekâs training brought about a rapid improvement in tactical execution. It sounds simple but it is not easy. The whole team must completely trust the command.
At this point, the personal ability is not outstanding. Lan Heng does the best. He canât say that now TTL can be comparable to a strong teamâs execution ability, but the gap is gradually narrowing. There has been no group annihilation so far.
While sitting at the table for breakfast, Lan Heng touched his chin and said, âRecently, the team leader always stays away at night.â
On the table, everyone nodded silently. When he was about to speak, he suddenly opened his mouth, and the redhead youth walked into the living room. He hurriedly changed the subject: âOur team is on the weekly e-sports report, and the manuscript is still the last time. The commentary Liu Xiaodong wrote â âwe qualified in the preliminary round while the other teams did not make it.â
âThis newspaper is quite famous.â Ye Ning said, âUsually only the PCL team will be reported, and the new team will not be given attention.â
Shen Chi opened the refrigerator and took a bottle of milk. He cooked delicious food for his brother. He lived in Huating this week. He turned his head when he heard Lan Hengâs words.
Perceiving the new yearâs attention, Lan Heng read the weekly paper: âThe PDL teams are nervously conducting training games. One of the teams named TTL attracts the editorâs attention. What exactly is it like? Will the team continue to fight or lose? Through the live broadcast, the editors found that this team had a strange run-in. If it is weak or strong. It is entirely dependent on luck to enter the finals.â
Lan Heng was halfway through and couldnât read it anymore. The editor was writing the whole article. He was not optimistic about TTL. He looked at Shen Chi. Fortunately, he(Shen Chi) had a calm tone: âHe wrote about you.â
Lan Heng breathed a sigh of relief, but he hadnât let go. Since the captain was expressionless, he threw the e-sports weekly report into the trash can. He immediately understood that he was throwing the last half of the sentence at him.
Manager Chen went downstairs to distribute moon cake gift boxes: âToday is the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday base, do you have any arrangements?â
âGo back to eat moon cakes.â
Everyone spoke in unison, but Shen Chi did not speak. The Mid-Autumn Festival is a reunion festival, and his brother has to come back so no one can eat mooncakes together with him.
The people in the base packed up their things and left one after another. There was only one person in the huge house, Shen Chi. He thought about it and wanted to call Zhuang Zhouâs phone: âWould you like to come out for dinner at night? Call Shi Liang and the others.â
âThey all work part-time outside.â Zhuang Zhou replied, âThe salary is high during holidays, and it hurts not to make money.â
Hearing the last sentence, he looked at his bank card balance and felt that Zhuang Zhou had said it very well. He walked into the training room and sat on the computer to do a live broadcast.
âDo you still have to train during the Mid-Autumn Festival? The club ownerâs heart is too dark and the cubs canât return homeâ
âAs everyone knows, the capital is black and the heart is black.â
âHey, why canât I see other people?â
âThe training room is so quiet todayâ
The live broadcast room was silent for a while and reacted.
âDoes the cub doesnât have a place to go back to?â
âHug the cubâ
âI will spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with the cub!â
âPut dried fish to buy mooncakes for cubâ
Shen Chi put on his headphones and entered the game. He didnât think it would be a bleak thing to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival alone. Moon cakes were not delicious. It might not be possible to see the moon if it rained tonight. It would be better to play games to earn money.
With this in mind, he wanted to be in a single row. From day to night, the training room was completely dark, as if swallowing all the light.
At this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly, he connected, and Yan Xue Xiaoâs voice came from the phone: âHave you eaten yet?â
At this time, Yan Xue Xiao should be with other people. He didnât want Yan Xuexiao to eat uneasily. He held the mouse in his left hand and said, âI have eaten.â
âNo! the cub hasnât eaten yet!!â
âTake the cub to eat delicious food â
âI want someone to accompany the cubâ
Well, the phone hangs up, Shen Chi stares at the screen for a while and rejoins the game. He is satisfied to receive the phone call. He wonât let Yan Xue Xiao accompany him without knowing his circumstances, but he is just annoyed that he forgot to say a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.
Suddenly, he heard a sound downstairs â and he boldly went downstairs in the dark. The living room â lights were on. He didnât know when the coffee table was full of rich food, including soup pots and roasts. Pork bellyâ¦and his recent favorite sweet and sour pork ribs.
He blinked slowly, and subconsciously said: âI have already eaten.â
âI havenât eaten yet.â Yan Xue Xiao paused on the sofa and said, âCan you join me?â
Looking at Yan Xue Xiaoâs face under the moonlight, his heart was pounding. He never thought Yan Xue Xiao would appear at the base, and he was at a loss to even say anything.
He looked down on a table of dazzling food, his stomach screamed. He turned back into the room and took out Manager Chenâs mooncakes.
âI havenât eaten mooncakes today.â
He sat next to Yan Xue Xiao and opened a box of mooncakes tied with a ribbon. There were mooncakes of different flavors in the box. He handed Yan Xue Xiao a red bean paste and he also opened a red bean paste.
He ate the moon cake, the sweet bean paste was mixed with the burnt cake skin which tasted surprisingly good. His eyes bent beautifully into arcs and said to Yan Xue Xiao, âYou taste the bean paste, is it particularly sweet?â
As soon as he finished his speech, he held the mooncake and his hand was also held. Yan Xue Xiao lowered his head and gently bit the mooncake. He had eaten the mooncake and his lips licked his fingers intentionally or unintentionally. He couldnât help but hold his breath. He was licked and his skin shivered sensitively.
As if not aware of his actions, Yan Xue Xiao watched him and hummed softly,
âItâs sweet.â