230 You help me fly (31)

Taking a long breath, the slender boy leaned down slightly and got very close to the girl, exceeding the safe distance.

Suna barely controlled his heartbeat. He could not see clearly the scene in front of him. The other party slowly blocked the light, as if the outside world was blocked by him.

"I look... not bad, right?" The deep voice brought a burst of electricity from my ears, and because I was so close, even my breath flowed into the air.

Depend on!

Suna bit her lower lip and nodded quickly.

"Then...it's because I have a bad personality?"

Suna shook his head.

Jing Lin: "..."

So the fundamental reason is that she doesn't have this idea about herself?

The aura is even colder.

Jing Lin's eyes were calm and before he could ask a question, he was hugged around the waist, and his arms were suddenly filled with a feeling he had never experienced before.

Suna skillfully hugged his Qingjun and thin waist, just in time to hit his chin on his shoulder, and rubbed it without any pressure.

He hugged me tightly.

Jing Lin was a little dazed and blinked his long eyelashes in confusion.

He was obviously confused by her natural movements.

The tip of his nose was filled with a faint fragrance, and the top of the girl's soft hair was leaning against his neck, and he could feel it with a slight movement.

So sweet and soft.

A different feeling, like strawberry-flavored mints on a hot summer day.

And that cup of refreshing and refreshing strawberry sparkling water.

It's the first time I'm so close to someone of the opposite sex. I don't feel any resentment, only love.

The young man's body was a little stiff, and his deep and quiet eyes looked quietly at the blue-reflective glass wall in front of him, reflecting the blurry figures of the two people embracing each other.

There is also a quiet blue deep in the dark and beautiful eyes.

After a long while, the white fingers gently grasped each other, and the slightly raised muscles on them brought out the charming sexiness.

The young man frowned.

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In the air-conditioned room, everyone sat on e-sports chairs and watched the game replays intently.

In order to discover problems more intuitively, understand the status of teammates in different lanes.

"What do you think?" The captain took a sip of water calmly.

"I'm looking at Alin's perspective." Suna clicked the mouse to check without squinting, and answered smoothly.

"puff!!"

Da Fei spurted out a mouthful of water, did you hear that right?

Ah Lin? !

Guiqiang and the others looked at Jingshen after hearing this. The other party didn't have much reaction. The computer in front of them showed the perspective of the mage.

Fat Tiger opened his eyes wide and slowly exchanged glances with the two equally surprised people.

what happened?

Are they together? !

After Guiqiang came to his senses, he suppressed his excitement and quickly sent a message:

[KL Guiqiang: When Jingshen sent her back yesterday, she came back quite late. 】

[KL ghost voice: Could it be...]

[KL Fat Tiger:? ? ! 】

[KL Dafei:...]

it is more than words.

Guiqiao suddenly coughed and repeated, pretending to be casual: "Oh... you are looking at Alin."

His eyes moved to the calm young man next to him. The other man looked at the screen and said calmly, "I'm watching Nabao."

"………………"

It's over, it's over, the fans of the Girlfriends-to-be are going to explode!

Da Fei: "Does the coach know about your affairs?"

"We just confirmed the relationship last night." When Jing Lin is casual, he always gives people a lazy and casual feeling. "We've discussed it, there's no rush."

The contract Jing Lin originally signed was only for two years. KL teammates are not aware of the other circumstances, but what impressed him most was Jing Shen’s casual words:

"I'm anxious to inherit the family fortune."

The devil knows whether it is true or false.

Suna closed the game interface and looked at their incredibly complicated expressions, secretly feeling funny.

Two years, and one more year, which happens to be the period when the international competition ends next year.