National School Prince Is A Girl

Suddenly, a slender figure came over, still carrying a strong book gas.

The man was standing behind the drop, a half-open white coat and gold-rimmed glasses worn on the tall nose bridge.

It made people unable to associate him with Xiao Shen, who is known as a group soul, for a moment.

But that beautiful face is familiar to everyone playing eSports.

Feng Yang was there, looking at Xiao Jing who appeared, telling him his instinct as a man.

This person did not appear here by accident.

Even though the opponent is a player he has always admired.

But there are some things that he still doesn't want to give up.

However, when playing the game, I noticed that someone was behind me, and when I rolled my eyes, my beautiful eyes clearly showed surprise: "Captain?"

"Huh." Xiao Jing's voice was very weak.

After hiding the game characters in the grass, he reopened: "Is there to eat with the professors here?"

Xiao Jingban leaned back there, did not answer her words, but extended his hand and pointed on the screen with his fingertips: "ranking?"

"Well." Luoluo was a little confused as to why the captain would appear here.

Xiao Jing said again: "Wait until you finish playing."

After being watched like this, the drop operation was not as smooth as the finger just now. The captain appeared here, what the hell was it.

Halfway through the fight, Luoluo suddenly realized what he thought, and glanced at the person opposite: "Captain, this is Fengyang."

"Have seen." Xiao Jing nodded toward the wind, his eyes deep and a little deep.

Feng Yang suddenly understood what it meant.

Fingers paused there.

He originally thought that Xiao Shen appeared, but it was because he was worried that Luoluo would meet a scum man like last time.

I am planning to prove myself.

But now I realize that it is not so.

As a fan, he clearly knew that when he looked at Xiao Shen, there would always be too many things hidden in his eyes.

There is worship, longing, and maybe something else.

But he never thought that those other things would be like.

It was probably too deep in public.

Even with Xiao Shen.

They are hidden too deep.

Many people think they are just the relationship between the captain and the players.

I never thought about these two people in that respect.

It wasn't until today's private occasion that Feng Yang discovered that the intimacy between those two people naturally occurs.

Those who are together in peacetime are different.

That seems to be an atmosphere that will only be available after many years.

Even if it is not love, it is difficult for other people to get involved.

Xiao Jing was still watching Luoluo playing games. When she saw that her attention was not here, she reopened: "I will play faster."

Luoluo really couldn't beat it anymore. He put the phone in his hand, looked at his side face, and then looked at the long, white hand, moving back and forth on the screen, as if he was very serious.

So I couldn't ask the words "Where are the professors".

Like Qin Mo and Xiao Jing, everyone has their own specific tricks when playing games.

That is because of the unique play formed by walking and hand speed.

The average person cannot learn at all.

In the new wave of team battles, Xiao Jing walked around in a circle, first flashed the skills thrown by the other party, and then rushed into the crowd, pulling between them, forming a formation that perfectly harvested two heads.

In an instant.

The onlookers were a little bit fried.

"Wait a minute, am I going to be wrong? This position doesn't look like a goddess, right?"

"Unusually fierce, I couldn't help reminding me of Xiao Shen."

"What do I always feel about the truth upstairs."

"Fighting three consecutive lives, Xiao Shen is right."

"Why is Xiao Da playing with the goddess of falling?"

"This is indeed a problem. What should I do if I feel inexplicable?"

"I raised my god and I had been with the goddess for a long time, did it fit into Xiao Da?"

"Look at the great god Lin Feng said, I should be dating Goddess with the goddess of fall. That's right. There are a few brain cells.

"I can't figure it out, can't Xiao Da chase the coffee shop to disturb each other's appointment! Call me the Truth Emperor!"

"impossible!"

"It's impossible to add one!"

"Don't make up for it too much, my Xiao Shen and Luo Zhuo Impossible, just a team."

As soon as this word came out, people began to deny the previous conjecture, plus the game quickly won.

Feng Yang understands that even if he sits down again, he can't change anything. There is a little pain in his heart.

But some are not reconciled.

After seeing those words online.

As a fan, I just think that his goddess is not worthy of others.

When the two of them were walking fast, they suddenly opened their mouths. The voice was not loud enough, but it was enough for all three to hear: "Luo Luo, can I continue to contact you?"

After a while, then smiled: "Of course, wechat contact, you can also use the trumpet to rank in the future, and the big one is eye-catching."

"Huh." Feng Yang's nature was a bit cold, and after that sentence, his face was a little hot, but his purpose was basically achieved.

Whether that person is Xiao Shen or not.

It should also be understood that there are many people who like their goddess.

Xiao Jing did have a slight wave of light eyes because of that sentence.

He thought the two people only added friends in the game.

Are even WeChat friends?

Luoluo didn't understand why the captain appeared, and he just asked something.

But he suddenly took off his white coat and threw his hand to her: "Go around."

The captain was so considerate, and she was a little unaccustomed to it, not to mention that she was not cold either. Those eyes only blinked and did not move.

Xiao Jing looked at her and knew she didn't realize it. After thinking about it, her waist bar bent slightly and her fingers touched the white coat in her hand again.

Luoluo was shocked by the sudden approach. The two were too close. At this position, she could just see the hair on the top of his black head, and all the breath of his book was fragrant.

Xiao Jing didn't speak, only wrapped the two sleeves of the white coat over and tied a bow from her waist.

Realizing what he had done, his eyes suddenly changed, and he looked at him with a red face: "I'm here?"

"Hmm." Xiao Jing rarely looked at her like this, and when she raised her eyes, she seemed to smile a little: "It's a big red."

Luoluo stretched out his hand to cover his face, and the beauty was beautiful, saying what she looked like: "It's really shameful, my image is gone, Captain, that windy just now, shouldn't you see it?"

"Does it matter if he sees it or not?" Xiao Jing said, copying it into his trousers pocket with one hand, and then raised his head. When he looked at the elevator, his eyes deepened ...