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It's unreal. "Nighty walked towards the aisle with his teammates holding the peripherals.

The top laner smiled, "Then what is real? Is it true that you were almost killed by Dalong?"

Nighty retorted seriously: "I've done all the calculations, I can't die, and the rock sparrow will help to fight, so I'll be fine until the punishment returns to blood."

"Not only did he not become bald, but he also became stronger. This wave of blood is profitable." The mid laner rubbed Nighty's little curly hair.

No wonder a jungler who is isolated from the human body will rub it. I hugged it last time, and it feels really good.

Nighty has happily rushed to the waiting room to find a jungler.

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Not only did it not rise, but it also fell hhh, thank you friends for leaving comments.Recently, I took medicine and went to bed early, and it was a little slower...

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912.

"Ah, I can't walk anymore," Nighty squatted on the ground and looked up, "Brother X has to carry his back to get on the bus."

Everyone, including the coach, gathered loosely around him, basically quietly watching him die.

In fact, there are only a few steps from the entrance of the venue to the bus. LN was interviewed and had a simple meeting. There were not many people waiting outside. They were basically watching from a distance. I don’t know where people from LN gathered together. what to do.

Sure enough, the jungler passed them without looking sideways.

Nighty was about to get up on his own very strongly, when he saw the jungler stop at the bottom of three steps, and then bent over with his legs.

The tone was very indifferent, "Come up."

Everyone made a "fuck" sound.

Nighty went over and jumped with his arms around the jungler's neck, and was supported by the jungler's legs.

"It's a bit light." The jungler lifted him up.

Nighty was already dazzled by this favor, "I'm really worth it."

The jungler snorted coldly, "Excellent."

913.

Two or three meters away from the car, the fans saw two junglers come out first, accompanied by escort staff, they shouted a few cheers for the final without knowing the situation, and then asked, "What's wrong with Naiye? "

The staff had to say they were joking.

It is rare for the jungler to talk to fans.

There was no ups and downs in her voice, and her expression... There was no expression at all.

"He's still a baby."

914.

During the meal break, the hostess made a short Weibo live broadcast.

"It's not poisonous milk. If you win the championship, will there be any benefits?"

The top laner thought for a while, "If we win the championship... let our jungler show off to everyone."

Jungle: Death Stare.

Jungle: "...I don't agree."

Jungle: "You dress yourself as a woman."

There were a lot of fan comments on the barrage, "Then let's take a look at the top single women's clothing for the sake of the champion", and the screen was full of "Ah, ah, live Xuan! Our x brother is so cute! "

The hostess asked the two of them to read the message.

The jungler was very disgusted, "It's poisonous, really."

The mid laner came over and fed him a few vitamin C pills, "What's wrong?"

The jungler pinched his face without any resistance, "It's okay, I think there is something wrong with the fans."

"Okay, don't worry, you won't have fans in a while." The mid laner smiled and dragged him up.

The top laner also stood up, "Let's train first and then talk."

915.

Fans are sick, Xuan.

Fans are useless, Beside. (high-cold support)

The soul Nosuke who is more rio than the soul double c.

stone hammer.

locked.

916.

I've been playing scrims against lpl teams for the past few days.

After training at night until early in the morning, basically everyone was like a zombie when they returned to the room, and their eyes were almost out of focus.

The mid laner felt that he was dragged back to the room by the jungler, then took off his clothes and took a shower, and immediately fell into the bathtub.

The jungler also squeezed in, and the hot water relieved his spirit.

He pulled the mid laner over who was so sleepy that he was slow to blink, and he put the mid laner in a pose leaning against his arms.

"Hey, I'm going to die of sleepiness, I'm really tired." The middle laner leaned on the jungler's shoulder.

"You have to play the German Cup when you go back." The jungler made up the knife.

"Please shake me, am I an e-sports iron man???" The mid laner felt that he was a salted fish who had lost his dream.

The jungler squeezed his shoulders, and rubbed his hands together, "Don't sleep, be careful of catching a cold."

"I'm so sleepy..." The mid laner felt that he was not clear-headed, and his voice was vaguely sleepy.

"If you don't wake up again, I..." Jungle thought for a while, "I'm going to kiss you."

The mid laner is still confused, "Huh? What?"

Then he was kissed by the jungler.

917.

When they stopped, both of them were out of breath, and the mid laner was also very sober.

The jungler stammered and expressed that "Sleeping Beauty" meant to be woken up by the prince's kiss, and the mid laner almost choked on laughter.

"What kind of aesthetics do you have? What do you sleep with? What kind of beauty?"

"Anyway, you're my wife anyway." The jungler was neither straight nor strong.

The middle laner slid down a little bit, and became more comfortable, "Okay, okay, what does my husband say, right?"

The jungler couldn't help laughing, and then muttered softly, "You really can think about it."

"Didn't I say it, it's just a title, if you like it, I don't care." The mid laner said.

The two soaked for a few more minutes.

"I think, if I sleep with you, it probably means Sleeping Beauty." The mid laner stretched out his arm and picked up the towel.

The tips of the jungler's ears were visibly red.

The mid laner seldom talked about the real home plate, and two more people were at the base, busy with training, and the occasional brushing behavior before was considered outrageous.

Although the jungler is anxious and looking forward to this matter, he is always worried that it will not be so easy for the mid laner to accept something more in-depth with the same sex.

Of course he wants to do it with the mid laner.

It's just that he didn't want the mid laner to feel any reluctance, so he kept silent.

Now the mid laner suddenly mentioned it very normally, and the jungler was a little at a loss.

918.

"Then you, you slept with me!" The jungler didn't expect his voice to be so loud, and he was startled.

Well, this time my face is also red.

He took the bath towel, wrapped himself up indiscriminately, and walked out of the bathroom. Fortunately, there hasn't been any dog ​​b plot with the same hands and feet.

The mid laner was taken aback by his output, and then laughed out loud without any desire to survive.

Seeing people go out, the mid laner quickly tidied up and followed back to the room.

The jungler had just put on his nightgown and was tying it up. He didn't look up when he heard the mid laner come out, only the tips of his ears were still suspiciously red.

The mid laner hugged him from behind, and the jungler couldn't even tie his belt.

Neither of them spoke.

Fatigue found support, and the tiredness brought about by the whole day's competition and training was turned into peace by the body temperature of the leaning against.

The mid laner slightly opened the jungler's neckline and kissed the jungler's shoulder.

Hot, itchy, and a little sore.They are all favorites of the jungler.

The mid laner bit his flesh and rubbed it between his lips and teeth.

The jungler couldn't help but take a deep breath.The mid laner let go and laughed in a low voice, "It hurts?"

Before the jungler could reply, the mid laner kissed his earlobe, "I can't sleep with you today, and I can't sleep with you tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"There are competitions and training, I know, I didn't say now..." The jungler's voice was muffled.

"I don't want or mind." The mid laner hugged the jungler and got under the quilt, "And we still have a long, long time."

919.

When the mid laner woke up, he found himself hugged by the jungler on his chest.

After thinking about it for two seconds, whether he woke up because he was about to suffocate, he felt that the jungler didn't sleep very well, and he should wake up soon.

Before the middle laner took a glance with the quilt, something stood up on his leg.

When half asleep, boys always raise the flag.

The mid laner rubbed against the jungler's collarbone, and the jungler opened his eyes in a daze, "...what's wrong?"

"Get up baby, or there will be problems." Zhong Dan smiled.

920.

Tonight is a match between lck and lms, the winning side will have a final with LN tomorrow.

Judging from the strength shown, First should be a surefire winner.

It's just that e-sports doesn't crush everything on paper, the state of the day and even the refreshed dragon attributes will have an impact on the battle situation.

LN's preparations are of course mainly focused on First, and today's game is also very important. If they play five rounds, LN is of course happy to see it, which means that First has to come up with more things.

The coaching staff and analysts are watching the game, and the players are still playing scrims.

After the training game, there was a replay and tactical discussion. I speculated about the bp situation and made a plan.

During the break, the mid laner was picked up and squatted against the wall, with a coach writing an analysis notebook on his head.

He was the most tiring during this period. He had to adapt to the version, and he had to understand tactics better than his teammates. He also did a little work similar to that of an analyst, so he was excited and exhausted.

Both the psychiatrist and the team doctor suggested that he should do some relaxing exercise every day.

The mid laner just feels that life is better than death.

The only hope is to play tomorrow without trembling with sore legs.

921.

Sure enough, First won, 3-1, and basically did not adjust the lineup much.

Everyone watched the last 10 minutes, then continued training, and did not return to their rooms until [-] o'clock in the morning.

At the end of the coaching meeting, the coach did some mobilization work.

"LN has come to the present, and our current lineup has had two seasons. Each of you knows what you are for and what you want. You have lost a lot, and you have won a lot. I believe you have adjusted well."

"Here you are at the top level of all divisions, what NEA, what lck other teams,