Does Love at First Sight Exist in E-Sports?

A team of Titans arrived at the hotel prepared for them by the organizers. Yao Sen and the manager said that they ran to Shao Han with their luggage. Manager Guo saw him walking fast and asked unclearly: "Who is Yao Sen with?"

Wang Yuxi: "He is a friend named Tian Li."

What is Tian Li's friend? Boyfriend chant.

Manager Guo nodded, there was no doubt that he was there.

The exhibition starts at 9 am the next day. The group will go to the venue to get familiar with the exhibition area. By the way, you can also look in advance at those game accessories and concept products that have not yet been released.

Wang Yuxi stared at an overclocking memory stick and put it into his accessory cloud harem. The master of his cloud harem is the graphics card he fell in love with last time.

Wang Yuxi rubbed his hands and smiled and approached Bai Yue: "Old Bai, you and my brother have a game. You see my birthday is two months away, and the memory stick will be on sale almost two months later. I think... "

Bai Yue interrupted coldly: "No, you don't want to."

"I think! I want very much!"

"But I don't want to."

"..."

The next day, the pillars of the Titans club went out to sit and pick up guests.

The scale of this e-sports exhibition is larger than before, and with the popularity of clubs such as Titans and Noah’s Ark, many fans who came to the exhibition and participated in the meeting were blocking the entrance of the venue so that they could not enter the queue. People circled the parking lot outside for several times, and it took hours to check the tickets.

The scene of the exhibition is one after another, and the game experience area is lively, but the most lively is the meeting area of ​​the fans of several clubs. The meeting area of ​​the two clubs of Titans and Noah's Ark was almost crowded, and the security guards were too busy to maintain order.

Throughout the morning, Yosen signed his hand and got a cramp. It should have been expected that the meeting ended at twelve o'clock. It was dragged to a point and there was a long queue.

Yao Sen saw that the fans came far away and waited for his signature, and many people brought gifts to him. How could he not disappoint fans who really liked him.

At one-and-a-half, the people who lined up finally came to an end, and Yosen had some stiff shoulders, and took over the next thing the fan handed him to sign.

It was a t-shirt with the Titans logo on it, which attracted a lot of fans who signed the t-shirt, but this t-shirt really surprised Yosen.

This t-shirt is a limited edition of the anniversary of their Titans club. There are hundreds of them in total, and the price is not cheap. The people who can buy this clothes are indeed true iron powder.

Yao Sen looked up at the person standing in front of him. The other person was a male fan in a hat. He looked about the same size as him, maybe a little smaller than him.

Yao Sen said with a smile: "It is not easy to buy this dress, what do you want me to write?"

The other party is not as excited as ordinary fans, simply answering: "The signature and ID are just fine, thank you."

This is the request of most fans. Yao Sen used a marker to write his name and ID on the t-shirt and handed it back.

The boy received his shirt and left without saying a word.

After signing the last fan, all the people were able to take a breath and eat. Yao Sen connected to Shao Han, and saw that his cuffs were all blackened by a marker, and it is estimated that he signed a lot of names.

Wang Yuxi and Bai Yue argued that there were more fans standing in front of him. Wang Yuxi said decisively that he had more fans. Bai Yue said that Wang Yuxi had more male fans and more female fans. One female fan should have two male fans.

Yao Sen: "Don't dispute, mine the most."

Wang Yuxi and Bai Yue: "..."

Everyone can have their own free time after lunch. The e-sports exhibition will last for three days. Tomorrow they will play a friendly match with their fans.

Wang Yuxi and Bai Yue are going to drink the net red milk tea in H city. Song Mingzhe and Zhou Ziyu want to go to the nearby e-sports city. Yao Sen and Shao Han went back to the hotel directly.

The two were about to take a nap and go out later in the afternoon to see what interesting places nearby. Before nap, Shao Han leaned on the bedside to buy things on Taobao, and Yao Sen sat next to him and watched.

Yao Sen found that Shao Han bought things online very quickly. He basically searched for his previous orders and placed orders directly, and he would not go to see new ones.

Yao Sen saw that Shao Han bought a peaked cap, also from the previous order, and asked, "Don't you look at the new one?"

"This is because I accidentally lost the previous one." Shao Han replied, "I still love the old one."

After hearing this, Yao Sen was silent for some reason. He stared at Shao Han. Suddenly his arm stretched out and took him into his arms. His chin rested on his shoulder, his eyes fixed on him.

"Are you in love with old ones?" Yao Sen said slowly, "Is this the same for feelings?"

Shao Han was shocked: "Emotionally... Where am I from the'old'?"

"Shen You." Yao Sen grabbed his hand and kissed his lips. "Isn't it?"

Shao Han was even more stunned, his eyes flashing, and he seemed surprised. He turned his head to look at Yao Sen, his eyes widened slightly: "How do you know about Shen You?"

"You should have dreamed that day." Yao Sen said, "Anyway, you tell me, I can't eat unclear vinegar, right?"

Shao Han's expression became a little embarrassed, he pouted slightly: "He is not my ex-boyfriend, we have nothing to do."

Shao Han spoke to Yao Sen about the previous incident. After hearing this, Yao Sen turned over and gave Shao Han a deep kiss. Straight out of breath for Shao Han, he was able to let go of him, thoughtfully: "So has he always been unrequited love?"

Shao Han stared at him slightly gasping, failing to understand the relationship between this conclusion and the sudden kiss of Yao Sen.

Shao Han: "... there is nothing unrequited, not unrequited. He doesn't think that way to me anymore."

Yao Sen recalled his scene against Shen You in the last friendly match. He felt that Shen You must have called him a neuropath in his heart. But Shen You is not wrong, who asked him to scare his Shao Xiaozuo before?

Shao Han's eyes accidentally fell on Yao Sen's right hand on his side. There were only a few light-colored scars on the original scalded area. Shao Han couldn't help but touch it gently with his fingertips.

Yao Sen: "Don't touch it, baby, it's a little itchy."

"How long will this scar disappear?"

"It will take at least a few months." Yao Sen smiled. "What's wrong? Do you think my hands are not good?"

Shao Han shook his head and whispered, "It hurts."

The slightly cool voice rushed into Yao Sen's heart but brought a zeal. His throat tightened, his slightly narrowed eyes narrowed, looking at the white side neck under Shao Han's clothes, gave birth to a light bite The urge to sip.

Yao Sen's urge to do something bad seemed to be discovered by Shao Han. He slipped out of Yao Sen's arms like a good man, rolled to the other side of the bed, and covered the quilt to say good afternoon.

Yao Sen couldn't. His boyfriend wanted to sleep under the quilt, could he not listen?

On the second day, the exhibition arranged a live fan game. Fans who won in the fan game can come to a friendly match with the professional players of the club.

What Ling Yaosen didn't expect was that he even saw a familiar face among the winning fans.

The boy who signed him with a t-shirt yesterday had the highest score in the fan game and deservedly served as the captain of the fan team in the friendly match.

However, after the friendly match ended, Yosen, who came down from the computer table, felt very puzzled.

He couldn't help but glance at his mysterious fan. The man made some small mistakes in the operation of many parts of the game just now. The layman may not see it. It was only because he was careless. How do you feel?

The other party seems to be intentional.

An amateur fan and a professional player should deliberately release water?

In addition, there was a strange feeling beyond the whole game that Yosen had. He felt uncomfortable and suffocated, but he could not describe exactly where he originated.

Seeing the other person approaching, Yao Sen put a smile on his face: "You played pretty well."

The other party is still the same as yesterday, "Thank you."

Yao Sen half-jokingly said: "What's your name? Don't you consider entering a professional club?"

The other party paused and replied: "Cheng Rui."

The person named Cheng Rui did not say whether he wanted to enter or did not want to enter. After receiving the prize of the fan contest, he left without saying a word. Yao Sen looked at his back, thoughtfully.

Wang Yuxi came over and saw Yaosen looking at others and patted him on the shoulder: "Look, brother Shao is over there. You dare to see other demon**, want to go back and kneel on the keyboard?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Yao Sen glanced back at him. "The man is kind of mean."

"What do you mean?"

Yao Sen was not sure whether the other party really put water or just his illusion. He said nothing and went to Shao Han.

At night, everyone ate a trip to Haidilao. Shao Han ate a little bit more at the head of the American frog fish at noon today, and the bottom of the pot in Shanghai Di Lao was not spicy enough. Shao Han didn’t have much appetite and only ate some vegetables.

After returning to the hotel, Yosen came out after taking a shower, and saw Shao Han put on his pajamas and sat quietly on the bed playing with his mobile phone. His ankles showed two ankles underneath, and the hotel was illuminated by warm yellow lights like honey.

Yao Sen stood in front of the bathroom door for a while, thinking about the possibility of hitting the floor tonight.

Shao Han raised his head and looked at him: "What are you doing standing there?"

Yao Sen walked over and sat down, struggling between "I want to hug you" and "Will I go to open a room and we sleep separately" and said, "Are you full tonight? Eat so little ."

"No appetite."

"You see that you are so thin, how can you do it without eating more." Yao Sen reached out and hugged his waist, and then touched his shoulder, and he did something less serious, but his expression was quite right, " There is no flesh on him."

Shao Han could only put down his mobile phone and was hugged by Yao Sen, half kneeling and half lying in his arms circled by his arms. He raised his head and stared at Yao Sen, knowing that Yao Sen was not well-intentioned, and answered with his eyes closed, "I'm not thin."

Yao Sen tightened his arms and circled the warm people in his arms. His hands moved to the round mounds of Shao Han's waist and legs. He slowly tightened his fingers and felt the two pieces of meat, laughing lowly: "Okay , There's still some meat here."

Yao Sen thought that Shao Han would break away from his arm with a glaring glance. As a result, Shao Han only shook his body and tensed slightly. He climbed his shoulder and said nothing, and his ears were quietly stained with red.

Yao Sen's eyes deepened a bit, and he lifted Shao Han's pajamas up with his right hand, and his left hand went down into the elastic band of his pajama pants, opening a shell like a clam, slowly turning his waist and hips around. The skin is exposed.

Shao Han's fingers holding his shoulders and arms became tighter and tighter, but he didn't push away Yao Sen from beginning to end.

"Shao Han," Yao Sen said slowly, "I will continue without pushing me away."

Shao Han didn't speak for a long time, only the ambiguous clothes rubbing in the room. Yao Sen waited quietly without touching his hand anymore. Although he said so in his mouth, he wouldn't really do it without Shao Han nodding.

After a while, Shao Han finally raised his head, and his cool voice fell on Yao Sen's ear, a little hoarse and vaguely tempting: "Go on."

There were two boxes of condoms in the hotel's bedside table. At this time, they were dismantled and thrown under the bed. It wasn't that he was going to run out of them one night, but there was really nothing to lubricate on hand. The lubricant was not enough. Sen Lin was afraid of Shao Han's pain and could only squeeze out the lubricant in the condom.

Shao Han lay on his back on the bed, with the pillow tightened in his hand, and moaning and panting intermittently came under the pillow. Yao Sen propped up with one hand and stretched into the quilt with one hand to expand for him. Shao Han was not very embarrassed to expose his body.

Yao Sen looked down at Shao Han and couldn't help laughing: "Don't be bored with your pillow."

That place was wiped by Yao Sen. I don't know how much lubricating fluid, and it was cold, wet and sticky. Shao Han opened his eyes covered with mist, his leg was shivered by **** in his body, and his skin was all pitiful pink.

Yao Sen's fingers gently entered and exited in the soft and humid channel, and occasionally the movement of spreading his fingers apart could get Shao Han to breathe lightly. Yao Sen's fingertips rubbed somewhere in the intestine, Shao Han's buttocks twitched, and a soft hum came out of his lips.

Yao Sen no longer touched that place, but just remembered that position strategically.

The long expansion almost softened Shao Han's spine, his hair was completely sweaty, and the private place was touched by Yao Sen from the inside to the outside, sticky and uncomfortable. He felt that his face was almost hot, and there was a strange feeling in his body burning like fire.

Shao Han bit his lip and whitened the knuckles holding the pillow.

Yao Sen finally withdrew his finger, patted Shao Han's thigh, and said in a mute voice: "Obey, take the pillow and quilt away."

Yao Sen took off the pillow quilt on Shao Han's body. Shao Han's arm was weak, and he looked up at him when he felt empty. Shao Han's body was slightly opened, and the warm pink in the flesh pink with the honey of the bedroom.

Shao Han's ears were red, and the black grape-like eyes that had just been washed out of the water showed panic and shame. He panicked and raised his legs, but Yao Sen leaned down and kissed him, after tasting his shrinking tongue. Kissing the side neck and arm all the way again, finally took Shao Han's hand.

Shao Han felt that Yao Sen had stuffed something in his hand. He opened his eyes and lay a thin condom in his palm.

Yao Sen sat on his knees with his knee against the bare thigh of Shao Han. His clothes were neat, but his upper body pajamas were a little messy, and his trousers were well worn. If he hadn't put up an exaggerated bulge between his hips, he could just turn around and go to Wang Yuxi's room.

And Shao Han was stripped away long ago, leaving only pajamas hanging on his elbows.

Yao Sen looked at him condescendingly, locked his eyes, and whispered, "Can you help me wear it?"

Shao Han bit his lips, his eyes flushed with shame and anger. But he had no other choice, and Yosen had a lot of bad water at this time. He propped him up with his elbows and pulled his waist down with his fingers.

This is not the first time Shao Han touched it, but it was the first time in the night when the lights were turned off last time. Shao Han dismissed his gaze pretendingly, and his head went up when he thought about something for a while, and his hand felt a little trembling, barely putting on a condom for him.

Yao Sen pulled off his coat with one hand and touched Shao Han's hot cheeks. His voice was dumb like a magnet. He heard Shao Han's ears buzzing with his brain: "You may be tired on the front. behind?"

Shao Han nodded chaotically, staring at him with Yao Sen only feeling that every part of his body was hot, it would be better to turn around and not look at him. Yao Sen turned Shao Han over, and his smooth and smooth waist and curled flexible buttocks made his throat smoke dry.

He held up Shao Han's hips, fingers could not help lingering on a pair of round hills. Shao Han hugged the pillow in his arms again, as if to relieve the tension in his heart. The pillow was quickly deformed by him.

Until he felt that the intimate and soft point of the mouth was pressed by Yosen with a sexual device, Shao Han's body tightened, and his eyes could not contain a layer of water vapor. His shoulders fluctuated slightly with his gasps, his legs shook gently, and his lips were tight.

Yao Sen leaned over and kissed Shao Han's back, and slowly entered. In order not to make Shao Han feel uncomfortable, he entered slowly. The soft muscles around the mouth were slowly stretched out by the shape of the sexual organ, and then swallowed in a little bit, like a thin film and tightly fit the sexual organ.

Shao Han let out a thin, suppressed whimper, and the sound of pain and passion mixed with the string in Yao Sen's mind. He comforted Shao Han's tense body, his hand soothed Shao Han's lower body, and then stopped when he entered a little, and waited until Shao Han's body shook less.

Finally, all went in, and Yoshin endured no movement, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Shao Han gasped, unable to form a sentence, his voice trembled: "...up..."

"Baby, I'm so uncomfortable..." Yao Sen exhaled helplessly, lowering his head to kiss Shao Han's ear, and whispered to calm down, "Relax, don't be afraid."

Yao Sen pulled himself out slightly, and with a little effort, he bumped into the position he remembered when he expanded. Yao Sen didn't touch here deliberately when he just expanded, just to let Shao Han enter the state quickly, and don't stretch so hard.

Shao Han's body shook violently, and the deep pleasure in the body suddenly hit him on the back like a whip, making him caught off guard. His body was largely softened by this one, a short, collapsing moan in his throat, his tail softened into bubbles, and he broke with a slap.

Shao Han gasped breathlessly, feeling that his brain was about to burn out. Yao Sen didn't give him much rest, and his powerful hands lifted his waist, and his sexual organs twitched so deeply.

There was no direct collision with Yao Sen in that place, but he turned around with disgust, and occasionally rubbing it would make Shao Han tremble and pant sensitively.

The slight and sticky water sounds in the bedroom made Shao Han's face flushed, his rear hips were bumped red by Yao Sen, and the **** device that had been raised in front was also held by Yao Sen in his hands. He wanted to open his mouth to slow down Yosen, but one mouth was moaned out, and he heard himself complacent.

Shao Han felt that Yao Sen went too deep, and his belly was tight. The previously comfortable place, Yosen, never touched again, at most twirling around, the pleasure hanging in his body, which caused his scalp to numb.

Shao Han panted intermittently, grabbing his hands randomly on the pillow sheets. Yao Sen squeezed his hand in backhand, feeling that Shao Han's body had been completely opened, and it was soft and unhindered in and out. Shao Han already wanted to release, but Wei Sen just didn't give him a happy heart.

Shao Han was bullied and his eyes were flushed. He shook and gripped Yosen’s fingers, and his voice was stained with a slight collapse cry: "... Yosen... Don't... dangle me... bump... where..."

Before Shao Han's voice fell, the **** device that swept through the body changed direction, straightly crushing the place where it had been neglected. Shao Han raised his neck, twisted his jaw around, and swallowed sobs into his throat with a kiss.

His throat knotted with sweat trembling and rolling, was released in Yao Sen's palm. Shao Han was lying on the bed panting, his wet hair wet, and it was attached to his flushed cheeks baked with pleasure.

Yao Sen took Shao Han's pillow in his arms, pulled himself out temporarily, and turned him over. Shao Han's legs lay on Yao Sen's side, and he shivered slightly. There was a puddle of water in his eyes, and he couldn't bear to let it out.

Yao Sen leaned over and kissed him, kissed his wet corner of the eye, pressed Shao Han's leg, and inserted it again. Shao Han could hardly resist in this posture, and his shameless heart turned him over to refuse to look at Yosen.

Yao Sen wiped his hair, which was also sweated, and brushed the broken hair on his forehead to his forehead. He gasped lightly and kissed Shao Han's slightly red knees with his head turned sideways. Shao Han's eyelashes flickered slightly, his eyes turned to him, and he saw that the muscle lines on Yao Sen's abdomen cast a shapely shadow along the light barrier.

Yao Sen leaned down and slammed against sensitive areas of Shao Han. Shao Han groaned slightly with his mouth open. The water droplets swayed in his red eyes, and his raised waist was soft and sour.

He was pressed by Yao Sen on the bed sheet, and the other hand was pinched by Yao Sen on his curved knee, and the expression tortured by pleasure had no place to hide.

"Baby..." Yao Sen lowered his head and kissed his earlobe. The deep voice caused Shao Han's sensitive side neck to glow red. "Shall we do twelve o'clock?"

Yao Sen's voice can be called gentle, but the movement of his lower body is merciless. Shao Han didn't know what time it was, but he knew he was almost out of breath and his throat hurt, "...not good...not good...you hurry up..."

Yao Sen was hit again, Shao Han's cry was dumb in his throat. His cool voice sounded very nice, with lust, like a crisp music box.

"You...why...so long..." Shao Han stared at him with red eyes, gasping as he asked, and Yao Sen's movements were still between his legs. This looks like Yao Sen's throat is tight, "Hurry... My throat is uncomfortable..."

Yao Sen felt that Shao Han might ask this question because he was a bit dizzy. Moan shot into the condom.

Shao Han gasped violently. He had his second orgasm, and his body was glowing with the redness of smoke, which was temporarily unable to come. He was turned over and embraced in the arms and gently patted his back.

After a while, Yao Sen sat up. He looked at the time and found that it was not yet twelve, and he felt a bit of regret in his heart. He asked in a low voice: "Shao Han, take another shower?"

Shao Han looked at him with red eyes, struggling to get up from Yao Sen's arms. His body was sticky and uncomfortable, and he stumbled towards the bathroom, with some body fluid and kiss marks on his long white legs, and his knees were still red.

Yao Sen touched his nose with some guilt: "I help you?"

Shao Han cleared his throat uncomfortably and replied: "No...you can buy me...cough... lozenges."

Yao Sen knew that he was right, and came up and kissed on Shao Han's cheek, slightly helpless: "Well, I'll buy it, you must be careful. Do you need anything else? Does it hurt? Do you want to buy medicine?"

Shao Han shook his head sadly and indignantly, and didn't want to say a word in his unlucky voice.

When Yao Sen bought the medicine, Shao Han had re-bathed and fell asleep in bed. He curled his legs under the quilt, his breathing long and steady.

Yao Sen gently put down the medicine, went to the bathroom to take a shower, lay down on the bed, and wrapped Shao Han wrapped in a roll. Shao Han moved a little, and found a comfortable position in Yao Sen's arms again, and opened his eyebrows again.