Chapter 51 (minor explicit, not heavy)
Hearing this, Shen Yanjin’s ears turned even redder.
In that game just now, he really supported that jungler with all his heart and soul. By the end, he himself couldn’t distinguish true from false, feeling as if Duan Mingyue was really duo-queueing with him.
Given they were still in the training room with so many ears listening, he pursed his lips and didn’t speak. But the affection in his eyes couldn’t be hidden, especially after Duan Mingyue expressed his feelings; Shen Yanjin wouldn’t cover it up anymore. The temperature within was almost scalding.
“Cough cough.” Mao Qiude coughed twice, interrupting the eye contact between the two. Duan Mingyue really wasn’t afraid of others seeing clues.
“Very good, play like this. From now on, play ten winning ranked games daily. The requirement is simple: solo queue, Jungle-Support roaming.”
Shen Yanjin nodded. Mao Qiude didn’t mention training matches, and he sensibly didn’t ask. The draw for groups was in two days; official matches were imminent, and no one would joke about this. Putting Shen Yanjin in to replace Lu Yuan nowâsetting aside public opinionâthe time for synergy building simply wasn’t enough.
Of course, Mao Qiude also selfishly kept Shen Yanjin as a hidden card. Pre-season was points-based with room for error; teams basically hid a killer move. But playoffs were differentâcruel elimination system, related to World Championship slots. If Lu Yuan really had problems, Shen Yanjin could catch opponents off guard.
Anyway, take it slow; can’t rush.
Mao Qiude patted Shen Yanjin’s shoulder and went to check others’ training.
Shen Yanjin felt he was too wavering. He couldn’t calm down to train now; he wanted to kiss Duan Mingyue, preferably with Duan Mingyue holding him in his arms.
No, no.
Duan Mingyue, a person who wouldn’t even stream during competition period, definitely wouldn’t like me letting feelings affect training like this.
He exhaled, about to log off and log into his main account, when he felt Duan Mingyue reach over and tap the crook of his arm lightly.
Shen Yanjin turned his head, seeing Duan Mingyue already standing up, giving him a smiling signal with his eyes, then walking out of the training room first.
He froze, glanced behind him guiltily, and hurriedly followed.
Duan Mingyue didn’t stop, leading him all the way back to the elevator and pressing the up button.
Shen Yanjin was a bit surprised, stammering, “Moon God, there’s still training.”
“Giving you a day off today.” Duan Mingyue smiled, seeming helpless at his rigidity. “You just arrived travel-worn; making you train without rest would be too cruel of me. Just now was to let Mao Qiu… Coach see you first.”
Shen Yanjin also felt he was indeed a bit hasty. He lowered his head and stopped talking. Quiet on the surface, his heart was in turmoil: Now with no one around, alone with Duan Mingyue, how can I be calm?
Duan Mingyue too, acting serious, took Shen Yanjin into the elevator and returned to the fourth floor.
Shen Yanjin’s luggage had arrived, placed neatly at Duan Mingyue’s door.
Shen Yanjin walked out of the elevator first, bending to pick up his suitcase, not looking at Duan Mingyue. “Which one is my room?”
Duan Mingyue walked behind him. “Not thanking me first?”
“Than- Wu…” Just as Shen Yanjin said one word, he was lifted by the waist, turned over, and pressed against the door panel. Immediately, warm breath hit his face.
Duan Mingyue pecked his lips, looking down at him. “Why not look at me?”
“Moon God…” Shen Yanjin’s eye corners reddened from holding back. It was fine in the training room with outsiders, but once Duan Mingyue led him out, he couldn’t hold back, wanting kisses and hugs, squeamish like a womanâeven he despised himself a bit.
So he kept avoiding Duan Mingyue, afraid his eyes were too explicit and would make Duan Mingyue uncomfortable.
Now he couldn’t hide it anymore. Smashing the jar, Shen Yanjin raised his hand to lightly grasp a bit of Duan Mingyue’s jacket on his chest, tilting his head to kiss Duan Mingyue.
Unexpectedly, Duan Mingyue suddenly dodged back, so he only kissed the man’s chin.
Shen Yanjin looked at him puzzledly.
Duan Mingyue smiled lazily. “Now, do you want to see your dorm, or enter my room?”
Shen Yanjin had been asked this question twice today, and the answer naturally wouldn’t change.
With a crisp click of the latch, he was pushed into the room lightly like a feather by the man in front of him.
The sky was darkening, gradually revealing a decadent color, which was soon covered by the curtains swish.
Duan Mingyue’s kiss was fierce but not hasty. Shen Yanjin opened his mouth to receive passively, feeling like prey caught in a hunter’s net, only able to be played with. If the man wanted him left, he absolutely couldn’t go right.
Kissing and kissing, he keenly felt his hem being lifted. The air conditioning just started; the room wasn’t warm yet. Cool air brushed over, causing shivers. Soon, Duan Mingyue’s dry, hot palm covered him, gently stroking the tender skin of his waist.
A numbness exploded in Shen Yanjin’s waist. He didn’t resist at all, obediently allowing the man’s actions.
When the zipper sound rang out, he frowned slightly, calling out helplessly, “Moon God.”
Duan Mingyue circled him in his arms, kissed the tip of his nose, and whispered, “You didn’t call me that last night.”
Shen Yanjin trembled, enduring shame, and whispered, “…Brother.”
“En.” Duan Mingyue held his waist with one hand, the other moving non-stop, making Shen Yanjin gasp repeatedly. His most fragile part controlled by his most beloved person, amidst sourness and sweetness, fireworks seemed to bloom in his mind.
He lost focus for a moment. When he came back to his senses, Duan Mingyue had already cleaned everything up.
A faint scent lingered in the air. Shen Yanjin’s legs were so weak he could hardly stand. His eyes darted around, full of infatuation and admiration when looking at Duan Mingyue.
Duan Mingyue felt a bit hot being looked at like that. But he didn’t plan to go all the way. The timing was wrong, preparation insufficient, and Shen Yanjin still hid too many things from him. A kid who wasn’t honest enough couldn’t taste all the sweetness.
Shen Yanjin was pressed against the wall and worked on once by Duan Mingyue; now his waist and legs were soft. Before entering, Duan Mingyue said he was travel-worn and needed rest; now making him this tired, he felt a bit guilty.
Duan Mingyue stepped forward, half-supporting him to the bed.
Shen Yanjin thought Duan Mingyue was going to get to the main topic; his eyes reddened. Who knew the man, after letting him lean on the bed, took out his phone from his pocket and asked airily what he wanted to eat tonight.
Shen Yanjin was dumbfounded.
He didn’t answer, looked at Duan Mingyue for a while, then suddenly flipped up from the bed to arrange his clothes.
Duan Mingyue stepped forward to press him back on the bed, his tone coaxing: “What’s wrong?”
Shen Yanjin bit his lip and didn’t speak.
He… wasn’t a natural gay. He never had affection or desire for the same sex before. After meeting Duan Mingyue, he slowly enlightened and learned a bit about the circle. There was an old saying in the circle: bending a straight man incurs lightning strikes. In reality, more people couldn’t incur lightning strikes even if they wanted to.
Duan Mingyue had been a steel straight man to him for five years. Suddenly changing overnightâbesides joy, Shen Yanjin felt more disbelief.
He looked hesitantly at the handsome man before him. “Moon God, you… do you not like men?”
Duan Mingyue paused. “Why do you say that?”
Shen Yanjin glanced extremely obscurely at his lower body.
Duan Mingyue understood the implication immediately.
He laughed out of anger, decisively pulling the young man’s hand and pressing it there. “Feel it?”
Shen Yanjin was first startled by Duan Mingyue’s action, then scalded by the hardness and heat felt in his palm. So Duan Mingyue isn’t without feeling for me, then…
“Don’t appreciate my pity.” Duan Mingyue bit Shen Yanjin’s earlobe as if venting, grinding it between his teeth twice. “I don’t like men? If I didn’t like men, who kissed and touched you just now, and whose bed are you in right now?”
Seeing the young man look up guiltily and shyly, he then felt Shen Yanjin’s hand move.
Duan Mingyue hissed, saying hoarsely, “Don’t tease me.”
Shen Yanjin turned ripe red. “I’ll use my hand…”
Duan Mingyue’s eyes darkened, and ultimately, he didn’t insist on refusing.
Shen Yanjin was firmly wrapped in the man’s scent. He felt he was such a pervert; Duan Mingyue helping him just now was comfortable, but feeling Duan Mingyue now excited him more than receiving pleasure himself.
Listening to Duan Mingyue’s increasingly heavy breaths in his ear, he became more and more dazzled. Soon, the man seemed unable to endure and took back dominance.
Half an hour later, Shen Yanjin lay flat on the bed, looking dazedly at Duan Mingyue wiping his hands with a towel.
Duan Mingyue pinched his cheek, his tone helpless. “Can you say what you want to eat now?”
After a day of running around and two rounds of “exercise,” Shen Yanjin truly felt hungry. He whispered, “Anything is fine, I’m not picky.”
“Easy to feed.” Duan Mingyue sat by the bed, ordering takeout on his phone.
Shen Yanjin secretly scooted over, leaning closer to Duan Mingyue, tentatively hugging his waist.
Just separated for a moment, and the young man’s body stuck back. Duan Mingyue touched his forearm, helpless yet indulgent. “Why so clingy?”
“Brother…” Shen Yanjin’s cheek pressed against his back, voice muffled. “I like you.”
Duan Mingyue smiled. “Really like me?”
Shen Yanjin nodded. “En.”
Duan Mingyue pulled his hand away, turned to half-sit on the bed, his expression a smile yet not a smile. “Then honestly tell Brother, what exactly did you do this past half month?”
Translatorâs month: OMG. OMG. OMG. I didnât know what to say⌠it wasnât âheavy explicitâ but somehow⌠leaves a lot to the imagination. Hahahahah. Different from the other novel.Â
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