"Are your shoulders sore?"
A small warm light yellow table lamp illuminates the bedroom, exuding a warm luster.
Su Tan watched Hayden walking towards him step by step, with a calm expression and calm steps, rolled up his cuff casually with one hand, and said to him softly, "Lie down."
Su Tan: Meow meow?
He was a little surprised, unable to turn the corner for a long time, and subconsciously rejected the request of his eldest cousin.
However, the other party obviously did not give him a chance to refuse.
A gentle and strong hand unquestionably pushed him down on the bed, and then in Su Tan's astonished mood, his slender and strong fingers kneaded his shoulders.
The moment the skin touched, Su Tan almost jumped up from the bed.
This feeling is really... too close.
The temperature of the thin clothes through the fingers almost caused a scorching heat on the skin. Pressing with moderate strength from the shoulders to the neck and then to the back, each stroke was ironed on his skin like a hot stove, and a tingling and itchy feeling arose spontaneously.
Su Tan's cheeks flushed instantly.
He coughed lightly, tried his best to look normal, and asked Hayden calmly, "Big cousin, what are you doing?"
Hayden moved slowly, slightly increased the strength on several important parts, pressed down hard, and suddenly found that the body under his hand was stiff for a moment, and then billowing heat came out through his clothes.
He raised the corners of his lips, let out a low laugh, and continued to press the muscles according to the steps calmly, helping Su Tan relax his body and get ready for the spelling competition.
Of course, regarding Su Tan's inquiry, he did not reveal his identity as a reader.
Hayden slightly hooked his lips, and there was a subtle smile in his calm voice. He replied calmly: "Recently I learned a new set of finger exercises, try it out on you."
Su Tan: ... my cousin's hobbies are really strange.
Immediately, he was a little dumbfounded, and just as he wanted to stand up, his back was firmly held down by a force.
Hayden said softly, "Don't move."
Gentle and strong fingers, cruising down from the shoulders, with a little bit of force just right, Su Tan couldn't help squinting his eyes comfortably.
He was enjoying it comfortably, when a chuckle suddenly sounded in his ear and asked.
"Like it?"
Su Tan nodded, and his eyes, which were as dark as ink, showed some comfort and admiration calmly.
"but-"
Hayden looked at him, and saw the young man raised his eyebrows with a smile, and said to him with a sideways smile.
"Touch me again—I'll eat you."
The boy's tone was clear, his voice was clear and clean, but there was indescribable seriousness in his smiling tone.
In an instant, it was as if a heavy fist had been stabbed straight into Hayden's heart, causing his emotions to surge suddenly, as if he slowly saw a sea of flowers in his heart.
Su Tan got up and got out of bed neatly, took his eldest cousin to the door, pinched his waist, and said with a smile: "Thank you for pinching your shoulders, I will love you later~"
Then, Hayden watched the smiling young man beckon to him, and closed the door.
Hayden who was invited to the corridor: "..."
He couldn't help shaking his head and laughing. He went upstairs and returned to the small attic at a comfortable pace. Hayden took out the portable optical computer, opened the small notebook on the record page, and wrote: "7.5, if you tease me again, I will eat you."
The above few lines impressively recorded every bit of Su Tan.
"Kiss, hug and hold high!"
"Then you can try the following, my skills are very good :-D."
"What do you want for dinner? I'll make it for you!"
…
His deep eyes followed the traces of the records, looking one by one, Hayden couldn't help but smile, he just felt relaxed and happy, and opened the Mango live broadcast platform contentedly, Su Tan's code word PK competition is about to start start.
In the live broadcast room, there were millions of people. Countless readers, writers and netizens of Fanxing's novel who had heard about the betting on the PK match all came to watch, almost crowding the live broadcast room.
And the "An Old Bird of Justice" live broadcast room next door is also busy. Although it is not as crowded as Su Tan's side, "Old Bird" likes to chat and stir up the atmosphere.
Before the official game started, he had already shown a side face in front of the camera, chatting lively with netizens. By the way, he discredited Su Tan and insisted that he was fighting in a group. He didn't know who would be sent today, and suggested that netizens compare the content of today's code words and the style of the novel, so as not to be fooled by liars.
His words were mixed with truth and falsehood, but the direct questioning obviously disturbed many people's cognition, and the chaotic rhythm gave many netizens who didn't know the truth a wrong impression, and fell to his side before the start of the game.
"Walking hormones: Where's the big braised pork? It's two minutes before eight o'clock, why doesn't he show up [urgent]?"
"Nothing: there is no one in front of the camera, don't be afraid, run away without fighting?"
"Little bones of the solar system: Don't guess upstairs, I guess there is something urgent to deal with, and I will be there in a while."
"Ga Beng crisp: Jie Jie Jie, there are 59 seconds left, if you don't come again, you will be considered as abstaining."
…
Su Tan came back after brewing a cup of hot tea, put it next to the computer desk, and made a light knock. Unexpectedly, so many bullet screens popped up in the live broadcast room that I had opened.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, very calmly, sitting in front of the computer calmly.
In the huge shot, there is only a computer desk, a computer, a chair, a glass of water, and a thin figure suddenly appeared. Clean, but it is indescribably comfortable.
The barrage in the live broadcast room became even more exciting in an instant.
"Little Whale: It's finally here~ Sahua, cheers!!"
"Wang Xingren who loves chili peppers: He is so young! Looking at the back, he looks like a young boy, so cute, what should I do? My aunt's heart is overflowing [shy]"
"Da Feijian: The old book fans are here to support you. Why do you only show your back? I really want to see the front!"
"Moran: I want to see the front +100000000"
…
Seeing the bullet screens floating in front of his eyes, Su Tan chuckled, curled his lips, entered the live broadcast room of "An Old Bird of Justice", and wrote calmly, "Here I am."
His words instantly made the barrage of lively chatting in the live broadcast room of the other party stop for a moment, which happened to make room for him to type.
Su Tan tapped his fingers, and wrote openly in the live broadcast room: "Tonight's goal: 30,000 words, whoever writes first wins."
He reiterated the goal of the competition and announced it to netizens who didn't know the previous situation.
Then, straight to the point, he asked "an old bird of justice", "Is there any doubt?"
Such a much-anticipated public announcement obviously put a lot of pressure on the "veteran".
With a relaxed mood, Su Tan noticed that the opponent's jaw tightened unconsciously during the live broadcast, and the masseter muscles on the side of his face tensed for a moment.
If in doubt, raise it now.
If you don't mention it now, then don't be unconvinced after the game starts.
The reason is very simple, Su Tan gave the other party enough time to think, and patiently waited for his reply.
He even had the leisure to take a sip of hot tea to moisten his throat. It wasn't until 20 seconds before eight o'clock that Su Tan smiled and continued to ask: "Have you considered it? If you haven't considered it, why don't we make an appointment at another time?"
As soon as these words were uttered, a huge storm was set off among the netizens watching the live broadcast room.
"Master Huan: Damn! What are you talking about! If it's a man, go for it, just one word, do it!"
"Little Lucky: The newcomer is confused... I think this condition is very fair. Why is this bird so hesitant? Is there anything else I don't know?"
"Sleeping the world: The little cutie upstairs, you laughed so hard! 'Big bird'? Hahahahahaha"
"The Goddess is the main attack: Let me summarize the previous situation-Niao Da is a cowardly and arrogant professional hacker, the appraisal is completed."
All kinds of bullet screens rushed in, all because of the momentary hesitation of "an old bird of justice".
Immediately, it was clearly visible to everyone, the "veteran" in the camera suddenly breathed a little faster, resisted all the pressure and passively responded, aggrieved and reluctantly agreed: "Okay, I have no doubts."
The corners of Su Tan's lips raised, seeing that the eight o'clock pointer would arrive soon, he said calmly, "Then start."
The smoke scars of local rich readers appeared at the right time, fueling the fire even more fiercely. "A reward of 100 million is offered, valid tonight."
As soon as he finished speaking, the "veteran" on the screen couldn't hide his excitement, and quickly typed on the keyboard, pressing the keyboard hard, and a long paragraph of words seemed to be free of money. Usually sprinkling out.
Although I haven't read the content of the code words carefully, just looking at this posture, it is menacing and fierce.
In an instant, the onlookers and netizens were taken aback.
Su Tan glanced at it, closed the web page without haste, and opened a blank computer file.
However, he was not as anxious as the "old bird". He glanced at the outline briefly, then raised his arm and placed it on the keyboard. The old keyboard has been so worn that the characters are almost invisible, but Su Tan can use it very smoothly.
He took a deep breath and calmly began to write the first word.
"After the Immortal Gate Grand Competition, Cheng Juan, who had just emerged, suddenly became a leader of the new generation, and was personally received by the head of the sect, who rewarded him with entering the Penglai Secret Realm to cultivate.
It was also on this day that he finally went down the mountain, and met a straight-faced, red-clothed boy in fresh clothes and angry horse.
…
"Brother," the young man smiled brightly, his eyes flickering, "Are you tired, let me help you squeeze your shoulders?" '"
Su Tan wrote it down in one breath, and devoted himself wholeheartedly into it. It wasn't until the end of the paragraph that he suddenly stopped that he realized that his fingers were sore and numb, tensed unconsciously, and his fingertips were as painful as needles.
Looking at the barrage frame shrunk in the corner, I found that it was full of distress.
"Mo Ran: Take a break, big brother, the number of words has far exceeded that of 'Old Bird', don't worry!"
"North Pole Meow: Hugging Da Da, it feels so hard~"
"Smoke Scar: I want to squeeze your shoulders."
Seeing this comment, Su Tan couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, thinking that he, a wealthy reader, and his big cousin share the same goals and interests, and they can open a chat group to exchange tips on finger and shoulder exercises.
He glanced at the number of words he coded. He had already reached 29999, only one word away from the goal of 30,000 words, and he was about to win.
However, "an old bird of justice" is still struggling at around 18,000, and the state of codewords is no longer as fast as it was at the beginning. Instead, every word written is struggling.
His fingers rested on the keyboard hesitantly for a long time, scratching his ears and cheeks like squeezing toothpaste, but he couldn't squeeze it out.
And the content of the novel on the screen can no longer be read seriously.
Among the comments of the "veteran bird", there was already a lot of complaints.
"Open a starship to sell sweet potatoes: What the hell are you writing?? It's full of nonsense, and the sentences don't make sense. Can you be sincere and stop being so perfunctory?"
"A piranha: ... from quantity to quality, it has been completely slapped. I don't know if the braised pork is a studio, but you must be a black five-point scum!"
"Gentleman Sauce: The writing next door is pretty good! Really, Bird, you should spend more time on your own writing, don't keep staring at other people's data and secretly making conspiracy theories, their writing is much better than yours gone."
…
Facts speak louder than words.
The one-night PK took more than five hours, and it was already past twelve o'clock in the morning, but the number of onlookers in Sutan's live broadcast room did not decrease but increased, and the support was enthusiastic.
He chuckled, took a sip of tea, thought about it, and simply opened another document.
On the blank document, a line of words was typed and displayed to everyone on the screen.
"thank you all.
The bird is very hard, let's wait for him :).
Now, I will send you a small bonus~"
As soon as the word "welfare" appeared, it immediately aroused heated discussions.
"Benefits!!!! What benefits [excitement]?"
Su Tan thought about it for a while, raised the corners of his lips, and said politely: "Thank you for your support all the time. Today, I will use the name of Yanba to write a short welfare article to benefit everyone. I hope you like it."
"Smoke Dad, can you :-D?"
In the barrage, the sky was completely blown up.
"The goddess is the main attack: Hahahaha, the author is going to do something big~"
"Colabao: Looking forward to (☆▽☆)!"
"Sleeve the world: @烟爸爸, come out and answer me?"
Hayden, who was watching the live broadcast in the small attic: "..."
Did I offend you for being cute
He shook his head and laughed.
Hayden pursed his lips, narrowed his deep eyes, and replied comfortably in the barrage.
"Smoke Scar: OK."
As soon as his words fell, readers and netizens had no time to cheer when another sentence followed.
"Smoke Scar: The other main character must be you."
He raised the corners of his lips, smiled brightly, and calmly left a message: "Let's do something together? :)"