Chapter 695
I got hit on
LCK's female host, Yoon Soo-bin, caught up with him, lifting the hem of her white evening gown as she jogged. A charming blush rose on her fair cheeks from the rush, and her chest rose and fell slightly.
"Miss Soobin, is there anything I can help you with?" Su Mo stopped and asked politely in Korean, maintaining a proper social distance.
Yoon Soo-bin walked up to Su Mo, slightly out of breath, and boldly looked at him with her large, watery eyes: "Um... your performance today was really amazing. I... could I take a picture with you alone? Also, I was wondering if you're free in Korea? If so, I'd like to invite you for coffee and ask you some questions about the competition..."
This was said in a very tactful way, but for an adult, the implication of a nationally renowned female host chasing after someone backstage after the competition to invite them for coffee alone is self-evident.
However, before Su Mo could answer...
A languid yet alluring voice suddenly came from the other end of the corridor, spoken in fluent and clear Chinese.
"Oh dear, so our hero is stuck here. I was wondering why we'd been waiting for him for so long."
Along with the sound, an extremely pleasant fragrance, a blend of rose and mature woody notes, wafted over.
Rita walked over gracefully, wearing an extremely form-fitting black haute couture pencil skirt, paired with a high-quality leather jacket, and high heels.
Beside her were Yu Shuang, elegant and sophisticated in a beige trench coat, and Luo Xin and Xiao Yu, playful and mischievous in casual sweatshirts. Behind them, Xi Ran, who had just finished hosting, walked over with a smile, lifting her skirt.
The five beauties of LPL gathered backstage!
These five top beauties, whose looks, figures, and temperament are all unique in the e-sports circle, instantly made the lights in the entire backstage corridor pale in comparison.
Although Yoon Soo-bin couldn't understand Chinese, her womanly intuition instantly alerted her to the "territoriality" emanating from these five Chinese girls.
Rita walked forward without any hesitation, naturally reaching out to take Su Mo's free left arm. Her ample breasts pressed against Su Mo's arm, and she raised her eyes slightly as she looked at Yoon Soo-bin: "Is this Korean host asking our Mo-ge for an autograph?"
Yu Shuang gently stepped forward, took out a lightly scented wet wipe from her bag, and very naturally wiped Su Mo's right hand, which was a little sweaty from holding the mouse for a long time. She smiled and said to Yin Xiubin in fluent English, "I'm sorry, Ms. Xiubin. Su Mo already has plans for tonight. He's waiting for the EDG victory celebration and a gathering with some old friends. Of course, taking a photo together is no problem."
Looking at the several LPL female hosts exuding confidence and charisma, and then at Su Mo, who was surrounded by them and remained calm and composed, Yin Xiubin immediately understood what was going on.
"Ah...it's okay, just a photo is fine. Congratulations to Mo on winning the championship." Yoon Soo-bin forced a polite smile.
Su Mo stood up straight and kept half a shoulder's distance from Yin Xiubin to take the photo.
Watching the Korean female host turn away somewhat dejectedly, Luo Xin couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, nudging Xiao Yu beside her with her elbow: "Tsk tsk tsk, did you see that? If we had arrived even half a step later, this piece of Tang Monk's flesh would have been snatched away by the little Korean devil."
Xiaoyu laughed heartily: "Old Song was just complaining to me on WeChat, saying that Brother Mo not only killed people on stage tonight, but also tried to destroy their spirits off stage. The LCK match was lost, and even the most beautiful female host was almost kidnapped."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Su Mo shook his head helplessly, gently pulling his arm out of Rita's incredibly soft embrace, and flicking her smooth forehead with his index finger. "It was just a polite greeting. Why are you all backstage? Aren't you supposed to take the official team's bus back to the hotel?"
"Ouch~" Rita playfully rubbed her forehead, not angry at all. Instead, she rolled her eyes at Su Mo, a look that could melt anyone's bones. "I came to pick you up from get off work because I was worried you'd get devoured by those crazy Korean female fans. What, now that you've won the championship and the FMVP trophy, you're going to deny it? Who promised us we'd celebrate together at the barbecue restaurant last night?"
Yu Shuang gently draped a long black trench coat, which she had just taken from the lounge, over Su Mo's shoulders and straightened his collar, her movements as practiced as a wife who had been with him for many years: "Alright, stop teasing him. He must be exhausted after playing all night. Coach Mingkai just told me that players are allowed to bring family and friends to EDG's official celebration banquet tonight. Let's go, the car is waiting for us outside."
Yu Shuang pronounced the word "family members" very softly, but it made the girls present exchange knowing smiles.
In this circle, Su Mo's existence is too special. His unwavering composure, as deep as a still mountain, and his inherent gentleness and protectiveness towards those around him have long since completely captivated the girls who have spent every day with him and witnessed his seven-year invincible journey. Although Su Mo is usually as low-key as an old cadre, he possesses the same absolute control over these complex feelings as he does on the field—he's not a jerk; he simply takes them all under his wing with extreme domineering force, giving each of them the favor they deserve.
The group chatted and laughed as they walked towards the underground parking lot.
Su Mo walked in the middle, still holding the thermos in her left hand, while her right hand was quietly held by hope Ran, who had just changed out of her high heels and into a pair of white flat shoes.
Xi Ran's fingers were slightly cool. The moment they touched Su Mo's palm, Su Mo naturally grasped her hand in return, enveloping her soft little hand in his large, warm palm, and even gently stroking the back of her hand with his thumb.
Feeling Su Mo's subtle gesture, hope Ran's ears instantly turned bright red. She lowered her head, but a sweet smile she couldn't suppress appeared on her lips.
The celebratory banquet that evening was held at a top-tier private Korean beef club in Gangnam District, Seoul.
The entire EDG team practically booked the entire second floor.
The atmosphere reached its peak with the popping of champagne. Ah Chen and Xiao Yue were already quite tipsy from being plied with drinks by the club's management and several veteran players.
And in the innermost, most private private room.
Su Mo sat in the main seat, with no wine in front of him, but still the same cup of hot water with goji berries.
And around him were beauties of all shapes and sizes, like swallows and geese.
Rita had already drunk a few cups of sake, and two blushes appeared on her fair cheeks. She took off her coat, leaving only her extremely figure-hugging bodycon dress, and leaned half of her body limply on Su Mo's shoulder.
"Brother Mo..." Rita held a small wine glass in her hand, her eyes gazing dreamily at Su Mo's perfect profile, her breath sweet as orchids, "That kick from Camille at the Dragon Pit today really hit me right in the heart. How did you manage to stay so calm under such extreme circumstances?"
As she spoke, her fingers, painted with bright red nail polish, traced circles on Su Mo's firm chest, seemingly unintentionally. "Just basics." Su Mo put down his chopsticks and naturally reached out to put his arm around Rita's slender waist to prevent her from slipping due to drunkenness. "Don't drink anymore, or we'll have to find someone to carry you back to the hotel."
"No, I'm happy today~" Rita hummed sweetly, then buried her head in Su Mo's neck, greedily inhaling the clean, refreshing scent of him mixed with a faint fragrance of shower gel.
Across from them, Luo Xin and Xiao Yu were fighting over a perfectly grilled Wagyu beef. Seeing this, Luo Xin couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Hey, hey, hey! Rita, can you watch your behavior? You know you can't hold your liquor, but you still insist on drinking. You're clearly just trying to get away with this by pretending to be drunk!"
"That's right!" Xiaoyu also came over, unabashedly squeezing to sit on the other side of Su Mo, and casually used a toothpick to stick a piece of cut watermelon to Su Mo's mouth, saying in a sweet voice, "Brother Mo, don't pay attention to this drunkard, have a piece of watermelon to cleanse your palate. You were so amazing on stage today, and now you have to be bothered by her afterward, it's too tiring."
Su Mo took a bite of watermelon from Xiao Yu's hand, the sweet juice spreading in his mouth. He reached out and ruffled Xiao Yu's hair, making her squint her eyes like a well-behaved kitten.
"I'm happy to do it, what's it to you?" Rita found a more comfortable position in Su Mo's arms, glanced defiantly at Luo Xin and Xiao Yu, and clung tightly to Su Mo's waist, refusing to let go.
Sitting next to Su Mo, Yu Shuang was carefully cutting the grilled meat into small pieces with scissors. She glanced at Rita, who was curled up in Su Mo's arms like a lazy cat, smiled helplessly, and showed no jealousy. Instead, she picked up a piece of grilled meat and naturally offered it to Su Mo's lips.
"Come on, open your mouth. You've used up so much energy today, eat some meat to replenish yourself. You've gotten noticeably thinner these past few days in Seoul." Yu Shuang's voice was so gentle it could melt your heart, and her mature, intelligent eyes were filled with tenderness.
Su Mo did not refuse and ate the roasted meat that Yu Shuang fed him. After chewing and swallowing, he casually pulled a tissue from the table and gently wiped away a drop of oil that had accidentally gotten on Yu Shuang's cheek.
"You don't need to keep busy grilling, you should eat more yourself." Su Mo looked at Yu Shuang with deep and gentle eyes.
Under Su Mo's gaze, which seemed to see right through people, Yu Shuang's heart skipped a beat. She blushed and nodded, "Yes, I understand."
hope Ran sat diagonally opposite Su Mo, holding a cup of warm barley tea. Although she didn't boldly approach him like Rita and Xiao Yu, her bright eyes never left Su Mo for a moment.
In the lobby outside the private room, Ah Chen and his friends were drinking louder and louder, the noise almost lifting the roof off.
Su Mo frowned slightly. He had never been a fan of overly noisy social occasions. Compared to this celebratory banquet, he actually missed the days a few years ago when everyone would gather at the food stalls at the base and eat barbecue skewers.
"Is it too noisy?" Yu Shuang, with her keen perception, immediately noticed Su Mo's fatigue.
Su Mo nodded, unscrewed the thermos, and took a sip of goji berry water: "I've almost finished eating the meat; it's too stuffy inside."
"Shall we sneak out?" Luo Xin's big eyes darted around as she excitedly suggested, "Anyway, you're the star today, the manager will definitely be dragging you around to toast each table later. Let's sneak out the back door and get some fresh air!"
"Great idea!" Xiaoyu immediately raised both hands in agreement.
Su Mo glanced at Rita, who was almost asleep in his arms, and smiled helplessly: "Alright, then let's not bother with them. Pack your things and let's go."
Yu Shuang deftly grabbed Su Mo's coat, while hope Ran quietly opened the door to the private room to check the situation. After confirming that no one was paying attention outside, the girls followed Su Mo like thieves.
Su Mo didn't wake Rita. Instead, he bent down slightly, supported her knees with one hand, and easily carried the hot girl on his broad back.
Rita, still half asleep, leaned against Su Mo's back, her arms instinctively wrapping around his neck, mumbling incoherently, "Brother Mo...you smell so good..."
The autumn wind carried a noticeable chill on the streets of Seoul late at night.
Away from the bustling main road of Gangnam District, the group turned into a quiet, tree-lined path. The streetlights cast long shadows of them.
Su Mo carried Rita on his back, walking steadily in the middle. Yu Shuang walked to his left, naturally adjusting his collar which was billowing in the wind. Xi Ran walked to his right, her hands behind her back, stepping on the edge of the curb, occasionally turning her head to gaze tenderly at Su Mo's profile.
Luo Xin and Xiao Yu, like two little girls who hadn't grown up, ran ahead, stepping on the withered yellow leaves, their clear laughter ringing out. After running a distance, they turned back, each taking one of Su Mo's free arms.
"Are you cold?" Su Mo turned his head and glanced at Xiao Yu, who was dressed in thin clothes.
"With Brother Mo here, it's not cold." Xiaoyu smiled sweetly and pressed herself even closer to Su Mo's arm.
Seven years have passed. From the moment Su Mo first stepped onto the professional stage, these five girls have accompanied him in different roles. They have witnessed him rise from a rising star who amazed the world to an invincible throne that is unprecedented and unparalleled.
To outsiders, Su Mo is an unapproachable demon king, a heartless killing machine. But to them, he will always be the man who likes to drink warm water with goji berries, is a bit averse to trouble, yet always provides everyone with a sense of security at the most crucial moments.
"Gurgle..."
A very untimely soft sound broke the silence of the night.
Luo Xin blushed and covered her stomach, sticking out her tongue somewhat embarrassedly: "Um... I was so busy watching Rita go crazy in the private room that I didn't eat much Wagyu beef."
Su Mo chuckled and glanced at a 24-hour convenience store that was still lit up ahead of him on the street: "Let's go, I'll take you to eat something down-to-earth."
Pushing open the convenience store door, a wave of warmth greeted me with a "Welcome!" message. (End of Chapter)