The KPL’s Number One Mid Laner

In the middle of a game.

Xu Yuan had seen enemies verbally abuse their whole team, but never someone as gentle as “star.”

He was gentle and polite to everyone. Was he some kind of benevolent goddess?

Xu Yuan suspected he must have been a walking hot-water bottle in his past life, eager to warm even his enemies.

“Xu Yuan, could you clear the minion wave in mid?”

“Hey, are you serious? We’re enemies, not teammates. If you keep this up, won’t everyone think you’re a spy I sent over?” Even Xu Yuan, the enemy midlaner, was starting to question reality.

“Doesn’t matter. The important thing is that everyone has fun.”, star

There were countless strange things in the world, and Xu Yuan had seen his fair share.

But what shocked him most was that the enemy midlaner, star, had been harboring those feelings for him for three years...

Xu Yuan fell ill, and Zhou Xingxing came over with a smile to look after him, as though nothing had ever happened.

Xu Yuan: “Go away. I don’t want to see you.”

“If you don’t want to see me, you can close your eyes.” Zhou Xingxing said with a laugh as he peeled an apple.

“How can you be like this? You did that without my permission...”

Zhou Xingxing promptly covered his chattering mouth. “Forgot? You disappeared without a word for three years. I don’t think you asked my permission then, either.”

Bitter rivals on the battlefield vs. sweethearts

A seemingly gentle but secretly calculating top vs. an innocent, flirtatious social butterfly bottom