Chapter 61
"Holy shit, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha." Le Anyi hugged Jiang Lin, looking at Ling Yin being pressed into the corner and beaten with a gloating look on his face.
Jiang Lin shook his head slightly: "Ah~ Is Xiao Yinyin going to reveal her true face?"
"It's over." Le Anyi grinned, his tone not hinting at the end. He said excitedly, "Will Xingxing become disenchanted with Ling Yin after a while and stop loving him?"
Jiang Lin sighed softly, "I hope they can still be good teammates after they break up."
Qu Xing cornered Ling Yin, his figure obscuring the view from behind. From behind, it looked as if he was about to hit Ling Yin, but Ling Yin was holding his hand to stop him. In reality, Ling Yin's grip was loose, and if Qu Xing really wanted to hit him, he wouldn't have stopped him. But Qu Xing's fingertips poked him gently, neither hard nor soft, and in a voice only the two of them could hear, he said, "Another one?"
Ling Yin raised his eyes and said sincerely: "I was wrong."
Qu Xing looked at him quietly for two seconds.
This beautiful woman was 1.88 meters tall, and usually looked at people with her eyes downcast, with much of the expression in her pupils obscured by her half-closed eyelids. When she raised her eyes, her eyes were clearly visible, with the corners of her eyes slightly raised. She looked so sincere, and there was still a lingering nonchalance in her eyes. If anyone else saw her, they would probably want to punch her.
Qu Xing was so fascinated by him that he had no temper. He raised his lips and smiled, then slapped him lightly on the body: "Be good, say it again and let me hear it."
Ling Yin: “…” So he wasn’t angry at all, he just wanted to listen.
He raised his head and looked at Qu Xing for a long moment, his eyes moving slightly, his lips moving slightly, and under Qu Xing's smiling gaze he said, "I can't say it."
"Ouch." Qu Xing grabbed him and said, "Give me a shout, I didn't hear you clearly."
Ling Yin squeezed his hands and said with a smile, "Who is the elder brother?"
Qu Xing tried to break free, but the man was so strong that he couldn't get away. He raised his knee and bumped him, then leaned closer and said, "Brother, what did you just say? Let me hear it again."
Ling Yin: “Heh.”
“…”
Qu Xing raised the corner of his mouth and wondered, "That's weird. Why does your sigh sound so nice?"
Ling Yin couldn't help laughing.
"It's really weird." Qu Xing lowered his head and said, "I feel itchy when you do anything."
Ling Yin smiled and raised his head, touching his heart: "Be careful, I don't want to make you faint."
“…”
Qu Xing slapped his hand away and said, "Then you should stop being a hooligan."
Their voices were so low that Le Anyi didn't hear a word. He stood not far away and explained, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, Ling Yin still wanted to touch me. Now he knows he's wrong? Look, he got beaten."
Seeing the interview with He Weichen ended on the screen, Zhou Sidao said, "Let's go."
He looked at the two people arguing in the corner and said, "If others see them, they'll think something's wrong with them. Stop fighting... The team leader and the others, please help put their bags in the car. The fans are waiting outside."
Qu Xing pulled Ling Yin up and was about to slap him on the butt when Ling Yin quickly caught him. He grabbed Qu Xing's hands and walked out, "If you slap me again, I'll retaliate."
Qu Xing didn't listen and tried to pull himself out. After twisting for a long time without any result, he suddenly let out a soft "ah".
Ling Yin quickly let go of his hand and was about to see if he had been pinched red, when Qu Xing's nimble claws slapped back quickly and then flashed to Le Anyi's side.
Ling Yin: “…”
Le Anyi laughed: "Why do you like spanking the team leader so much?"
"It feels so good." Qu Xing calmly walked out beside him, "I can't help it."
Qu Xing glanced at Ling Yin as he spoke, seeing him looking down as if texting someone. The next second, his phone vibrated. He pulled it out and saw an animated GIF of a white bear in a thong, its back turned to face the camera, its butt twitching.
Qu Xing: “Puff.”
Le Anyi: “What’s wrong?”
"Nothing!" In order to protect Ling Yin's image in front of everyone, Qu Xing turned off the screen, hugged Le Anyi's chubby arms, and giggled.
After laughing all the way, the fans were waiting outside. Qu Xing left Le Anyi and happily trotted to one of the fans who called him.
The fan said: "Daisy, why don't you broadcast live!"
"I'm live streaming?" Qu Xing paused while signing, looking so confused that it seemed like he had never thought of such a thing.
He stood there for two seconds, vaguely remembering that the Fourth Master seemed to have mentioned this matter, and he refused it casually.
Qu Xing: "That..."
Before she could finish her words, another fan shouted, "Daisy, can you please stop being so close to Easy? Fengshen will get jealous if you do that!"
This group of people suddenly laughed.
Qu Xing also smiled. He turned around and said quickly, "I'll broadcast it later if I have the chance."
He signed along the way and suddenly stopped somewhere.
This person had an unusually perceptive eye. With just one glance, he'd already memorized the person who'd yelled, "The Wind God is jealous!" He accurately caught her gaze and said, "Are you here to watch the game or to supervise our relationship?"
"Supervise our romance," he said with a serious tone. Outsiders didn't know he and Ling Yin were actually dating, but they just thought the two were so into the hype that it had reached the point where the real couple had officially acknowledged it. This immediately caused a small stir.
The main character was playing along, so the fan didn't care and blurted out, "Look at you two dating."
The fan: "Watch the game by the way."
Qu Xing lowered his head, signed, and handed it over, saying leisurely, "I'll remember this. I'll go back and try to appease the Wind God."
Another fan said: "Daisy can you please post a tweet, you internet corpse!"
Everyone echoed: "That's right, did you forget your Weibo password?"
Qu Xing: “…”
He looked at them with bright eyes, forced out an embarrassed smile, and slowly reached out to touch his phone under the gaze of his fans.
These fans, feeling that they were the ones who were wronged by his gaze, immediately changed their tune: "It's okay, it's okay. If you don't want to post, don't post. We'll just watch you play."
Qu Xing didn't say anything, but lowered his head and quickly posted a Weibo.
DL—Dazzling: I love the Wind God
Then he showed it to them and said, "Okay, now he's posting on Weibo and coaxing Fengshen again."
"It flashed too fast and I couldn't see clearly."
Qu Xing smiled, raised an eyebrow, and buried his head in signing.
After signing everything and taking two steps outside, the fan kept shouting, "You two must play the mic well! Play well in the game!!!"
Ling Yin's ID was relatively short, so he had signed in early and was waiting there. Upon hearing this, without waiting for Qu Xing to react, he hooked his arm around her and pulled her into his arms, then made an OK sign on Qu Xing's behalf. This caused a burst of exclamations.
“Aa ...
I am about to finish this short distance.
A fan suddenly shouted: "Can we win the Spring Split championship?!"
Le Anyi stopped, patted his chest and shouted back: "That's awesome!!!"
“Come on, easy!!!”
Le Anyi: “Okay!”
Perhaps because of their last loss to UNG, these fans were worried that DL's form would decline and they'd struggle. They were nervous for a long time, and now that they saw DL's form improve, they were a little excited. With only a short time left until the finals, they were all shouting.
"Come on Blaze!"
"Come on, Wind God!"
"Come on, Daisy! Come on, xixi!!!!!"
"Zhao Hui, work on your BP!!!"
“…”
"Fourth Master, give them something good to eat!"
Zhou Si laughed and shouted, "Isn't the food I gave them good enough?" Then he looked at his five teammates with dismay, "All the fat has grown on Easy!"
Le Anyi: “Hey!!!”
As the group was about to get on the bus, fans shouted, "DL we love you!!!"
Qu Xing rolled down the car window and shouted with a smile, "I love you guys too!!"
The car slid out with a scream.
Qu Xing happily raised the car window and heard Le Anyi sigh, "The finals are coming up so soon."
He blinked slightly, tilted his body, and leaned quietly towards Ling Yin.
A hand rose. Ling Yin held the phone and showed him the Weibo post he had just sent: "Are you going to announce your relationship?"
Qu Xing glanced at it and laughed: "Let's take it as it is."
Ling Yin took back the phone and suddenly said, "Call me husband."
"?" Qu Xing raised his eyes to look at him: "There are so many people here, and you're already acting crazy?"
Ling Yin smiled, raised an eyebrow, and said insincerely: "I said I was reading the comments, do you believe me?"
Qu Xing stretched his head to take a look. Sure enough, the top comment was "Call me husband."
Qu Xing: "Oh~ You're reading the comments, you're definitely not trying to read them out when I'm not paying attention and then wait for me to fall into your trap."
Ling Yin looked at him with narrowed eyes, not at all embarrassed by having his secret thoughts exposed. He leaned in and whispered, "Then will you scream?"
Qu Xing stepped back and gave a sly smile, "Let's talk later."
It looked like he had no intention of calling out.
"Okay." Ling Yin leaned back quietly, not obsessed with this.
When they went back to review the situation, Qu Xing clicked on the emoji Ling Yin had sent him and put it under the table, occasionally sneaking a peek. His lips curled up, and while he was doing so, he would reach out and touch Ling Yin's leg. He had no idea what was going on in his head, and Ling Yin was amused.
After two hours of review, Qu Xing went back to his room to take a shower and change clothes, then turned around and rushed into Ling Yin's room.
He pushed Ling Yin onto the sofa, opened the emoticon package that was totally incompatible with his image, and placed it in front of him.
In fact, he had wanted to ask for a long time, but there were a lot of people around at that time, and he thought it would be better to maintain Ling Yin's image in public - mainly because he didn't want others to see it.
"Tell me." Qu Xing rubbed the white bear's butt with his thumb and asked, "Why do you have this kind of emoticon? Who have you sent it to before?"
Ling Yin sat upright, cooperating perfectly, pretending to be a prisoner being interrogated. He glanced at the emoticon and said honestly, "I haven't sent it to anyone. My dad sent it to my mom a while ago."
"Pfft." The interrogator couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed, "Your father sent it to your mother, how could you have seen it?"
Ling Yin said seriously: "He posted it in the group of three of us."
Qu Xing looked at him and imagined this scene - parents were talking about love in the group, and their son was saving their emoticons next to them. How cute!
"Tsk tsk tsk~" Qu Xing raised the emoticon package and compared it with Ling Yin.
Although Ling Yin's posture was casual, she exuded an inherent elegance that didn't seem to match the wiggling emojis. Although it was just an ordinary emoji, Qu Xing found it novel and adorable. This little bit of personality that he inadvertently revealed made him unable to let go, as if he had glimpsed the tip of a treasure trove.
When he first heard about her from the public, the narrative about her was her fierce, cold, yet exquisite playing style. This image stuck with him for over two years. It wasn't until he signed with the DL that he put aside the competition for the first time and truly looked at the person before him. He saw her as a quiet beauty with a gentle smile. Of course, within a few days of spending time together, her image in his mind had transformed into a succubus.
The longer I spend with him, the more amazing I find him to be. He seems so dignified and elegant, but in fact, apart from training, he doesn't have many constraints on himself. His handsome appearance hides a free and easy soul.
He can be casual about many things, saying things that are completely inconsistent with his image, and he will do whatever he wants, allowing his image in others to collapse endlessly. Now I still send him this kind of mean little emoticon package.
This is Ling Yin.
This is Lingyin!!!
Qu Xing is dying of love.
He held the man down and threatened him, "Tell me, how many other things do you have that I don't know about?"
Ling Yin smiled at him: "Stripped naked."
Qu Xing: “…”
Ling Yin spread his hands elegantly, posing as if ready to be slaughtered. He looked at him with a smile, raised his eyebrows and said, "Come on."
Qu Xing didn't think about it. He put his hand on the hem of his clothes, lifted it up a little, and then quickly retracted his hand: "Don't be like this, brother. I didn't lock the door when I came in."
Ling Yin smiled faintly, stood up and locked the door. Then he walked over to Qu Xing, whose head was already dazed, and bent down to kiss him. He raised his hand, took off his shirt, and threw it aside.
Holy crap.
Qu Xing couldn't help but swallow, and then Ling Yin grabbed his chin and kissed him. His exposed upper body pressed against hers, and his body heat spread to her chest. Qu Xing felt a surge of heat from head to toe, and without a second thought, she tangled with him.
He was about to raise his hand to hook it around Ling Yin's neck, but one of his hands was grabbed by him and dragged down from his upper body to the edge of his pants. Ling Yin's slender, powerful fingers entangled with several of his fingers, and the touch of fabric slid chaotically between their fingers.
By the way, Captain Beauty is also a man of action...
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The author has something to say: I wonder how much further the image of the Wind God can be destroyed.
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