“Zuzong, isn’t it Han Mo’s birthday on Friday? Should we send him a gift on behalf of the team?” Sun Tianjiao asked Yan Yibing while yawning.
Yan Yibing was getting a massage in the therapy room, also taking the opportunity to rest with his eyes closed. Upon hearing this, he paused, then opened his eyes and asked, “How do you know it’s Han Mo’s birthday?”
Sun Tianjiao, still yawning, placed her finger on his lips and glanced at him. “Haven’t you seen Xiao Ding’s Moments?”
Yan Yibing scoffed lightly. “Come on, why would I follow other team managers? Don’t always try to test me.”
Sun Tianjiao immediately changed his tone with a smile. “Zuzong, what are you talking about? How could I suspect you of betraying me? I really love you.”
Yan Yibing: “Heh.”
This kind of scenario occasionally played out during their leisure time. Sometimes, Sun Tianjiao would act like a young wife who was worried her husband would cheat on her, checking up on every player’s status from time to time.
Actually, he trusted Yan Yibing completely, but for him, constantly understanding the players’ psychological activities was also a part of the job.
Sun Tianjiao said with nonsense, “In the spirit of friendship first, competition second, let’s send Han Mo something that will distract him. If we can divert his attention, it’ll be easier to deal with Prince in the World Championships.”
Yan Yibing’s shoulders were very sore from the massage, but he didn’t care much. He replied to Sun Tianjiao, “Alright, go ahead and send something.”
Sun Tianjiao pondered, “How about sending a beautiful woman? Let Han Mo fall into the whirlpool of love. ‘Spring night is short, the day high, and from now on, the king doesn’t have to rise early for court.'”
Yan Yibing stiffened slightly, looking at Sun Tianjiao with a serious gaze.
He always felt like Sun Tianjiao had sensed something.
Unaware of Yan Yibing’s suspicion, Sun Tianjiao blinked and touched his own face. “What’s wrong, Zuzong? Is there something on my face?”
Yan Yibing shook his head slowly. “No, why are you so sleepy today?”
Although Sun Tianjiao felt the topic change was a bit abrupt, since the question was directed at him, he didn’t mind.
Sun Tianjiao said, “I played games with Manager Bian all night last night, it was so much fun, I didn’t sleep.”
Yan Yibing casually remarked, “Love games?”
Sun Tianjiao slapped his knee and laughed heartily. “You’re really funny, still talking about love games! I went out to dinner with him to discuss contract matters. I casually mentioned sports, saying I have great balance. I did rhythmic gymnastics when I was young and almost got extra points in the college entrance exam. He didn’t believe me, so we made a bet. I had to spin in place ten times, and if I could walk straight to him, he’d give me a 1,000 yuan. How could I not take advantage of this? Don’t underestimate his living room, it’s freaking huge! It’s a full forty meters from the porch to the sofa where he was sitting. It’s a good thing my balance is pretty good; otherwise, I wouldn’t have earned these 20,000 yuan!”
Yan Yibing: “…”
Yan Yibing: “You walked twenty times? From the door to his arms in a daze?”
Sun Tianjiao: “Actually, I could’ve done more, but I thought it was just a small bet. Since I’ve earned so much from clients, I didn’t want them to get angry, so I pretended to feel dizzy. I didn’t expect him to challenge me further, saying I definitely couldn’t do it anymore. He made me laugh. These big shots nowadays, they’re rich and clueless. Not to brag, but with a little effort, I could’ve spun his mansion back.”
Yan Yibing tugged at the corner of his lips expressionlessly.
Okay, it was indeed a love game.
Sun Tianjiao finished boasting about his knack for making money and then restrained his smile. “Alright, no more jokes, How about we give him a set of commemorative coins? The current market price for gold is not bad.”
Yan Yibing: “Whatever you say.”
Sun Tianjiao was surprised. “Aren’t you two very close lately? You even livestreamed together on New Year’s Eve, which scared me. How can you be so indifferent?”
Yan Yibing thought to himself, I’m not indifferent, I’m just too nervous.
He was going to celebrate Han Mo’s birthday on Thursday night at an extremely luxurious restaurant in the sky, and then he booked a couple’s suite at a nearby five-star hotel.
Everything was fine, and they had been dating for some time now, so it was time for some intimacy.
He even prepared Okamoto 003 condoms and oil-based lubricant in advance.
Why did he buy 003 condoms?
Because they are slightly thicker, they might have a delaying effect.
He had been thinking about what would be the best birthday gift for Han Mo.
He bought an expensive watch, but Han Mo didn’t really need the money, and esports players usually don’t wear anything on their hands during training to avoid affecting their performance, so the watch was a bit redundant.
Other than that, the best way to express his feelings was that thing.
Anyway, it was something Little Beast had been looking forward to, but it was always interrupted before.
When he mentioned that they would stay outside on Thursday night, Han Mo raised his eyebrows as if he had sensed something.
Then Han Mo didn’t refuse.
Yan Yibing’s T-seed finally found its use.
That night, after they finished their regular training, Han Mo declined the club’s celebration event for him and met Yan Yibing at the restaurant upstairs.
The sky restaurant was located on the top floor of a building, and the entire structure was built with glass, decorated with various plants and flowers. Through the glass, you could see the bustling cityscape of Magic City, with its colorful lights.
At least half of the menu prices here were paid for the environment.
As soon as they settled into their reserved seats, a waiter came over and placed a small candle lamp floating in water in front of them, then poured two glasses of raspberry juice.
Yan Yibing took a sip of his drink and reached out to touch the flame of the candle.
Warm and flickering, casting trembling shadows on the glass.
Han Mo asked, “Cheese-baked oysters?”
Yan Yibing nodded, but his mind was wandering.
Oysters.
Would they be a boost for tonight?
Actually, Han Mo hadn’t thought so much. He had just looked at the restaurant’s recommended dishes in advance.
In addition to oysters, he also ordered two small cups of chilled sweet shrimps, a grilled steak, a pan-seared swordfish, and two portions of Russian-style borscht.
Desserts would be served after the meal.
The appetizers arrived first, with sweet shrimp and tender vegetables drizzled with sweet vinegar, delicate and soft in flavor.
Yan Yibing only ate the shrimp and gave the remaining vegetables to Han Mo.
When the steak arrived, Han Mo first cut it up and then brought it over to Yan Yibing.
Yan Yibing chuckled dumbfoundedly, “It’s your birthday today, why are you still serving me?”
Han Mo replied naturally, “I like master.”
Yan Yibing’s face flushed at his sudden confession, so he subconsciously swallowed and whispered, “I know.”
The flame of the small candle was orange-yellow, and as the trembling flame was about to burn out, it flickered into orange.
Delicate orange light spots fell on the slightly curled tips of Yan Yibing’s eyelashes, accentuating every flutter of his eyelashes as if they were supporting the flickering candlelight.
Han Mo once again felt that Yan Yibing was the most beautiful person he had ever seen.
Such a handsome person actually belonged to him now.
He had always regretted not staying by Yan Yibing’s side when he was seventeen, not becoming Yan Yibing’s teammate, not becoming the new strength of Zero.
But now, thinking about it, it didn’t seem so bad.
Back then, he wasn’t outstanding enough and not mature enough, so how could he give the best to his master?
He actually preferred the current situation where they stood side by side as kings, fighting their own battles.
He would become a better version of himself first, and then he could love him.
He suddenly felt relieved.
Including his eighteenth birthday, standing by the cold riverbank on that desperate and quiet night.
He had always been losing, losing his mother, losing his master, in utter chaos.
But he had come through it, and only then did he realize that he hadn’t actually lost anything.
The world remained vast and calm as always, not overly unfair to anyone, nor overly pleasing to anyone; it just silently observed the world.
Therefore, God didn’t love the world, that’s why God let people love each other.
Yan Yibing picked up a small piece of swordfish meat and fed it to Han Mo’s lips. “What are you thinking? Daydreaming even while eating?”
Han Mo lowered his eyes and obediently ate the food. “Thinking about the night.”
He was referring to the night of his eighteenth birthday.
But Yan Yibing obviously misunderstood.
Yan Yibing pursed his lips, cleared his throat, and whispered softly, “Got it.”
Han Mo: “?”
Got it… what?
After eating and drinking their fill, Yan Yibing paid the bill, and as they successfully entered the hotel room under the cover of night, Han Mo finally understood what Yan Yibing had gotten.
As soon as the door closed, Yan Yibing’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, and he moved his fingers ambiguously to unbutton his collar.
Han Mo’s gaze fell on his collarbone, and just when he was about to lean over naturally to kiss it, Yan Yibing suddenly raised his hand and pinched Han Mo’s butt.
Indeed, young and often exercised, even the feel of his butt was very good.
Han Mo: “…”
Yan Yibing’s eyes were ambiguous as he softly exhaled, “Go take a shower quickly.”
Han Mo glanced at the sizable bathtub and asked, “Master, aren’t you going to shower with me?”
Yan Yibing replied, “I already did. You go ahead, I’ll wait for you in bed.”
He had indeed already showered, almost scrubbing his skin off.
He felt that it wasn’t very decent to wash up thoroughly in front of Han Mo, it was a bit of a mood killer, so he had prepared in advance before coming.
He even called room service to have a bottle of slightly stronger red wine delivered.
He scattered some rose petals on the bed.
On the carpet, there lay a gentle and clean milky-white carpet, accentuating the vibrant and alluring petals strewn across it.
In the bathroom, the sound of rushing water filled the air.
Han Mo tossed his clothes onto the rack, and the hazy mist instantly fogged up the glass shower, blurring his vision.
Yan Yibing took a deep breath, uncorked the bottle, and poured himself half a glass, taking a few sips.
With a slightly bitter yet mellow taste lingering in his mouth, the scent of wine permeated his entire being.
He glanced at the black shirt inside his suit because Han Mo liked black, so he wore black today.
Afterward, he swept his eyes over the white bathrobe hanging in the closet.
After a moment of hesitation, Yan Yibing decided not to change clothes just yet.
Although the robe was comfortable and convenient, the shirt and trousers exuded more of an elite aura.
The sense of ceremony was crucial.
He placed the lubricant and condoms within easy reach on the bedside table.
Subtle, yet definitely not to be overlooked.
With everything prepared, Yan Yibing felt his mouth dry, so he poured himself another glass of wine.
Feeling the warmth in his stomach, he was thankful for the raspberry juice as a buffer; he didn’t feel too uncomfortable.
After finishing the wine, Yan Yibing climbed onto the bed, scattering rose petals, assuming a very casual yet lazy posture, leaning against the pillow.
About half an hour later, the sound of water stopped.
Yan Yibing’s heart raced, and even his earlobes trembled slightly.
Here he comes!
Han Mo emerged from the steaming bathroom, drying his hair.
At first glance, he saw Yan Yibing lying on the bed, dressed in all black.
Han Mo raised an eyebrow calmly.
Yan Yibing moistened his lips, stained slightly red by the wine, and put down his phone. “Finished showering?”
Han Mo nodded.
The bathrobe’s belt was casually tied around his waist, dangling loosely on his abdomen, hardly holding anything together.
The skin on Han Mo’s chest was faintly visible, reddened by the hot water.
Yan Yibing motioned for Han Mo to come over with a crooked finger.
“Today, you’re twenty years old, little brother.”
Han Mo obediently walked over, patting the scattered petals on the bed before sitting beside Yan Yibing. “Master, had a drink?”
He caught a whiff of alcohol, but it wasn’t unpleasant; it subtly permeated the air with each breath.
Yan Yibing said, “Had a bit. You can have some too.”
Han Mo glanced at the half-empty bottle of wine on the bedside table, his gaze deep. “Okay, I’ll have some later.”
Yan Yibing sat up a bit more, pulling Han Mo closer, leaning in to kiss his lips.
“At twenty, you’re not so young anymore. I won’t be bullying kids anymore.”
Han Mo’s eyes sparkled with a smile. “How does Master want to bully me?”
He was overly obedient, blinking innocently as he allowed Yan Yibing to kiss him.
The faint taste of wine lingered on his lips.
Yan Yibing, in order to reassure him, immediately boasted about his learning abilities, “You don’t need to worry. I’ve watched a lot of videos, listened to plenty of educational content on YouTube, and even checked medical literature. It won’t hurt, I’ll make sure you’re comfortable.”
Han Mo’s eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn’t move. After a while, he chuckled with some curiosity, “Master wants to fuck me?”
Yan Yibing put on an expression of feigned ignorance, “Maybe you should have a drink first. Um… it can numb you a bit. The experts say it might be a little uncomfortable at first, but it gets better later on.”
Finally, Han Mo burst into laughter.
He lazily lay down beside Yan Yibing, letting his robe fall open without any reservations.
“I don’t mind, whatever Master wants is fine. The most important thing in this matter is that both parties are comfortable. But I’m still worried that Master won’t be able to train properly tomorrow.”
Yan Yibing: “?”
Seeing Yan Yibing’s bewildered expression, Han Mo propped his head with one hand and patiently explained, “You see, if you haven’t lifted weights before, using both arms strenuously for a long time will make them tremble the next day. If overused, it might take who knows how long to recover. I remember you mentioning five or six times, so… it should be around three hours, right?”
Yan Yibing furrowed his brow, clearly not considering this aspect.
Not being able to train was not an option.
With the World Championship approaching, teams were busy rehearsing new tactics. With no fresh blood in Zero, the heavy burden still fell on him.
He realized that in the videos, it was quite strenuous for the one on top.
Five or six times… he might not recover from that.
Seeing Yan Yibing lost in thought, Han Mo continued calmly, “I also feel sorry that Master would be too tired, and it’s hard to explain to the club.”
Yan Yibing hesitated, “Then…”
Han Mo: “So, let me do it. Master can just relax and enjoy. It’s all for the sake of training.”
Yan Yibing frowned and glanced at the lubricant on the bedside table. “But I’ve prepared everything.”
Han Mo took his hand, got up, and gently pushed Yan Yibing onto the pillows. “I’ve also prepared, and I often train. This amount of exercise is comfortable for me. Actually, it doesn’t matter who’s on top or bottom, as long as I’m with Master.”
Han Mo kissed Yan Yibing’s collarbone.
Yan Yibing, in a daze, just lay on the bed, watching as each button was undone, his skin gradually cooling.
The red wine finally began to take effect, making him dizzy and disoriented.
He thought that Han Mo’s suggestion was quite reasonable. He was lazy by nature and didn’t like to move much. This level of physical activity was nothing for Han Mo, and they could both continue training tomorrow.
Yan Yibing thought, alright, it’s a pretty satisfactory solution.
By the time he came to his senses, his black shirt had been completely undone, hanging on his arm.
Han Mo’s throat rolled, his voice husky as he leaned close to Yan Yibing’s ear, “Master, turn over, I want to do it from behind.”
Author’s Message:
The next day, Yan Yibing still couldn’t train.
His arms weren’t sore, but… he couldn’t sit still.
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