After knowing who No. 6 is, Wen Junyue is still worried even if she is ready.
She was going to the WG training room to find Zhuo Jin, and the person sitting next to him would have to do something with her sooner or later.
Wen Junyue regretted it. If he had known it, it would have been better to wait until that day arrived in a daze, and the temporary notice would be better as before.
Zhuo Jin took her to the training room and locked the door carefully. Seeing that Wen Junyue was not very excited and listless, he thought she had encountered something before she came.
He held her happy mood and led her in, sitting side by side on the sofa at the meeting, feeling not intimate enough, and sat on the carpet short and leaning against Wen LaCross' legs.
What's wrong with baby?Zhuo Jin gently rubbed Wen Junyue's fingers, and the beautiful scene that had been thought of for most of the day was stuffed back into his stomach.
If she changes her mind and is unhappy, he will not mention those things to avoid her from misunderstandings.
Wen Luxembourg is like a scared man. He knows what he wants to do but is mentally hurt but can't get excited.
It was not right to force her to do it, so she sat on the ground like a boneless leg, sitting in the circle between her legs crossed in the same posture as Zhuo Jin was sitting.
Hug me.She held Zhuo Jin's arm around her waist, making a difference, did I cry when I was playing the game today?
Her words linked up the quarrels of the last big fight, which made Zhuo Jin laugh.
I cried and cried. I saw a lot of people scolding me for acting today, saying that I wasn't having fun with Kassadin. They know nothing about it. My baby's dominance will have to die for three times when I go to the middle.
When I heard that LaCrosse was amused by Zhuo Jin's tone, the haze accumulated in my heart was wiped out: We have discussed it in advance. If you don't play jungle core, you will target your middle lane. As long as I can suppress you, there will be hope for winning.
Zhuo Jin held her face and rubbed it: Do you think it was a contribution to the tactics?You played well.All teams know to target our midfielder, but they can't beat them because they are good.It’s not that I’m biased, you are really amazing.
Who doesn’t like being praised?Zhuo Jin has a good-looking face and a sincere tone. I can't stand being praised by such a powerful mid laner like him.
Wen Junyue was embarrassed to be praised, and he pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes drifting down, and Zhuo Jin held her and raised his chin up.
Look at me.He whispered.
Wen Junyue's eyes dodged, and his eyelashes trembled and looked at Zhuo Jin's eyes lightly.
He said: I didn’t act, and I was beaten and lost because you performed well.I will do my best if I meet again in the future.Winning and losing depends entirely on your and my ability.After reading the comments on the Internet, he didn't care about what others said before, and no one could pick him.
But because he was worried that Wen LaCross misunderstandings would have misunderstandings about him, he had to explain clearly.
In regular competitions, any form of water release is disrespect for the strong. He knows what the person he likes wants, which is the reason why he is determined and convinced him.
Wen Junyue was thinking about how to bypass the surveillance and come to Zhuo Jin for the whole afternoon, and he had no intention of watching post-match comments online.
After hearing what he said, she probably guessed what happened.
Wen Larong likes games. If you like games, you will receive a point of real reward and a sense of accomplishment that you can easily get. The victory you are given is not dazzling, and you can only be at ease with the honor you get.
She did not doubt that today's victory was hydrated, but Zhuo Jin's sincere confession still reached her heart.
Even without this relationship, they must have become good friends.
She wrapped Zhuo Jin's neck and smiled at him: Well said, I would like to reward you for bullying the MVP Wild King offline.
She was going to the WG training room to find Zhuo Jin, and the person sitting next to him would have to do something with her sooner or later.
Wen Junyue regretted it. If he had known it, it would have been better to wait until that day arrived in a daze, and the temporary notice would be better as before.
Zhuo Jin took her to the training room and locked the door carefully. Seeing that Wen Junyue was not very excited and listless, he thought she had encountered something before she came.
He held her happy mood and led her in, sitting side by side on the sofa at the meeting, feeling not intimate enough, and sat on the carpet short and leaning against Wen LaCross' legs.
What's wrong with baby?Zhuo Jin gently rubbed Wen Junyue's fingers, and the beautiful scene that had been thought of for most of the day was stuffed back into his stomach.
If she changes her mind and is unhappy, he will not mention those things to avoid her from misunderstandings.
Wen Luxembourg is like a scared man. He knows what he wants to do but is mentally hurt but can't get excited.
It was not right to force her to do it, so she sat on the ground like a boneless leg, sitting in the circle between her legs crossed in the same posture as Zhuo Jin was sitting.
Hug me.She held Zhuo Jin's arm around her waist, making a difference, did I cry when I was playing the game today?
Her words linked up the quarrels of the last big fight, which made Zhuo Jin laugh.
I cried and cried. I saw a lot of people scolding me for acting today, saying that I wasn't having fun with Kassadin. They know nothing about it. My baby's dominance will have to die for three times when I go to the middle.
When I heard that LaCrosse was amused by Zhuo Jin's tone, the haze accumulated in my heart was wiped out: We have discussed it in advance. If you don't play jungle core, you will target your middle lane. As long as I can suppress you, there will be hope for winning.
Zhuo Jin held her face and rubbed it: Do you think it was a contribution to the tactics?You played well.All teams know to target our midfielder, but they can't beat them because they are good.It’s not that I’m biased, you are really amazing.
Who doesn’t like being praised?Zhuo Jin has a good-looking face and a sincere tone. I can't stand being praised by such a powerful mid laner like him.
Wen Junyue was embarrassed to be praised, and he pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes drifting down, and Zhuo Jin held her and raised his chin up.
Look at me.He whispered.
Wen Junyue's eyes dodged, and his eyelashes trembled and looked at Zhuo Jin's eyes lightly.
He said: I didn’t act, and I was beaten and lost because you performed well.I will do my best if I meet again in the future.Winning and losing depends entirely on your and my ability.After reading the comments on the Internet, he didn't care about what others said before, and no one could pick him.
But because he was worried that Wen LaCross misunderstandings would have misunderstandings about him, he had to explain clearly.
In regular competitions, any form of water release is disrespect for the strong. He knows what the person he likes wants, which is the reason why he is determined and convinced him.
Wen Junyue was thinking about how to bypass the surveillance and come to Zhuo Jin for the whole afternoon, and he had no intention of watching post-match comments online.
After hearing what he said, she probably guessed what happened.
Wen Larong likes games. If you like games, you will receive a point of real reward and a sense of accomplishment that you can easily get. The victory you are given is not dazzling, and you can only be at ease with the honor you get.
She did not doubt that today's victory was hydrated, but Zhuo Jin's sincere confession still reached her heart.
Even without this relationship, they must have become good friends.
She wrapped Zhuo Jin's neck and smiled at him: Well said, I would like to reward you for bullying the MVP Wild King offline.
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