DSF Chapter 76

“You don’t need to eat ice cream anymore after kissing so much.” Yan Yibing panted slightly, licking his lips.

Since the tongue exploration had started with him, he had no grounds to criticize Han Mo now.

The sweet ice cream dripped along Han Mo’s fingers to the fingertips and then dropped onto the ground. Han Mo’s fingers were long, his palm a bit wider than Yan Yibing’s, and his nails were neatly trimmed, shining with a hint of pink.

Yan Yibing promptly cut off his wandering thoughts.

Han Mo, satisfied, rolled his Adam’s apple, glanced at the ice cream that had lost its shape, and shook his hand. “Buy another one?”

“No, it’s not hot anymore.” Yan Yibing supported himself with both hands, and leaned back against the base of the sculpture, enjoying the coolness of the stone.

As the sunlight slanted to the west, a bit of wind picked up, gradually dispelling the stifling heat.

Yan Yibing’s back was against the cool stone, just as he was about to relax, his phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, he was scared to the point where his heart almost jumped out.

“My mom!”

Han Mo blinked. “Are you answering?”

Yan Yibing angrily retorted, “Answer what? You listen to the broadcast echoing throughout the entire park. Answering would give us away instantly!”

Han Mo: “Your mom probably wants to tell you about meeting me.”

Yan Yibing: “Probably. I’ll call her back when I get home, and say I fell asleep.”

Yan Yibing waited until Mama Yan hung up before he breathed a sigh of relief.

But immediately after, he found that Yu Yan had started posting pictures in the group.

【Yu Yan: [Image][Image][Image] So many people at Disneyland, come and see Gou Bing’s masterpieces in photography.】

【Chen Chi: You went to Disneyland with Yan Yibing on Valentine’s Day. Are you two gay?】

【Lu Jianghe: Extremely frightening!】

【Yu Yan: Get lost! I went with my wife. Encountered Gou Ice and his parents at Disneyland.】

Yan Yibing, after reading Yu Yan’s message, felt a wave of suffocation.

His… parents?

He immediately exchanged glances with Han Mo, and panic began to set in.

Could Yu Yan and Ding Luo also have gone to watch the parade?

Wouldn’t this f**king break everything?

【Yu Yan: Where’s Dog Ice? Your parents are now in front of us on the left. I haven’t greeted them yet. Don’t you want to introduce us?】

Yan Yibing’s suspended heart sank halfway down.

But Yu Yan absolutely must not meet his parents.

He quickly typed.

【Yan Yibing: My parents are having their own world. Don’t mess around. I’m in the bathroom.】

【Yu Yan: Tsk, what a pity. Today, Disneyland is giving away Mickey Mouse ears for couples. You’re all alone, missing out on the freebies.】

【Lu Jianghe: When did Bing Shen become so idle? He usually can’t be bothered to climb stairs to the second floor.】

【Yu Yan: Captain Han wouldn’t be starting to work hard again while everyone’s on vacation, would he?】

【Chen Chi: It’s possible.】

【Lu Jianghe: If Captain Han doesn’t work hard, the sun will rise from the west.】

【Han Mo: No.】

【Yu Yan: Tsk, I don’t believe it. Unless you prove it with a photo yourself.】

【Chen Chi: Same.】

【Lu Jianghe: +1.】

【Yu Yan: And Gou Bing? You, the idler, don’t come out to join the discussion?】

【Yan Yibing: …Don’t believe it.】

He had no choice.

These people were all sharp.

If he behaved differently from usual, Yu Yan would definitely see through it.

Han Mo lightly chuckled, glanced at him lazily, and asked, “Don’t believe it?”

He leaned over, using his clean hand to stroke Yan Yibing’s knee. With a forceful press of his fingertips, he squeezed between Yan Yibing’s two knees and slowly stroked inward.

“Do you believe it?”

The flesh of the knee socket was sensitive and soft, being pressed and rubbed by the fingertips, it was itchy and numb, and Yan Yibing was aroused and shivered a little.

He restrained the urge to forcefully grip Han Mo’s precious wrist, gritted his teeth, and said, “You… let go!”

He used his palm, which was covered in sand, to push Han Mo’s wrist away. The muscles in his lower leg tensed.

After all, in public, it wouldn’t be appropriate.

Han Mo reluctantly gave it a rub and obediently retracted his hand, saying in a low voice, “Wearing shorts would be so much better.”

Just as Han Mo pulled his hand back, Yan Yibing quickly clamped his legs together.

The tingling sensation lingered.

The knees still felt itchy and numb.

Dammit.

Fortunately, he had changed into long pants.

After releasing Yan Yibing, Han Mo swiped the screen and typed with one hand.

【Han Mo: Can’t take a photo, but indeed, my hand is not on the keyboard. 】

【Yan Yibing: …I believe you.】

Indeed, his hands weren’t on the keyboard; they were on Yan Yibing’s legs just a moment ago.

The Little Beast completely gave up any sense of shame.

【Yu Yan: You believe this? When did you betray the organization?】

【Lu Jianghe: No picture, no truth. That’s how workplace pressure works!】

【Chen Chi: Heh, you think just because you guys are on a holiday, Han Mo would join in? He’ll just review the match videos of Zero, CNG, and AXE.】

【Yu Yan: Suffocating.】

【Lu Jianghe: Suffocating.】

【Yan Yibing: …】

【Yu Yan: What about the formation, Gou Ice? You seem off today.】

【Yan Yibing: Suffocating.】

【Yu Yan: I can tell; your suffocation is half−heartedly.】

【Yan Yibing: You’re seeing things, quickly accompany Ding Luo!】

After a while, Yu Yan indeed fell silent.

Yan Yibing’s half-suspended heart finally completely relaxed.

He figured that the street performance had started, and Yu Yan was dragged away by Ding Luo to take photos.

With the alarm lifted, Han Mo asked, “Are we still playing?”

Yan Yibing gave him a sidelong glance, “You dare to play?”

There were two moving bombs in this park; who knows where they might explode.

Han Mo tilted his head, his arm resting on his knee, palm facing up, loosely gripping, “I dare, but Master isn’t ready yet.”

Not ready to reveal their secret to everyone.

Yan Yibing’s eyelids trembled slightly, and his gaze shifted to the side.

Indeed, he wasn’t ready.

Han Mo sighed, patting Yan Yibing’s shoulder with his clean hand, “Accompany me to wash hands first, then we’ll figure out a way to get out.”

“Okay.”

That seemed to be the only option.

The two sneaked around like thieves, glancing around when reaching open areas to ensure no acquaintances were present before proceeding.

Han Mo entered the restroom, cleaned the ice cream off his fingers, and wiped his hands with tissue.

Yan Yibing urged, “Hurry up.”

Han Mo tossed the tissue into the trash, and Yan Yibing led him towards the park’s exit.

They concealed themselves in the crowd, without even having time to buy a souvenir. After escaping from the park, they swiftly boarded the subway.

After more than an hour of swaying, they finally returned to the vicinity of their residential area.

The last trace of the sunset’s afterglow dissipated, and the sky gradually darkened.

Having completely escaped Disney’s control zone, Yan Yibing felt a sense of relief.

“I’m a bit hungry,” he mumbled.

He was waiting for Han Mo to recommend a place, and then the two could have a big meal.

However, Han Mo lowered his head, glanced at his phone, frowned, and then turned to him and say, “I have to play a game later, three-man squad.”

Yan Yibing was startled, and his arms, which were fluttering like small wings gradually dropped, “Are you serious? Do you really plan to train?”

Han Mo shook his head, “Not for training. Ding Ge said me and Xiao Nuo should check Xin Chen’s skill level. We arranged to play in the North American server tonight.”

Yan Yibing fell silent for a while and then reluctantly said, “Then, go ahead, it’s business.”

Indeed, it was business.

Xin Chen was Prince’s rising star, a treasure valued by Ding Jun.

As the team captain, Han Mo naturally had to familiarize himself with Xin Chen’s playstyle and skill level.

Only Han Mo and Xiao Nuo were called, indicating that in Ding Jun’s mind, Xin Chen’s importance had surpassed that of Mo Bei and Chen Zefeng.

As a team captain, if this happened to Sun Tianjiao, he would definitely also consult his opinion.

Han Mo was doing his duty.

Nevertheless, Yan Yibing felt extremely displeased.

He hadn’t intended to celebrate the Chinese Valentine’s Day.

It was Han Mo who dragged him into this clichéd and supposedly meaningful holiday.

Although the process was a bit thrilling, it went fairly well.

In the end, they were supposed to conclude with a big meal, but Han Mo suddenly had to work, all for the sake of testing Xin Chen’s potential.

It felt like on this Valentine’s Day, the last segment wasn’t spent with him but with Xin Chen.

But Yan Yibing definitely wouldn’t voice his dissatisfaction.

His eyes slightly drooped, gaze cold, hands in his pockets, his soft hair lifted by the wind, tapping against his temples.

His brain was already sorting through options—should he go for grilled lamb skewers or baked lobster to lift his spirits?

Han Mo stared at him for a few seconds, curled his lips, and held Yan Yibing’s arm, “Master, accompany me to the internet cafe, let’s order some barbecue?”

Yan Yibing lifted his eyelids, gaze cold, “Am I free?”

Han Mo drooped his eyes, pitifully saying, “It would be great if today instead of running away, I showed up in front of your parents openly.”

Cruel!

Yan Yibing gritted his teeth.

The little beast successfully seized his weakness.

The guilt-ridden Yan Yibing was successfully dragged to the internet cafe by Han Mo.

No grilled lamb skewers, no baked lobster.

In the private room, there were sizzling skewers and beer. Two computers were turned on, logging into PUBG.

Yan Yibing rocked his chair, legs crossed, munching on lamb skewers.

He had no intention of leaving any for Han Mo, if he could finish them.

Han Mo instantly entered work mode.

Ding Jun arranged a room for them, and Xiao Nuo was at the club, together with Xin Chen.

Seeing Han Mo’s account, Xiao Nuo paused, opened his mic, and asked, “Captain, why aren’t you on your main account?”

Han Mo logged in with the username “momotwo.”

This account was only used during business hours.

Such as live streaming, talking with other streamers, or the previous four-man squad ranking event.

Han Mo glanced at the not-so-happy Yan Yibing and turned his face, saying casually, “It’s the same.”

Xin Chen was a bit nervous, his microphone sputtering a bit. “Captain, which map are we playing?”

He had long looked forward to cooperating with Han Mo, though he’d prefer it to be a duo, but Xiao Nuo was here today.

Han Mo, a man of few words, spoke with a low voice, “You decide, I’m mainly observing.”

Ding Jun interjected in the background, “How about Erangel, classic.”

Xin Chen hesitated, “…Okay.”

Xiao Nuo said, “If the captain is observing, I’ll mainly be a bystander too. Xin Chen, it’s up to you, do your best for the chicken dinner.”

Xin Chen smiled wryly, “Don’t, I’m under too much pressure. What if I perform poorly?”

Ding Jun laughed, “They are easygoing; besides, you’ve been observing at the league building for so many days. You must have learned something. Don’t be nervous, just play at your usual level.”

Xin Chen stammered, “I-I’ll do my best!”

Seeing they seemed more inclined to chat than start the game, Han Mo interrupted, “Start; I haven’t had my dinner yet.”

Ding Jun chuckled, “Start, start, don’t delay the captain’s meal.”

Yan Yibing snorted lightly and picked up another skewer.

The aroma of barbecue filled the small room, red willow wood skewered with large pieces of lamb, exuding an enticing honey-colored sheen under the light.

But Han Mo remained unmoved.

As the plane took off, Xin Chen parachuted towards the school direction.

Xiao Nuo and Han Mo followed suit, drifting down.

Han Mo adjusted his headset with one hand, and moved the mouse slightly, intentionally gliding high, observing Xin Chen’s movements.

Parachuting is the most basic skill, and Xin Chen descended quickly, but Han Mo wanted to see where he would land.

Probably due to immense pressure, Xin Chen chose the conservative option of landing at the school dorms.

Though lacking the school’s rich loot, this area had good positions for sniping and an opportunity to easily eliminate opponents in the school.

Han Mo raised an eyebrow, entered a small red house, casually picked up a gun, and equipped basic gear.

Xiao Nuo commented, “Quite conservative, but it works. Xin Chen hasn’t played much on the NA server.”

Han Mo remained silent.

Soon, people entered the dorms.

Unfortunately, someone entered the same small red house where Han Mo was.

Han Mo gestured to Xin Chen to lift his gun, but after a moment’s thought, he lowered it again.

“I’ll change rooms; Xin Chen, provide cover.”

Xin Chen nervously responded, “Oh, Captain, there’s someone in your room?”

He had thoroughly searched rooms, even reaching the roof of the four-story dormitory building.

He never thought that Han Mo and Xiao Nuo would still need him to coordinate. All he wanted was to get as many kills as possible this round and secure an MVP.

Quickly crawling on the roof, using a 2x scope, he searched towards Han Mo’s direction.

Seeing Xin Chen’s position stop moving, Han Mo vaulted through a window and jumped down. His footsteps echoed heavily outside the building.

The person inside the room immediately reacted.

The person peeked out from the window, aiming at Han Mo.

However, before the gun could be aimed at Han Mo, Xin Chen’s AKM rattled off shots, interrupting the opponent’s intentions.

The person’s health dropped sharply, scared, they retracted their head, giving Han Mo an opportunity to leave.

Han Mo smoothly switched to another room.

“Good.”

This was already considered his approval.

As the captain, he was not as gentle as Yan Yibing initially, and in some aspects, even more stern.

With just this acknowledgment, Xin Chen couldn’t help but smile.

Yan Yibing turned his face, glanced at the computer screen, and saw Han Mo focused on the game. Suddenly, the lamb skewers in his mouth didn’t taste as good.

Tomorrow, there would be a full eight hours of intense training, and he didn’t want to touch the game at all tonight.

Eating barbecue without playing games in the internet cafe was simply absurd.

The more Yan Yibing thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, so he wanted to make things uncomfortable for Han Mo too.

He lazily stretched out his legs, extending them under Han Mo’s chair and used the tip of his shoe to nudge Han Mo’s ankle.

Sure enough, Han Mo, who was operating the mouse, paused for a moment.

Feeling a bit more satisfied, Yan Yibing casually threw the barbecue skewer, and the hefty red willowwood stick landed on the aluminum foil, making a crisp sound.

Xiao Nuo asked, “Captain, are you outside?”

Han Mo took a deep breath, steadying his mind, and calmly replied, “Yes, at the internet cafe.”

“Oh, okay,” Xiao Nuo didn’t say much.

Han Mo switched to another gun, preparing to go behind the dormitory building.

While the dormitory building had many advantageous sniping points, the hill behind it posed a significant threat.

Under the cover of the trees, people on the roof of the dormitory building wouldn’t easily notice enemies hidden on the hill, but those on the hill could smoothly target the dormitory building.

Han Mo planned to sweep the area.

However, Yan Yibing wasn’t behaving, poking over again, hooking his calf.

This time, he applied more force, acting particularly arrogant. The tip of his shoe even provocatively rubbed against the inner skin of Han Mo’s leg.

Han Mo’s Adam’s apple rolled, and he dropped from the window.

“Xiao Nuo, go to the hill behind.”

“Okay, Captain, what about you?” Xiao Nuo asked.

Han Mo answered seriously, “I’ll slack off for a while.”

Xiao Nuo: “???”

Xin Chen: “Captain, are you busy today?”

No response.

After saying that, Han Mo directly turned off the microphone.

He removed his fingers from the keyboard, suddenly grabbing Yan Yibing’s calf. Then, using force, he pulled Yan Yibing’s gaming chair over.

Yan Yibing’s body suddenly slid down, startled. He quickly grabbed the chair handles, exclaiming, “What are you doing!”

Han Mo’s fingertips ambiguously rubbed against Yan Yibing’s leg, then he pulled the chair towards him. His knee forcefully squeezed between Yan Yibing’s legs.

He stood up and pressed down, covering Yan Yibing on the chair.

“Don’t you know what I want to do, Master?”

Yan Yibing frowned, his throat tightening. “Do you have no professionalism as a pro player? Instead of testing the new team member properly, you dare to throw your mouse in the middle of a game?”

Han Mo pushed forward again, and his gaze, filled with implications, swept over Yan Yibing, lightly laughing, “If it were in front of the captain, I would definitely overcome any disturbances and continue, but now my boyfriend is teasing me, and I just want to address his needs.”

Yan Yibing blushed at the roots of his ears and cursed, “Damn it, who said you’re my boyfriend!”

Han Mo’s fingers slid down, provocatively hooking onto the edge of Yan Yibing’s pants. As he inched in, he teasingly said, “Did you enjoy the barbecue? Have you eaten the lamb kidney I ordered?”

With a soft tone, Han Mo, carrying a not-so-subtle implication, whispered in Yan Yibing’s ear, tendrils of warmth slipping into Yan Yibing’s ear canal.

“Is it delicious?”

“Do you feel hot?”

“Can I help you?”

Author’s Message:

Han Mo: Master, don’t hide. I’ll seriously ‘help’ you.

Thank you for reading!