You Boys Play Games Very Well Chapter 67-70: Starting from the Cat Food, Being Trapped in

67-70: Starting from the Cat Food, Being Trapped in the Cat Climbing Trees, Loyal to the Cat Courtyards

Chapter 67

During sumr vacation, the broadcast platform traffic was higher. In order to gather more popularity during the holiday season, Fighting Cat signed the contract with Shan Zhu early.

Shan Zhu was limited in the scope of his activities now, so he could only go out in town with Ling ng during the day and had to go back to stream on ti at night. Ling ng let Shan Zhu use the desktop he had used in high school. The network speed at ho was also very ideal. The only downside was that there was no cara.

The Mang God face powder couldn’t accept it, every day crying out and scratching at the earth, writing demands in their own blood for the cara; the skill powder took pleasure in the misfortune of these superficial fans: Who could have thought? Mang God used to stream without showing his face!

But also thanks to this, no one knew that Shan Zhu secretly went to Ling ng’s ho. According to their intel, Ling ng went ho on vacation and Mang God was still in North Hebei. Therefore, the well-known Fighting Cat dog abuse couple had activated the short-term long-distance mode, giving the millions of Galaxy single dogs a fasting vacation.

It was the sumr competitive season so wonderful match replays beca the regular program every night on Mang God’s broadcast room. Those who really wanted to learn how to play the ga and those who loved watching gas listened to the loud and firm voice without the cara. Even Lemon Dad and his filial sons all gathered there to watch with their paternal mindset.

In the middle of his monologue, Shan Zhu looked over his shoulder by instinct and caught a hamster popping his head in the door and looking around.

Ling ng, with a fruit tray prepared by Lemon Ma in his hand, squeezed through the door with his cheeks puffed out. At first glance, who knew how many pieces had been stolen.

Shan Zhu crooked his finger at this hamster and Ling ng turned back and shut the door, then he crept in soundlessly.

Ling ng approached and found that Shan Zhu was comnting on a replay of VEGETABLE’s afternoon ga. The Vegetable team had excelled this season since the opening loss against FRUIT, so far they hadn’t lost. The captain, Shan Yao, who was especially carrying, was the favorite of many people.

With his hand, Shan Zhu pulled Ling ng into his arms. Regarding the Porn Anchor, Ling ng was used to playing around with the rascal Mang, so he sat down on his thigh and ate fruit while watching the beautiful match.

Shan Zhu had a person in his arms but the rhythm of his comntary wasn’t ssy. The techniques and intentions of the players and the situation of the match were all analyzed clearly. Ling ng watched it and was drawn into the match, so that even when the Porn Anchor put his hand into his clothes, he didn’t even notice the misbehavior.

When he ca back to his senses, Shan Zhu had rubbed and touched all over the lemon peel.

Ling ng squinted at Shan Zhu in a sign of dissatisfaction, so Shan Zhu exercised restraint for a little bit, didn’t make it past three seconds, and began to walk his hands up and down.

Ling ng pretended to struggle, but was afraid of his movents making too much noise. Each ti he was a centiter away from stopping Shan Zhu with a good show of force, the motion turned into covertly fanning on the big shot.

Shan Zhu gobbled up this paper tiger. After rubbing the two red lemon nubs, he went even further and moved his hands downward. How could this Ling ng let him cross the line so easily, protecting his waistline from the salty pig hand from entering. Shan Zhu made two unsuccessful raids, then returned to attack the chest. Ling ng instantly covered his chest, but Shan Zhu seized the opportunity to slip through the gap and broke through the outer tower of the base.

Ling ng understood that this Shan Zhu had used the thod of making a feint in the east in order to attack in the west. It so happened that the player in the match had also used this most-commonly-used trick in the Galaxy strategy. The corners of Shan Zhu’s mouth tipped up in a smile when he spoke the four syllables “misdirection.”

Ling ng gnashed his teeth and gripped Shan Zhu’s wrist to break it out. But Shan Zhu was in and didn’t plan on coming out. After a couple of seesawing rubs to his thighs, the ground invasion force broke into Ling ng’s underwear as if it were a walk in the park.

Ling ng bit him on the shoulder in anger, but Shan Zhu absorbed the pain, determined not to let go. Though Ling ng squeezed his thighs tightly, the little lemon disappointed him by raising its head from between his legs. It was imdiately caught firmly in Shan Zhu’s hands.

Ling ng narrowly swallowed back his sounds, his dignity forcing the sound to shrink back. He knew just how many people were in Shan Zhu’s broadcast room. The brain powder of Mang God not only watched the stream but also recorded the video. If he made a little noise today, how could Lemon Daddy mix in with the rest of the universe?

It was probably impossible to expect Shan Zhu to show restraint on behalf of the live broadcast. Ling ng didn’t know how he did it, calmly analyzing the match video while pinching his mber and playing with it. These two things continued in parallel and Ling ng was in his arms leaking like a sieve, but there wasn’t even a hint of abnormal fluctuation in Shan Zhu’s voice.

Shan Zhu could multitask, but Ling ng couldn’t. All that floated in his ears where the familiar words, though he couldn’t put them together in complete sentences. Shan Zhu’s touch made him tremble all over. In order not to arouse suspicion, he could only bury his face deep in the other’s chest to suppress the moans into muffled sobs. Unless the audience brought 800,000 Watt hearing aids, they wouldn’t be aware of the existence of a second person.

However, the audience not knowing doesn’t an that Ling ng didn’t know. Shan Zhu’s unbridled behavior gave him the illusion of being molested in public, making him nervous but also a little excited. Several tis he was stimulated to the edge, but he was too nervous to shoot out. Ling ng buried his head deeper, to the point where asphyxiation was also disguised as pleasure. His clenched lower lip was shaking, his shoulders were shaking, and his desperately curled toes were shaking.

As the climax approached, Ling ng clenched Shan Zhu’s shirt between his teeth and gripped Shan Zhu’s arm with both hands; that was all that was holding him back from screaming.

Shan Zhu grabbed so paper towels and wiped the lemon juice from his hands. Ling ng had just co down from the “The Anchor Blew Up” show but his brain was still empty and he was so lethargic he only had the strength to protest against the anchor silently:

Have you been told wrongly what “Porn Anchor” ans? Is this what people do? “Porn Anchor” is not enough to describe your animal behavior when you stream!

Shan Zhu also pointed to his right arm, where there were five nail marks from Ling ng’s pinching, the deepest one had faintly drawn blood, aning, I’m a monster, you’re a beast, there’s not much difference between us.

In the face of Shan Zhu’s allegation, Ling ng mouthed the phrase “serves you right” and then, not at ease, pushed his lips together and blew. Shan Zhu smiled and crooked his neck, kissing the hairline slightly damp with sweat.

Shan Zhu continued to comntate on the match. Ling ng used the excuse of his soft legs to avoid leaving his nest, slumped lazily in Shan Zhu’s arms and trying to smooth out the part of the shirt on the other side of his chest that he bit into a wrinkle.

Release was always accompanied by exhaustion and Ling ng’s eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. The sound in his ears was very hypnotic and he couldn’t hold back a yawn.

Shan Zhu continued to speak and then found the man in his arms had gone motionless and took a look. Ling ng was sleeping soundly and drooling; it looked pretty amusing.

“And then when it cos to the skill of the Empire…..”

“Porn Anchor!” Ling ng suddenly roared.

Shan Zhu:?

Barrage:???

Ling ng’s eyes didn’t open either: “Get your paws off !”

Shan Zhu: …..

Barrage:?????

“I’m telling you, Daddy is not ￥#%&*&……” Ling ng shifted as if to move, facing away from the mic so he vaguely couldn’t be heard.

The barrage didn’t say much, rely full of “?”

“ngng is asleep, sleep talking.”

Still “????????”

Shan Zhu pressed pause: “Hold on, I’ll put him to bed first.”

“???????????????????”

— Put him to bed? So what was the position just now?

— Are you telling that these days porn anchors are streaming with a clear stream anchor in their arms?

— Is that why you don’t use the facecam?

— Is worthy of being the top porn anchor of Fighting Cat, heehee

— New powder weakly raising my hand, just a few days experience; this anchor isn’t very serious, why do you call him porn anchor? Who is the clear stream anchor again?

……

Shan Zhu moved Ling ng to the nearby bed, tucking him in with the quilt. Ling ng kicked out with his foot, flipping it off to sleep soundly.

Fortunately it was sumr. Shan Zhu left him, going back to the computer. The old powder were keenly sharing the common knowledge on the porn anchor and the clear stream anchor with the new powder.

“Alright, going to keep my voice down, let’s go on.”

— Go on? Who will go on with you?

— Go on…..to explain why ngng is with you?

— You can’t talk loudly because the clear stream anchor is sleeping soundly? If you really care about him, turn on the cara and use sign language.

— Ho for sumr vacation? Short-term long distance? Letting the single dogs have a fasting vacation?

— Heartaching for Godfather who wasn’t going to see Dad for a vacation, must have been a fool [smile]

— Soone, report the deceitful anchor. [smile]

— Looking at your stream again, I’m a dog [smile] ao ao ao

“He did go ho and didn’t lie to you.” Shan Zhu corrected, “It’s just that I’m at his ho right now.”

— Single dogs are hit by a 1 billion pound food order, this single dog brought it [smile]

— You used to feed us dog food, now you’re going to eat dog at?

— Why do you think you want to be fed dog food? Wasn’t it to fatten you up?

— Why do you eat dogs, dogs are hot…..dip in the sauce and eat it, it’s more tasty.

“There wasn’t such a plan. There was a little accident, this is ahead of schedule. ngng’s family is in good character, he didn’t encounter any resistance.”

— Wait, wait! Does that an you’ve t the parents?

— I rember it wasn’t long ago that Mang God announced they were off the list, right??

— Oh my god, do you anchors love to race against ti so much for the big life events?

— What ti in the live of the wedding??

— What ti is the live of the son’s first month birthday???

— Is there anyone else who cares that this is a ga stream…..

……

40 minutes later

Ling ng stretched out into a big slouch, flipped over to look and saw Shan Zhu was still live.

Shan Zhu glanced back at him: “You’re awake.”

Ling ng:?

“Co and say hello to everyone.”

Ling ng:???

Chapter 68

— Famous anchor, deceiving the audience! Separation only on the surface, an act against the heavens!

After “you boys play gas very well~”, Ling ng once again realized the deficiency of the Mang Kingdom people’s language. For several days in a row, Mang God’s broadcast room was almost dominated by this one line.

The water friends who missed the stream that day, driven by such a heyday of condemnation, quickly went to Station B to catch up on the history and turned around to join the army in the crusade against the unscrupulous anchor.

Ling ng played dead at first, then found that the ss didn’t pass by and had to co out and explain:

“We really didn’t cheat the audience, I was supposed to be ho on vacation…..well, it took a few days for to get ho……

“The unexpected events, nobody wanted it…..the Queen Mother’s mind is very ticulous, I’m good too, ah….what do you an, separation only on the surface, we weren’t living together either…..

“My ho really doesn’t have a cara, didn’t intentionally not turn it on…..we’re not doing sothing shady, you don’t believe Mang God and don’t believe , yet I’m such a serious clear stream anchor….Alright, I’m CHUO! I’m really CHOU! Forgive Daddy!”

— Clear stream anchor, report him.

— Failed to live up to your words, shaful father!

— Just tell that you’re going to make up for my forced weight loss during this vacation – fill my belly with dog food [forced smile]

At this ti, Shan Zhu entered the room with a tray of fruit, catching sight of Ling ng giving his hurried explanation. Luckily there was no cara, otherwise everyone would have been able to see his head, which was scruffed up into a chicken nest.

Shan Zhu, who didn’t think it was a big deal, sat down next to him and said, “Don’t worry, eat so fruit, explain slowly.”

Ling ng: ….I really want to cut him into a pattern of mango slices and take a big bite!

“I’m telling you, this guy has been really shaless, in order to curry favor with his mother-in-law (popo – husband’s mother). My ma likes him more than right now, have you seen this fruit tray? When I was ho previously, I used to get at most washed fruit but now this falls just short of carving the fruit into a phoenix for him…..Oh, yes, you can’t see it.’

— Is it popo or zhangmu (wife’s mother) when you speak in your heart?

— Don’t refer to her as the wrong generation, the mama of Daddy is nainai (paternal grandmother).

— My nainai is good with a knife, this (male) phoenix begs for a lifelike (female) phoenix carving! [pretending to see it]

— So does this an my nainai agreed to the marriage?

— I’m against it!

— Household demons and ghosts, this perfect couple, this is your turn to oppose the ideal couple!

……

Chapter 69

In the end, there was more and more opposition for the marriage of the ideal couple and Ling ng had to stream on his phone to quell the public’s outrage.

“This is the bedroom where I grew up, not bad, right? It’s just a littler smaller. That’s my bed.”

— The bed is a little small, isn’t it?

“No, since I was a kid, I’ve been skinny.”

— Since childhood, has been a shou.

(t/n: skinny (shou) and bottom (shou) are pronounced the sa but are written with different characters)

“Why don’t you empty-ear people join in editing love lyrics?

— Is that bed so small that you can’t squeeze in?

“Squeeze? Why is there squeezing? …..Mang God sleeps in my dad’s study! That’s enough!”

“That’s my computer over there, Mang God has been using it to stream recently.” Ling ng gave the desktop a close-up, “See, there really is no cara, not deliberately not turning it on.”

“Mang God? Mang God is eating mangoes next to .” Ling ng turned the cara towards him and found the fruit tray was almost empty and that the mango juice that Shan Zhu had splashed on his fingertips was still there, “…..You were supposed to leave so for .”

— Don’t be angry, there’s a bigger one over there.

— Mang God: My whole mango is yours, isn’t it enough?

— New powder seeing the anchor for the first ti, rubbing my hands like an excited fly.

— The anchor is too handso not to turn on the facecam, reported.

“I was going to buy one, it’s not that much money anyway,” Shan Zhu said, licking his fingers, “But ngng said no.”

Ling ng: …..

“I an, they were going to see you in my ho, no way.”

— The absence of a cara, most likely a conspiracy.

— The family has a lemon essence, you can’t take a look.

“And can you stop licking your fingers, it looks really porny.”

“I am a Porn Anchor, there’s nothing to fear.” Shan Zhu grabbed so paper towels and wiped his hands, “Shouldn’t it be that you’re afraid to be alone in a room with a Porn Anchor?”

Ling ng’s face was a little red. Luckily, the phone wasn’t aid at him. “What are you talking about, we, we’re in this situation, can you say we’re alone in the room? Besides and you in the room, aren’t there a million more keen water friends?”

— Shocked! One bedroom in the district can accommodate 1,000,002 people!

— ngng’s bedroom —- it can really store a lot.

— Who fucking stepped on my foot? Can the friend on the bed make so room for ?

— Friends on the bed, please act consciously and give the stage back to the main character, thank you.

— Million Water Friends: Excuse !

“Oh, that’s right, I’ll show you my awards.”

He had a little award shelf in his room, there were still a few dals hanging on the sides: “There are from the competitions during my six years of secondary school. This was my first long-distance race in junior high school, took third place, most of the back row is first place……”

Introducing them to everyone: “And this one, my trophy (jiang bei) for the District Competition Long Distance Champion, aweso, yeah? When it was sent to , I thought it was pure gold.”

— My father is aweso!

— I just cleaned my hands, can I touch your JB?

— I just cleaned my JB, can I touch your hands?

— Long distance champion? You? Don’t tease , with your thin arms and legs.

— Primary school competitions attended by ngng in junior high school, the referee can’t see the difference anyway.

“It’s true! When I was young, I was skinny, so I looked like I was easy to bully. The teacher said I’d better practice a sport, so I just practiced distance running…..

“…..you can’t beat others at long distance running, but you can run away!

“…..No, not short and thin, just skinny! I’m telling you, I wasn’t too short!”

The majority of those watching were doubting, so Ling ng hurried to find help outside of the audience. “If you don’t believe , ask Mang God; am I good at running?”

“Yes,” Shan Zhu seriously echoed, “The one that shines when he runs.”

— Kinetic, kinetic energy power generation?

— Mind you, this lemon is coated with a fluorescent agent.

— Focus point: the origin of the shine ssage

— Good mory, class representative! I’m going to go reread that Weibo post…..

“What kind of person would shine?” Ling ng also thought of the “confession” post, “You’re not saying at that ti…..?”

You fell for ?

Shan Zhu understood his aning: “No, before then.”

“When was that?”

“That ti you went to the university shop?”

“…..Fuck! I knew you were upstairs peeping!”

— What are these two playing at?

— Seems to be discussing their first ti?

“Don’t lead the rhythm, housekeeper?”

“He’s asking ‘when was his my heartbeat boy.”

Ling ng looked back over the shopping experience of that ti more closely: “That ti, I looked up too.”

“First impression’s strong point was ‘very good-looking’, I couldn’t believe that real life Lemon Dad had such a painting style, a little contrasting.” Shan Zhu covered his mouth slightly, “That’s a saying: starting with the face value…”

“Superficial!”

“….trapped by the face value, loyal to the face value.”

“…..should I go next door and thank my ma for giving this face?”

“No, it’s a little better to let auntie think I’m being attracted to your inner beauty.”

“Of course, I’m beautiful inside too.”

“Let’s keep tricking the parents with words like that.”

Ling ng:???

— Wait, wait, Mang God, do you no longer need to be the chief Ning Blower plus V?”

— This is a man; once he gets it into his hands, he won’t cherish it.

— Mang God has dissected the journey of his heart, ngng, it’s your turn.

“What journey,” Ling ng was a little disgusted with the topic, “Was it, started with the cat food, trapped by the cat climbing tree and loyal to the cat courtyard?”

— Excuse ?

— Look, I told you this was just keeping a mistress!

— Xiang God:?? I can do that too?

“Are you implying that I should brush car courtyards to you?”

“Joking, joking,” Ling ng quickly changed his tune, “Let think, uh….started with the food delivery, got trapped in the running, was loyal to the fighting, that’s it.”

— It’s okay to list a dozen.

— The true love evaluation is error-free.

— Xiang God:??? I’m fine with that too!

“I’m joking too.”

Ling ng:?

“Actually, what attracted was never your face value.”

Ling ng:???

“Stop! Don’t say anything!” Ling ng stopped him, “I regard everything you just said before as absolutely true. Except for the line about shining. How can a man shine?”

Shan Zhu held out his hand towards him.

“What?”

“Heartbeat boys hold hands successfully8.”

Ling ng: =_,=

— Kikikiki, despicable, despicable, despicable~

— Audio artist, got the wrong track!

— I love you~ You are my Roo8~

— I love you~ You are my Butterfly~

“Stop singing, NILI Mang God is going to stream, today’s hasn’t been not long enough and will be insufficient to et the quota at the end of the month!”

Chapter 70

Two days later, Shan Zhu went back to North Hebei with a box of Ling ng’s hotown specialties. Ling ng specially sent a little Weibo post to tell the world:

@Lemon: Sending off @Mangosteen to return ho! This ti it really, really, really is long-distance!

— @FanA: Long distance on the surface, we understand.

—- @Lemon: It’s true! I’m sick at heart (sour) if I deceive you.

— @FanB: How many days are you going to stay this ti? Or how many hours?

—- @Lemon: I’m not going back until school starts, absolutely no face-to-face contact!

— @FanC: I listened to the voice of Mang God these past two days of live broadcasts, the sound was a little bad, is that okay?

—- @Lemon: NILI Mang God wasn’t acclimatized, he has a little cold!

……

After Shan Zhu left, Ling ng’s vacation was a little dull. Lemon Ma realized the problem was a little serious: this kid was really in love, he could only eat three bowls of her cooking.

There was no break from Shan Zhu’s streams; every night, Ling ng was on ti in the broadcast room to “listen” to him live.

Another million powder had written their letters in blood, threatening to raise money to buy the anchor a cara. The cat climbing trees were brushed one after another. Nevertheless the Fighting Cat Face Value-Ge was unmoved.

Instead, Ling ng looked at the pure ga screen for two days and his heart felt a little itchy.

Ling ng: There are not many anchors who don’t sell their face these days.

Shan Zhu was streaming after a simple announcent he was back on Weibo.

Shan Zhu: Hmm?

Ling ng: You must be a rare nationally-conserved fruit species.

Shan Zhu: You want to see ?

Before Ling ng could understand what he was saying, he got a video call request.

The video connected, Shan Zhu smiled at him through the cara. If he were a bowl of lemon ice, he would have lted.

Shan Zhu touched his lips with his index finger, signaling for him not to talk. Ling ng nodded like a chicken pecking rice, gesturing back with a strong OK sign.

Shan Zhu continued to comntate. Ling ng was lying on the bed with his zood-in face, it couldn’t be more beautiful.

A million of water friends were listening live, but only this father could see the anchor!

Shan Zhu’s eyes occasionally drifted over and the two people smiled across the cara.

The next ti Shan Zhu’s eyes moved, Ling ng stuck his tongue out.

And the next ti Shan Zhu’s eyes moved again, Ling ng squeezed his eyes shut.

Ling ng discovered a fun, new pasti. He was a man who could be made into an expression pack; in one minute, he could make 60 faces, without repeating one once.

The water friends were puzzled, obviously it was a serious match, why did the anchor sound like he was smiling?

— Is there a happy event at the anchor’s place?

— Could it be that you won a bet on this match?

— Didn’t you say you’re long-distance with ngng, why do you sound happy?

Ling ng saw Shan Zhu bow his head and quickly write sothing, he held up the paper and showed him a mont later.

— If wacky behavior continues, this ends.

Ling ng had been making a very awkward grimace. His squinted eyes saw six words and they reached through to his brain. His originally very exaggerated face beca instantly expressionless.

This ti Shan Zhu couldn’t hold back, he chuckled while smiling.

— What the hell is going on at the anchor’s place, say it to make us happy too?

— How much did you win on this match? Can I buy in with you next ti?

— Does it make you so happy to be with separated from ngng?

“ngng, get up and eat fruit.”

Ling ng jumped up in fright: “Ma!”

Barrage:???

As soon as he jumped up, Lemon Ma naturally saw Shan Zhu in the video.

“Aiya, isn’t that Xiao Shan?”

“…..” Shan Zhu bowed his head, “Hello, auntie.”

Barrage:?????

Ling ng quickly pushed his ma out: “Ma, why didn’t you knock on my door before entering the room?”

The innocent Lemon Ma was pushed out with the fruit tray: “I knocked for a long ti, you didn’t hear . Who knew you were so engaged in doing that.”

“Don’t talk so loudly! He’s live!”

“Ah? I’m not going to be in the fra, am I?”

……

The sound faded away, Shan Zhu cleared his throat in a nonchalant manner.

“Excuse , there was an accident, we’ll go on.”

— Go on? Who’s going to go on with you?

— Go on……to explain why ngng is with you?

— Co, report the deceitful anchor. [smile]

— Famous anchor, deceiving the audience! Separation only on the surface, a cri against heaven!

— Why do I feel like I’ve seen this barrage.

— The author copied and pasted the again~

“We’re really not together now.”

— This anchor is full of deceit.

— ngng’s bedroom —- I can imagine it!

Shan Zhu’s head hurt: “I’m going to buy a cara tomorrow, the story can move on, yeah?”

— If this is your deception, I am willing to be fooled!

— Anchor, please continue your comntary!

— Don’t let the irrelevant remarks disturb you, we’ve only co here for one purpose – watching the live ga stream!

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Footnotes:

1. rascal Mang (流芒): homophone pun, 流芒 is pronounced liumang, which is hoodlum/rascal using different characters 流氓

2. misdirection (声东击西): idiom about misdirection/deking, feint in the east to strike in the west

3. paper tiger (纸老虎): idiom, a person who appears fierce and powerful but is actually ineffective (all talk, no action)

4. dog at (狗肉): at is slang for smut

5. separation (分居): when a husband and wife live apart

6. CHUO: stinky, shaful, evil

7. lemon essence (柠檬精): slang for soone who is arguntative, jealous, possessive, basically soone who is drinking vinegar a lot

8. heartbeat boy (心动男生), hold hands successfully (牵手成功), Liang ShangBo & Juliet: references to the Chinese dating show If You Are the One, kind of like The Bachelor; the “heartbeat girl”(in the show) is the target for the male contestant, if the girl agrees to date him, they hold hands successfully and (in one season) the song Liang Shanbo & Juliet plays as they walk out

9. phrase with face value: this is a reference to a poem by Wu Gui Jun, “Liking A Person”, that goes “starting from the face value, being trapped in the talent, loyal to the character, infatuated with the flesh, lost in the voice, drunk in the affection”

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[] one of my favorite chapters ? also….one of the longest, oof