【117】Hipbone Tattoo
After fooling around in the dressing room like that, both of their desires had long been ignited. So, seeing that Jiang Yan didn’t take him back to the base, Wen Ran silently understood without saying anything.
As soon as they entered the hotel room, Jiang Yan couldn’t wait to press Wen Ran against the wall, his hand cushioning the back of Wen Ran’s head as he kissed his face again and again.
What followed happened naturally. But when the two were truly bare and honest with each other, Wen Ran discovered a line of small black letters on Jiang Yan’s hipbone.
Dawn.
It was in a calligraphy font. The black tattoo looked even more distinct against his fair skin.
Jiang Yan noticed Wen Ran’s gaze and reached out to pinch his neck. “What, haven’t experienced enough usually? Want to have close contact with him now?”
Wen Ran blushed furiously at his improper words but couldn’t help reaching out to touch the tattoo. “When did you get the tattoo?”
” went out to shoot a commercial two days ago and got it done along the way.”
“Does it look pretty good?”
Wen Ran didn’t know how to respond. He knew the meaning of tattoos; if it weren’t so important, how could he tattoo this person on himself?
Wen Ran never thought that someone like him would one day be cherished like this.
He puffed up his cheeks and glared at Jiang Yan. “I don’t believe it.”
“Okay, okay, Brother will tell the truth. I’ll confess everything, alright?”
“Because Brother likes you too much.” Jiang Yan pulled Wen Ran close and pecked him lightly on the cheek. “I always want to do something for you.”
Wen Ran spoke with difficulty, “But you’ve already done enough.”
For him, it was already enough.
Probably no one could pick out a single fault in Jiang Yan as a boyfriend.
Jiang Yan’s voice was gentle. “But when it comes to loving you, how could it ever feel like too much?”
“Brother wishes he could tell you ‘I love you’ a thousand times every day.”
Hearing this, Wen Ran couldn’t hold it back; his nose soured, and tears fell.
He used to worry that Jiang Yan’s interest in him was just a whim. But after going through so much together, he realized Jiang Yan had always treated this relationship seriously and patiently cared for his sensitive, inferior self.
Wrapping him up in his love.
“Tsk, why are you crying?” Seeing him like this, Jiang Yan reached out to wipe Wen Ran’s tears. “Good baby, now isn’t the time for you to cry.”
Wen Ran completely ignored what Jiang Yan said, hugged his neck directly, and eagerly offered his lips.
What responded to him was a gentle kiss.
The next day, Wen Ran’s livestream.
The Little Roses rarely saw him start a stream, so the viewer count had risen significantly.
[You finally remembered your livestream account?]
[Youngster, do you still remember you have some family members?]
[Dawn Mommy missed you, kiss kiss~]
[Baby is so well-behaved today.]
[Yeah, his lips are still pinkish.]
[Have you eaten breakfast?]
“Ate already. Drank soy milk.” Wen Ran glanced at the comments and reached out to adjust the camera.
[Yo, why not drinking milk anymore?]
[Got enough calcium? Not growing taller anymore?]
“Get lost! Daddy has grown taller now!” Wen Ran retorted mercilessly at the comments. “Mind your own business!”
[He said that last stream too.]
[He said that the stream before last too.]
[At your speed, are you 1.8 meters yet?]
[Stand up and let Daddy see.]
[Hahaha, afraid that if he stands up he won’t even be 1.75m.]
[Are you guys polite in the front?]
Wen Ran had indeed grown taller, but only by 0.5 cm. Now he was 173 cm.
But 0.5 was still growth! Persevere and he might become 175, 180!
Wen Ran quietly muted the few people above and opened Ling Xiao.
He kept his head down, trying to make his abnormality unnoticeable, and quietly shifted his body outward.
He was sitting only on the very edge of the chair.
[Rebellious son is sitting so upright today, not like him at all.]
[Are there needles on the chair pricking your butt?]
[Hahahahahaha I’m dying of laughter.]
Wen Ran didn’t dare to move recklessly; [the vibration] made him unable to cope at all.
This morning, that beast Jiang Yan didn’t know where [he got the toy], … while stroking Wen Ran’s hair. “Ran Bao, [wear it], okay?”
Wen Ran got angry just thinking about it. He must have been possessed to agree to such an unreasonable and perverted request.
But now that the arrow was on the bowstring, Wen Ran didn’t dare make any extra movements. He just planned to finish the stream first.
Afraid of affecting his gameplay, he didn’t dare start a Peak Tournament or Ranked match. He could only pretend to be calm and say, “Played too many ranking matches. I’ll play a couple of entertainment matches to relax.”
[Listen, is that human speech?]
[Everyone knows you’re Rank 2 in Peak, okay?]
[I think you just need system punishment. Let’s see if you can be this arrogant when you can’t defend your rank and get the National Server Shinobi Spirit.]
[Rainbow Pony: Little Roses, I really want to beat him up. Just had a losing streak.]
[Rainbow Pony gave streamer WK.Dawn Hammer x66]
[Rainbow Pony: Brothers, did I do right?]
[Bald Baby: Seems like we can send razor blades too.]
[Bald Baby gave streamer WK.Dawn Razor Blade x77]
[Just came in, don’t really understand you toxic fans.]
Wen Ran tried his best to ignore the uncomfortable sensation and attempted to “peacefully coexist” with it. The game started. Someone had already chosen the Mid lane position. Wen Ran actually felt relieved; this way, if he played poorly in another position, it would be excusable.
In the end, the Clash Lane was left for Wen Ran. He thought about it and chose Yu Xiao.
Wen Ran had only played Yu Xiao a few times. The bullet comments immediately spammed a screen full of question marks.
[????]
[You’re actually playing Yu Xiao? Can you?]
[Never seen the Rebellious Son play this. Is he a hidden all-rounder?]
[Watch you play female heroes every day, now suddenly switching to a handsome male hero feels a bit unaccustomed.]
[Mid lane is work, Clash Lane is faith (not really).]
“Daddy used to play Clash Lane too, just less often, so you guys didn’t see.”
After entering the game, Wen Ran asked the comments, “What skill does Yu Xiao level first?”
[……]
[Dawn do you want to listen to what you’re saying?]
[No wonder it’s an entertainment match.]
[Level skill 1!]
Although Wen Ran had high talent, when playing a hero he wasn’t good at—especially with only a few games of experience—he didn’t know how to play at all. His gameplay was very “appetizing” (trash/feed).
Less than a minute into the laning phase, he was solo killed by the opponent and sent home, giving up First Blood.
[Hahahahahaha I’m laughing so loud. The opposing Old Six is even freezing his wave.]
[When has Dawn ever suffered such injustice? Solo killed at level 1 in lane.]
[Shh, doesn’t Dawn need to save face?]
Wen Ran saw the merciless ridicule in the comments, and his gameplay became even messier.
He didn’t know how to play Yu Xiao to begin with, and now he was being suppressed and beaten by the opposing veteran top laner.
The opponent even sent messages to mock him.
Opposing Top: Tsk, bro, your skills aren’t good.
Opposing Top: No details at all.
Wen Ran: “……”
[Hahahahahaha Dawn, you have your day too!]
[Watched Dawn spray people so many times, first time seeing him get mocked.]
[I’m literally dying of laughter, okay? Seeing Dawn eat crow is so fun.]
[Usually he would have grabbed the keyboard and gone at it, but today he didn’t because he’s playing trash, hahahaha.]
“What’s so funny?” Wen Ran looked at the group of anti-fans in the comments, gritting his teeth. “Isn’t it normal to get familiar when I just started playing?”
He muttered quietly, “Fuck, why is this hero so hard to play?”
Clearly, Ling Han played it so effortlessly!
After Wen Ran fled back to his tower in a sorry state again, the opposing Top Laner stood just outside the tower range and spammed recall to taunt.
Opposing Top: You play Clash Lane so sneakily. Do you have any game experience?
Opposing Top: Slave to the defense tower, coward!
“Fuck, who’s he calling a coward!” Wen Ran took a health pack to recover half his HP, maneuvered his hero to knock up the opposing Top Laner, and followed up with an attack. But the opponent tanked the combo, came down, and backhanded Wen Ran with an Ultimate.
Directly zeroing out his health bar.
The Top Laner even danced on his corpse.
Wen Ran felt like he was grinding his teeth to dust.
Opposing Top: Tsk tsk tsk, dares not even speak. So pitiful.
Wen Ran: ……
Wen Ran: Pitiful your mom!
Opposing Top: Look, getting anxious after a few words. Not gonna lie bro, your game skill is bad, and your cursing skill is low. You might as well go learn from WK.Dawn.
Opposing Top: I see you’re quite wretched/sneaky. Suitable for Mid lane.
Wen Ran: “……”
Who told you we Mid laners are wretched?! That’s called strategic ambush, okay?
Opposing Top: Get influenced by the Toxic Tumor for two days. Can’t guarantee your skills, but your cursing level will definitely rise a tier.
Wen Ran: ……
Wen Ran: Get lost for Daddy!
Opposing Top: Learning fast. Bro is a prodigy!
[Hahahahahaha help, broken defense (lost his cool).]
[Is there a possibility that he IS Dawn?]
[I got it. A wretched Mid laner who can curse.]
Wen Ran was angered by this Top Laner, and the comments kept stabbing his heart. He was just about to hold back his breath and curse a few times.
[Buzz.]
But this time it wasn’t because he moved recklessly. [It vibrated on its own.]
He bit his lip.
[Dawn what’s wrong?]
[Feels like he suddenly has a stomach ache.]
[Heavens, his face is so red. If you can’t do it, rest early.]
[Oh mother, am I the only one who thinks Dawn looks kind of good like this?]
[Me in the front too. His face looks more like a flush.]
Wen Ran watched those comments slide past his eyes, greeting Jiang Yan’s ancestors ten thousand times in his heart.
Finally waiting until the game ended, he hurriedly went offline.
He aggressively held back his discomfort to find Jiang Yan, only to see Wu Ge in the same room as him.
Wu Ge looked at Wen Ran. “Dawn is here too? I was just discussing the commercial with Wind. Do you have something urgent?”
Wen Ran was thin-skinned, so naturally, he was embarrassed to let others see anything. He squeezed the words out through his teeth, “I’m fine.”
“You guys chat first.”
When Wen Ran turned to leave the room, he clearly saw Jiang Yan’s hand under the table.
A hand with distinct knuckles. Jiang Yan was discussing heatedly with Wu Ge on the surface, but then Wen Ran clearly saw that his hand under the table [pressed the remote].
Dog Jiang Yan, I’ll kill you!
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