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Xiao Zeyang was startled by Jing Fan's words. He subconsciously straightened his body, but unexpectedly, Jing Fan hugged him tighter.
And it was at that moment that Xiao Zeyang could clearly hear Jing Fan's deep breathing echoing unbridled in his ears. It was a little itchy, but more of it felt comfortable.
In Xiao Zeyang's impression, although Jing Fan always seemed to make such weird jokes, but now an extremely strange feeling made Xiao Zeyang realize that this time Jing Fan might not really be there. just kidding.
But even so, Xiao Zeyang still didn't make any resistance.
He didn't know whether it was because the aura emanating from Jing Fan made it impossible for him to resist, or whether it was because he had subconsciously begun to try to accept Jing Fan from the initial psychological acceptance and finally gradually transformed into a physical acceptance of Jing Fan ¡
This is not a bad thing, on the contrary, Xiao Zeyang is even excited about it.
Xiao Zeyang is also a boy. Of course he knows what is the most common thing in the minds of men who are in love, but the difference is that some people are willing to work hard to endure such strong impulses for the people they like, while some people are willing to work hard to endure such strong impulses for the people they like. But he only thought about how to vent this impulse.
¡°Obviously, Jing Fan is the former.
But Xiao Zeyang understands that being willing to endure does not mean that this kind of patience has no limit. Perhaps Jing Fan's limit is very high, but in Xiao Zeyang's view, calculating the time, it may be time for him to make Jing Fan feel It's time to reveal your true feelings for him.
"Jing Fan" Xiao Zeyang's voice was very low, with a hint of trembling: "Have you been drinking"
"Yeah." Jing Fan nodded and smiled, with a hint of vague sexiness in his expression.
But Xiao Zeyang knew that he must still be sober now. Jing Fan had a good drinking capacity. Xiao Zeyang had heard this from more than one person.
"Are you making me drunk and crazy?"
Xiao Zeyang put his fingers into Jing Fan's hair and rubbed it. It was soft and smooth, with a wet feeling that he had just taken a shower and didn't have time to blow dry, and a little bit of the fragrance of shampoo
Jing Fan is probably one of the few boys Xiao Zeyang has ever seen who loves to be clean. Although everything he uses, whether it is shampoo, shower gel or anything else, the smell is not very strong and some even have no smell at all. , but Jing Fan always has a faint fragrance on his body, which is more natural than any high-end perfume and makes people feel refreshed.
Perhaps it was precisely because of this that Xiao Zeyang's physical resistance to Jing Fan dissipated so quickly.
"Isn't it good?" Jing Fan reached out and hooked Xiao Zeyang's chin: "Otherwise, what will you do if I go find someone else?"
"Then chop it off and feed it to the dog." Xiao Zeyang tilted his head and looked at Jing Fan: "I'll give you nothing to do if you want to steal it next time."
"Oh, you are so fierce."
Jing Fan couldn't help being amused by Xiao Zeyang, and reached out to gently unbutton Xiao Zeyang's buttons, his movements as smooth and gentle as ever.
"Jing Fan" Xiao Zeyang suddenly grabbed Jing Fan's wrist: "You it shouldn't be your first time."
After Xiao Zeyang felt that the movement of Jing Fan's hand had stopped obediently, he let go of his wrist, put his forearm in front of his eyes, turned his head sideways, put his other hand on the side of his body, and gently Clutching the quilt.
It may seem a bit abrupt to ask this so simply and straightforwardly, but Xiao Zeyang just wanted to know, and he couldn't find any other better way to express it for a while.
After hearing these words, Jing Fan did not show any nervousness in his expression. Instead, he smiled at Xiao Zeyang: "What do you think?"
"So skilled" Xiao Zeyang's forearm was still not looking at Jing Fan. He didn't know whether he was escaping or what. Anyway, he suddenly didn't dare to look at him, but he continued to speak. Said: "I think it shouldn't be the case."
Jing Fan didn't say anything. Xiao Zeyang blocked his eyes and didn't know what his expression was now. After a pause of three seconds, Jing Fan gently held Xiao Zeyang's wrist and moved it aside, forcing Xiao Zeyang's eyes to look at him. he.
"Then if you guess wrong, will you be punished?" Jing Fan tilted his head and looked at Xiao Zeyang, his eyes flashing with expectation: "Huh?"
"" Xiao Zeyang hesitated for a moment and then quickly shook his head: "NoI'm not stupid, how do I know?"nbsp;After He Weiming finished speaking, he looked around to make sure everyone was listening, and then slowly spoke: "I have discussed with Gao Yuqi privately before, and finally decided to gradually transfer the command of the team to Xiao Zeyang starting from the next game. The number of transitions is about five to ten games. After the transition is completed, Xiao Zeyang will serve as the overall commander of the entire team, and Gao Yuqi will be the deputy commander."
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After hearing the news, Xiao Zeyang had only one question in his heart: Why did he decide to transfer the command of the team to himself without knowing anything about it
But later Xiao Zeyang figured it out quickly. It didn't matter if he knew sooner or later. Anyway, Xiao Zeyang didn't have the right to say no at all Now it is said to be a discussion, but in fact, it is not a discussion with Xiao Zeyang. , I feel like it¡¯s just a notification to everyone
But Xiao Zeyang was still very frightened.
Five to ten games, which to put it bluntly only takes about two months.
"Starting from today, Xiao Zeyang will not have additional training alone. Xiao Zeyang will be mainly responsible for the entire command."
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Hearing this, Xiao Zeyang couldn't help but turned his head and looked at Jing Fan next to him with a look of despair.
God knows how much he wants Jing Fan to save him now.
But there is no way, He Weiming is a devil.
The devil cleared his throat, and then said calmly while looking at the computer: "It's no use looking at Jing Fan."
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"If Jing Fan dares to say one more word during training, his legs will be damaged immediately."
After finishing speaking, He Weiming probably felt that it was not enough, so he added another sentence.