CHAPTER 111

Lu Sicheng picked Tong Yao up and placed her on the bed. The cell phone which was on the edge of the bed sprang up and fell onto the ground, making a loud thud as the commentary continued to come from the phone-- --

[Yang god will definitely be the MVP for this match. It wouldn't make sense if it's not him.]

Tong Yao scrambled to try to get up from the bed, but Lu Sicheng had already reached over to push her head back onto the bed with his big hand. In the meantime Xiao Rui was knocking on the door: "What happened? I heard something fall? Are you alright?"

Tong Yao cried out: "Ah." Lu Sicheng happened to come closer and lick her lower lip like a dog at the same time. Tong Yao had goosebumps all over her body and shouted with a hoarse voice: "I'm alright, I'm alright. My cell phone fell onto the ground…...I'm changing now!"

The man outside the door acknowledged with an 'oh' without any suspicions. A muffled laughter came from the man on top of her, as if he was enjoying seeing Tong Yao being petrified that Xiao Rui might open her door...

If he had, he would've seen one of Tong Yao's legs was bent up on the bed and Lu Sicheng's torso was locked right between her two legs…...It was summer time and all the players were wearing the short sleeved team uniform top but not the long dark colored team pants. Instead, they all wore loose shorts. The bottom of the shorts on her bent up leg had fallen downwards and the fair skin of her thigh was readily visible. As he was looking down, Lu Sicheng could faintly see the edge of a lighter colored fabric...

[With that pentakill, Yang god's essentially taken complete control over the game-- --Actually, I think this is a good thing. Just like Smiling's Syndra. Here we can tell all the other players, don't be superstitious about champions. As long as the champion is used properly, any champion is usable.]

One of Lu Sicheng's hands was pressed down on Tong Yao's tummy, while his other hand had reached into her shorts. The tips of his long and lean fingers had already touched the edge of her underpants-- --

Tong Yao shuddered and offhandedly grabbed the pillow next to her head and smashed it into Lu Sicheng's head!

Lu Sicheng took the pillow and threw it to the side. He lowered his body again with a smile and kissed her lips. His big hand easily went into Tong Yao's uniform top and reached up to hold onto her soft bosom...

"Wu..."

Tong Yao, who hadn't been talking thus far, grabbed another pillow to cover her own face.

Lu Sicheng used his other hand to remove the pillow: "It's dirty."

Tong Yao's hair was disheveled and the corners of her eyes were reddish. She stared at Lu Sicheng and said: "It's not dirty."

Lu Sicheng lowered his head to kiss the corner of her eye and said: "Don't cover your face, let me look at you."

Tong Yao's red face suddenly began growing even redder, so red that it looked that her blood would seep through her skin. She lifted her foot trying to kick Lu Sicheng off her body. But he got ahold of her ankle with ease and with just a slight effort turned her over-- --

[Come to think of it, it was after Smiling started to use Syndra that more people began using her…...I remember back when she first came out on the Korean server that people were using her in ranked matches. But the competition at the time was on an older version of the game-- --Our Smiling is surpassing the versions, hahaha!]

Lu Sicheng's big hand slid around, the girl who the commentator just mentioned briefly gasped...

"Don't, Lu Sicheng." Tong Yao felt that Lu Sicheng had lifted the blanket to cover both of their bodies. She grasped his big hand: "My tummy hurts, not that normal stomach ache. It seems that something isn't right..."

Her voice was quite pathetic.

It seemed that at that moment, it wasn't good enough.

"Is heaven going to collapse?"

"...No."

"Then you can't get away with it today."

"......................"

The big hand which was on her chest moved away. But before Tong Yao could breath out a sigh of relief, she felt a series of kisses landed on the back of her neck-- --The man's breath became heavy; his big hand reached in from behind and caressed Tong Yao's buttocks over her underpants...

His fingertips seemed to be unintentionally lifting the edge of the underpants and reached inside.

Tong Yao shuddered.

[Butterfly hides in the bushes and ambushes RMB's jungler! Well, you shouldn't have gone there, brother, you don't have any wards there! It's over, it's over, he can't get away-- --Alright, RMB's jungler was caught. Now all of CK is moving towards the Baron…...It'll be a last ditch fight for Speedy Star now! Yang god! Yang god! Will Yang god be able to nab Baron? And let your Kindred be like Smiling's Syndra and make a comeback to professional competitions!]

Tong Yao buried her face in the pillow without realizing that her position now looked more like she was catering to the movement of the man behind her-- --

"Never mind that commentator talking about Yang god," Lu Sicheng's middle finger hooked up the edge of Tong Yao's underpants and explored inside; his fingertip deliberately or inadvertently touched her groin: "but why does he have to mention you together with him?"

"I, I don't know."

Tong Yao reached over to grab Lu Sicheng's wrist, trying to stop him. But her strength was no match to his-- --In the end, she had to release his arm and let him do whatever he wished...

A brief sobbing sound came from the bright red face buried in the pillow. It wasn't clear whether she was actually crying or just too nervous-- --

There was only the sound from the cell phone.

The volume on the phone was set to the maximum and continued to spew commentary about the game. The commentators were shouting, the cheering from the audience was nonstop; the brilliant performance of CK's jungler had swept the audience off their feet...

But on the bed, there was only a rustling sound coming from under the bulging blanket.

Evidently the people under the cover weren't afraid of the heat from the blanket on a sizzling hot summer day.

Next to the bed was a pair of shorts. Next to the shorts, there was a pair of small pink striped underpants resting there…...From inside the cover, there came from time to time brief sobbing sounds. Once in a while, a protest or short conversation in low voices came from under the blanket-- --

"You can't…..Ah, don't look!"

"It's so dark, what can I see?"

"Your hand, behave…...Eek!"

"Relax, my hand hasn't even......….Does it hurt?"

"It hurts."

"Bear with it?"

"It really hurts, I can't bear with it."

"You know, at a time like this I can totally ignore your stubbornness."

"..."

"It won't help you by grabbing my hands."

"..."

The blanket shook a little.

Under the blanket, the silhouette of a body humped up like a gopher and moved closer to the other taller silhouette. The two silhouettes moved a bit. The shorter one got close to the taller one and the two silhouettes became one-- --

"..."

The man leaned slightly back to enjoy the first kiss that Tong Yao initiated which somewhat gave off the feeling that she was begging for mercy. Lu Sicheng's big hands once more took the chance to reach into Tong Yao's disheveled top and propped her slightly jiggly bosoms upwards...

He could feel Tong Yao's hands, which were around his neck, trembling lightly.

As Lu Sicheng was just about to say something, Tong Yao suddenly froze, her body paused-- --Before he had figured out what had happened, the tip of Tong Yao's small and moist tongue had already backed out of his mouth. In the darkness, Tong Yao lightly bit his lower lip and used weak chuckles in an apologetic but happy way.

Then Tong Yao lifted the blanket to cover her captain's face.

She pushed him backwards.

Caught off guard, Lu Sicheng fell backwards with the blanket wrapped around him. At the same time he fell, the person in his arms had pulled herself away from his body-- --

Lu Sicheng then heard something jump onto the floor and followed by the sounds of someone scurrying away...

"Where are you going? Why are you in a hurry, put on your shoes, the floor is cold..."

When he pulled the blanket off his head, Lu Sicheng frustratedly turned his body over and only had time to glimpse the back of a hurried Tong Yao with two naked legs rushing into the bathroom. She slammed the door shut the next second.

Lu Sicheng: "..."

He bent over to glance over the floor next to the bed, there was nothing on the floor…...He didn't expect Tong Yao to be this swift and remember not to leave her clothing behind-- --His dark brown pupils flashed, then became quiet and moved to check the cell phone laying on the floor. In the cell phone, the video was showing CK moving up to RMB's base. Yang god's Kindred was destroying RMB's nexus-- --

[RMB has no chance of fighting back. Let's congratulate Team CK. Congratulations to Yang god and Butterfly for effortlessly winning this match!]

Lu Sicheng exitted the video and the room quieted down all of a sudden.

...

Three minutes later, Tong Yao, well dressed, came out of the bathroom with a still reddish face, still tidying her hair.

Lu Sicheng sat on the bed with legs crossed and looked at her with no expression on his face.

"You know that if you do this three or four more times, it'll affect the quality of your life in the future?" Lu Sicheng said flatly: "Besides, this is the second time already."

"...What?" Tong Yao swallowed the words she was about to say and looked at the man: "What quality of life?"

"Your sex life."

"..."

"If I develop ED, it's you who's going to suffer."

"I…...It's not…..Gee." Tong Yao raised her head: "Damn, no, it was Little Fatty last time. How can you blame me. This time, it's a special case also. Who let you always choose the right moment. I said I have a tummy ache and it feels like something's not quite right but you have to insist that I'm looking for excuses. Actually, I already felt my tummy was kind of bloated when I was watching the B team's game..."

"Wasn't it because you wanted to go to the bathroom?"

"No." Tong Yao: "Hehe, it's that time of every month."

Lu Sicheng: "........................"

He felt like he was almost going to lose it.

What he felt even more annoyed was that he didn't know whom or where to take his frustration out on.

He stood up and didn't bother hiding the little tent that was popping up from his shorts. He got off the bed and walked over to Tong Yao, who had turned her head away, too shy to look at him, and pat her head: "Go to my room to get a change of clothes for me."

Tong Yao looked up at him with a confused look on her face.

"I'm going to take a shower." Lu Sicheng said not so good-naturally. "Or are you coming to finish the job?"

When Tong Yao heard him talking about finishing the job, she suddenly seemed to understand. She subconsciously looked down at his crotch, then quickly looked up as if something had hurt her eyes. "I can't finish the job. It's doomed to be an incomplete job-- --"

Before she could finish her sentence, she noticed that the man was staring at her mouth.

Tong Yao abruptly stopped and calmed herself as best she could, but her face still became cherry red: "Don't you even think about it. That's too much."

As she was speaking, she pushed the man into the bathroom and shut the door. Leaning against the bathroom door, Tong Yao, with a face as red as an apple, asked with a broad smile: "What color underpants does our captain want to wear today?"

There were five seconds of silence inside the bathroom.

Then her captain's low voice came from inside-- --

"Get lost."