my villain is too cute

Chapter 661 Protecting Our ADC (35)

Fengrui and Foxcat exchanged glances, and at the same time lowered their heads to look at the water in the water glass, remaining silent.

When the two people on the opposite side ended their loving interaction and were about to play a game again.

Candy quickly said, "Add me."

Yun said: "Okay."

"But you have to wait for me, I have to make up for the live broadcast time."

As soon as Candy said, Yun immediately remembered that his live broadcast time this month was not enough.

He turned his head and asked Han Jin in a low voice: "How did your live coach arrange it?"

Han Jin shook his head: "I don't know yet, the coach didn't say anything."

Yun immediately looked at the computer screen, and tilted his body to look at the candy: "Why don't you stop the live broadcast first? Little... Brother's live broadcast has not been finalized yet."

His name is Candy and they all called him by the same name, Little Brother Han Jin, and he was taken by netizens.

He said, inexplicably still a little shy.

Candy just stopped when she was about to start the live broadcast: "Anything is fine, I have no objection."

As soon as the three of them started the game, the coach came down from upstairs.

The coach stood behind Yunji, staring at the screen.

Gradually, his eyes became more serious.

After the game was over, Yun Ji noticed the coach behind him.

"coach."

"Yeah." The coach looked at the boy with an indifferent expression, and his tone was much lighter: "Come with me to the conference room."

With that said, he turned around and left.

Looking at the back of the coach, Yun was a little at a loss, and asked Han Jin: "What did the coach ask us to do?"

Han Jin handed the warm water in his hand to the young man: "Drink some water first."

Yun pursed his lips, took a sip, and felt his throat feel much more comfortable in an instant.

Just entering autumn, the weather is very dry, and the breath is hot and smoky.

Han Jin got up from the computer chair, moved his knuckles to the position of the cuff buttons, and buttoned them carelessly. Taking advantage of the silver cuff buttons, his snow-white skin looked more noble and indifferent.

"Probably, there is something wrong with the training."

Yun immediately put down the water glass, and followed Han Jin to the meeting room, frowning: "But our handful of data is very good."

Not only is it very good, but it is also pressing against the opponent.

What is the reason?

Like the feeling of being called to the office by the teacher at school, Yun became more and more uneasy as he was thinking about things in his mind.

Han Jin stopped in his tracks, wrapped his arms around the boy's shoulders, and pulled him into his arms.

"What are you afraid of, the assistant will support you."

Suddenly, a cool breath lingered on the tip of his nose, making him feel a little dazed.

Yun Ji stared at the ground, his fine hair hit his forehead, his clear pupils narrowed slightly, with a sudden bewilderment.

The strength on the shoulders, the slender and beautiful hands that can be seen out of the corner of the eye, and the cool breath wrapped around.

Everything seemed to invade his sight and body little by little.

Yun Ji's curled eyelashes trembled, like a startled butterfly, he took a step forward suddenly, and shook off the arm on his shoulder.

"I, I, the coach should be in a hurry, let's go in first."

Compared with the unknown conference room and coach, at this time, that boy was the one that made him panic.

Han Jin lowered his eyes to look at his hands, and frowned his brows as clear as ink, feeling a little dazed.

She shook her hand and followed the boy into the conference room.

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meeting room,

The coach watched the training video of the two people just now, and his frown never let go.

He sighed again.

Seeing two teenagers coming in, he paused the video.

Yun immediately sat on the right side of the coach, and his fingers under the table were twitching uneasily.

The young man beside him was still calm, with a tall figure leaning back, his chin lightly resting on his fingers.

(End of this chapter)