When Qiao Yan woke up, he fumbled for his phone in a daze.
It was nearly two o'clock in the afternoon, and he suddenly realized that he had slept for about four hours, his stomach was empty, and he was so thirsty that he just wanted to drink a few glasses of water.
Qiao Yan looked around and saw that the old mobile phone was fully charged, and the cup filled with water was placed in a place where it would not be knocked over, but Li Zhongchen had gone somewhere.
A minute later, Qiao Yan pushed open the door of the second bedroom.
Sure enough, he saw Li Zhongchen wearing earphones, facing the screen and concentrating. He heard that he was talking to his teammates: "This buddy put my face into a box, come and lick it."
"Baby, I woke up." Qiao Yan was half awake, his eyes were like pools of pools, "Are you hungry?"
Probably because it was an exciting occasion, Li Zhongchen just glanced over in a hurry: "Do you want to eat tomato beef noodles? I'll make it after I finish this."
Qiao Yan hummed: "Let's do it together, let's watch you play first."
"Okay." Li Zhongchen answered vaguely.
The air conditioner in the room is turned on neither high nor low, and the winter sunlight penetrates through the beige gauze curtain and reflects into the room, giving people a real feeling of warmth all over the body.
Qiao Yan approached slowly, sat down on the bean bag beanbag sofa, and smelled the mint smell of Japanese cigarettes at the tip of his nose, which was surprisingly faint.
Li Zhongchen put out the cigarette, while the assaulter in the game, Gouge, ziplined forward and led the way for his teammates. Such a high-risk occupation ahead of the charge, he is also considerate, caring about the person sitting next to him every few seconds.
What are "Thirsty", "Did I drink the water I poured", "If the heating in this room is not enough, baby, you can turn it up".
Qiao Yan, who was flipping through the old mobile phone from time to time, Wen laughed and said, "You can concentrate."
This comfortable relationship lasted about ten minutes.
Until Brother Gou confronted someone again and just shot him, Li Zhongchen used an Eva8 to directly spray a boxer to death. After the player died, he chose to watch and reminded him kindly.
[DIDINMD]: Echo
[DIDINMD]: Are you streaming live
"..." Li Zhongchen's heart skipped a beat, and he was made to doubt his life by these two pieces of news.
Only then did he press the button as if waking up from a dream, and quickly switched. The webpage of the live broadcast was indeed on the verge of going berserk and collapsing, but everything was thanks to him—
[? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ]
[? ? ? ? ? My grass? ? ? ? ]
[? ? EJ cohabitation.avi? ? ? ? I am dreaming? ? ? ]
[Damn it, I'm scared, who called Echo a baby? ? ? ? ]
[? ? ? ? It's our Qiao Bao, right? ? ? Is it so exciting? ]
[This is not a human set-up, this is true love, woo woo woo! ! ! ]
[What the hell is going on == I brought back a takeaway, why is the screen full of question marks]
"..." Fuck, probably because they are used to live broadcasting together on weekdays, Li Zhongchen didn't realize that he was at home today, so he didn't think carefully about what he said, and just finished the book and revealed the daily life of himself and Qiao Yan.
Fortunately, because the angle is leaning to one side, only his own face appears on the current live broadcast interface.
But it’s not complete. Qiao Yan’s face was successfully recorded during the live broadcast just now, and what’s more, the content of what he said has become ironclad evidence. Li Zhongchen’s brain is running at high speed, like a person who is at the cusp of a big storm. The more turbulent the heart is, the more the surface is. As stable as Mount Tai.
Li Zhongchen silently turned off the live broadcast, but Yao Tong's voice came from the earphones. His professionalism would never allow him to abandon his teammates, so he bit the bullet and continued to fight.
So when Qiao Yan looked up, he saw that Li Zhongchen's manipulation of Brother Gou was a bit stiff, and he crossed the hill and was busy running around.
Qiao Yan reminded: "There's a man holding a sniper on the upper left, keep an eye on it."
Li Zhongchen: "...um."
"Why does it seem like your hands are shaking a little?" Qiao Yan said again, "Are you nervous about being led by Brother A?"
Not only did Li Zhongchen's hands tremble a little, but his heart beat frighteningly too.
He didn't want to overreact to the current situation, but he couldn't find a good way, so he said in a flat tone: "Honey, I just forgot that the live broadcast was on."
Qiao Yan's fingertips froze on the phone screen: "Huh?"
"I was wrong," Li Zhongchen licked his lips, his Adam's apple moved slightly, "I said I was on the live broadcast just now, but I forgot and broadcast our conversation."
After confirming that there was nothing wrong with his ears, Qiao Yi spoke for a long time: "..."
Li Zhongchen said that the name was to appease Qiao Yan's emotions, and he babbled at least a hundred sentences of nonsense.
Until the one hundred and zeroth sentence, Qiao Yi put down the chopsticks in his hand, lowered his eyes, picked up the glass filled with thick fruit juice, took a sip, and then raised his bright and clear eyes.
Qiao Yan asked in the softest voice, "Are the noodles I made delicious?"
Li Zhongchen was stunned for a moment: "It's delicious, it tastes like Grandma Xunzai's."
Tomatoes and beef are bought from the convenience supermarket downstairs, no fresher than those in the vegetable market.
Li Zhongchen originally planned to make this noodle by himself, but because of the live broadcast, Qiao Yan was worried that he might cut it into his hands or burn it, so he took the initiative to do the job. Even ordinary ingredients, the taste can always be prepared exceeded expectations.
Others may not know it, but to be able to taste the same as the noodles made by Grandma Xiao Xun is the highest evaluation in Li Zhongchen's heart.
Qiao Yan smiled knowingly: "I'm still talented in cooking, and I only learned from grandma for a few days."
"That's for sure." Li Zhongchen's mood was infected and healed a little because he was so handsome and good-looking.
But even so, now that he can sit shoulder to shoulder with Qiao Yan at the dining table, he can eat noodles with peace of mind.
It all depends on the tacit understanding of the two of them to switch their mobile phones to airplane mode, for fear that someone calling, whether it is concern or guilt, may affect the appetite for this meal.
Li Zhongchen was holding the old iPhone 6 with one hand.
While scrolling through the dazzling array of content on Weibo, while the other hand was busy kneading noodles, he fell into deep thought and spoke very little.
Qiao Yan took a sip of the noodles and asked, "Is there a big fuss?"
Li Zhongchen couldn't explain it clearly either: "That's it, we found out that the decoration of our two bedrooms is a symmetrical design, and the AI restoration technology can still be used in this respect."
"What else did you say?" Qiao Yan sighed, "Don't let me read the remarks like my cheating or having an affair."
Li Zhongchen felt uncomfortable: "I didn't see it, Bao."
"Cheat me."
"..."
Qiao Yan also specially raised his eyebrows: "I'm old now. Apart from playing poorly in the game, my heart can't bear to be scolded and gossiping."
Li Zhongchen wanted to refute how old he was, he was obviously as beautiful as a flower, and he was eighteen years old.
But at this juncture, he couldn't show it. After all, Qiao Yan's worry was not unreasonable, even well-founded.
Maintaining the status of an engaged couple for two years, Qiao Yan, who has always declared Ni Naru as his fiancée in countless public occasions, is a certain non-single professional player in the eyes of the majority of netizens.
Although the voice is not high, Qiao Di's girlfriend fans are always full of jealousy when facing Ni Naru.
As for those who knocked on CP, they threatened that their old opponents were old lovers who fell in love and killed each other. Not all of them really regarded Qiao Yan and himself as a couple, but as a bond more than friendship, which is irreplaceable symbol of the times.
In short, if he is really held on to by someone with a heart, Qiao Yan can only be the one who suffers.
Li Zhongchen can more or less figure out the routine for this.
He was suddenly restless, thinking that now on the Internet, as long as he is labeled with cheating, scumbag, and domestic violence, he can be bullied to any extent.
Li Zhongchen got up abruptly, and moved the dining table and chairs back, making an astonishing piercing hissing sound.
Seeing his heroic eyebrows frowning slightly, the word irritability quietly climbed onto his face, he put down his old mobile phone, and was about to go to the bedroom, which made Qiao Yan pale with fright.
"Where are you going? There is still such a big bowl," Qiao Yan got up, "Is it full?"
After he finished speaking, he felt that what he said was shocking nonsense.
With Li Zhongchen's appetite, it's not a problem to eat two bowls, how could he be full.
Li Zhongchen sighed: "Old Wang is probably going crazy when he calls me now. If I have to wait a little longer, maybe he can solve it for me by himself. It is better to talk to Lao Wang first, so as not to make this matter worse."
"It's okay, if you make a big fuss, let's make a big fuss." But Qiao Yan held onto his arm, "The sky is falling, and your wife will help you."
"...Baby, do you see that what you are saying is for people to hear?" Li Zhongchen's legs were so frightened by these words, "Hey, let go, what if I get hurt later."
Qiao Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Are you afraid that others will scold me?"
Li Zhongchen nodded: "I'm not afraid of anything else, only this."
Seeing that his whole body seemed to be tense, like an arrow on the string, he had to shoot, but when he looked at him, those cold eyes were full of affection and patience as deep as the sea.
Qiao Yan suddenly made up his mind, he didn't want to bother anymore, and leaned forward.
Li Zhongchen was afraid that he would fall, so he consciously stretched out his hands to support his thin waist, the hands were a little heavier, even afraid of pinching Qiao Yan.
Qiao Yan panted and asked, "What are you afraid of?"
"I'm still afraid that you don't love me and think I'm not in good shape and I don't have abdominal muscles." Li Zhongchen almost counted with his fingers, "Do you still want to hear it?"
Qiao Yan was amused by him: "How many people are greedy for this figure? It's tough."
After all, Qiao Yan really put his hands into his home clothes, wanting to wipe oil on Li Zhongchen's firm abdominal muscles.
After tossing for less than two minutes, he successfully ordered the itching point on Li Zhongchen, and Qiao Yan pressed against Li Zhongchen's earlobe again, and said softly: "Okay, let it take its course, just tell Brother Wang not to rush to let the Publicity and Development Department send it out." Explain on Weibo, and Xiao Ni should contact me tonight."
Before Li Zhongchen could respond, Qiao Yan smiled and said, "Just listen to me, okay? No matter what the outside world says, we just need to play the game well."
Family environment and social environment are two major factors that make a person. The confident and calm Qiao Yan, coupled with this beautiful and attractive face, makes it difficult for Li Zhongchen to look away.
After being soothed, he seemed to have taken a reassuring pill. At that moment, Li Zhongchen couldn't say no: "Okay, I'll listen to you."