[Quick Transmigration] Heartthrob, coquettish and scumbag

Sheng Ying's two heavyweights standing together are very eye-catching, but the tit-for-tat aura has reached the point where fire and water cannot be tolerated.

Of course, there are also some frenzied rotten girls who secretly kowtow to this pair of CPs who love and kill each other.

"Dude, why do you look like your wife is going to get her hair done?" Luo Jia stretched out his arms and put them on Long Aotian's shoulders, and continued to say, "Are you okay?"

With a dark face, Long Aotian pushed Luo Jia away from his shoulders, every word seemed to gnaw his silver teeth: "You are the only one who gets green!"

Luo Jia clicked his tongue: "If you talk about dick but don't talk shit, civilized you and me, understand?"

After he finished speaking, he accidentally glanced at Long Aotian's ears, and found that the other's ears were so red, he raised his eyebrows and asked the system: "Why are his ears so red?"

"When your brothers are ready to hold his shoulders."

"I didn't expect this powder keg to be quite innocent."

"That's not true, you think everyone is like you, an old fritter with more than 100 boyfriends talking together."

"What's the matter with talking about a few more male friends? It's not like you can't chat with me if you type fast."

The irritable system spits fragrance online:. . . [bad language]

The high-pitched whistle resounded throughout the sports officials.

The basketball was thrown up, Luo Jia and Long Aotian jumped up at the same time, and Luo Jia grabbed the ball first.

He is like a nimble swimming fish, easily overtaking a boy who came over to snatch the ball, and tricked everyone with a few fake moves, and moved in a coquettish snake shape before the opponent reacted. The best cub ever.

A thud.

The ball is in.

The duel between the strong is always fierce and exciting. Long Aotian is the captain of the school blue team, so his skills are naturally not low, and Luo Jia, who has never seen him play basketball before, can actually compete with Long Aotian in strength. Encounter, the scene kept exclaiming.

During the intermission, as soon as Luo Jia left the court, the brothers off the court handed him water.

"Brother Hua, water."

Luo Jia took it, raised his head and drank it directly.

The white and graceful neck was exposed, and the small Adam's apple was rolling.

The eyes of Long Aotian, who accidentally caught a glimpse of this scene, were slightly darker, and his gaze uncontrollably focused on Luo Jia, and then slowly moved along Luo Jia's neck to the moist and delicate lips,

A strange blush suddenly appeared on his face, he frowned fiercely, and looked away in embarrassment.

Luo Jia turned his head to look, smiled and said: "Hey, Long Aotian, what were you watching just now?!"

Long Aotian's body froze slightly.

"Want to drink?" Luo Jia raised the bottle and shook it to Long Aotian.

Long Aotian moved his lips, and was about to ask Luo Jia to throw it over, but someone handed him a bottle of water: "Aotian, drink my water."

It was a girl in a school uniform with fair skin and beautiful looks, which fit the image of a goddess in a man's mind.

Everyone who saw this scene at the scene made booing sounds, and the eyes of gossip focused on the two of them.

"I haven't had any." The girl emphasized.

"No need!" For the first time Long Aotian felt that women were such an eyesore, he roughly wiped his sweat with a towel: "I have made it very clear before, don't spend your time on me."

"Sister Yao, brother Long is in a bad mood today, he treats everyone the same, don't worry about it." The boy beside him couldn't bear to see the girl's look of loneliness.

The girl squeezed the mineral water bottle hard, forced a smile on hearing this, and then the smile froze.

The boy followed her gaze, and saw Long Aotian who had already walked in front of Luo Jia, and naturally snatched away the mineral water from Luo Jia.

"Didn't someone bring you water? What are you drinking mine for?" Luo Jia looked at Long Aotian's fan girl's machine gun-like gaze, and was very puzzled by the other party's confusing behavior.

"I'm afraid of poison."

Luo Jia: "You... just be happy." You are poisonous, buddy.

While Luo Jia was speaking, Long Aotian had already finished pouring the water unceremoniously, which was equivalent to an indirect kiss in the eyes of caring people.

"Ding—add 3 to the slag acceptance value, and the current slag acceptance value is 18."

Hearing the notification sound, Luo Jia drifted his eyes to the auditorium, and a very tall figure domineeringly occupied Luo Jia's entire eyes in his gaze.

The boys in school uniforms stood out from the crowd.

Surrounded by pink love special effects, the girl looked nympho, but she didn't dare to take a step closer. After all, the other party was too cold. The people standing around him consciously wore sweaters, in contrast to the short-sleeved ones.

In the Noble Academy, except for the hero Leng Cangming, no one can have this tenth level of severe cold ability.

Leng Cangming's dark eyes were locked on Luo Jia, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and no emotion could be seen on his face.

The two eyes met in the air, and Luo Jiapi smiled, feeling very bad, very unscrupulous.

Long Aotian just turned around after throwing the water bottle, his eyes suddenly stopped, his expression was astonished like a dull dog.

Luo Jia in front of him naturally grabbed the hem of his jacket and took off his clothes.

The white and delicate skin like the first snow is exposed, and there are firm and beautiful abdominal muscles...

Long Aotian's breathing became a little urgent, his throat was tight, and all the water he drank just now evaporated completely.

Seeing that people around were all looking at Luo Jia unscrupulously, Long Aotian scratched his hair in extreme irritability, and said angrily: "Hua Changxi, okay, what are you doing with your clothes off!"

"Take it off if you get wet." Luo Jia looked quite innocent, and pointed to a clean shirt on the seat: "Help me get the jersey over there."

"I don't have hands." Long Aotian frowned, seeing Luo Jia's posture of being naked all the time without helping him with his clothes, moved his lips, wanted to say something, but in the end he could only choke out three Word: "Don't stop!"

After saying this, Long Aotian honestly went to get the clothes.

He threw the clothes to Lorgar rudely: "Put it on!"

Luo Jia looked at him with a smile, and obediently put on his clothes.

"Ding—add 2 to the slag acceptance value, and the current slag acceptance value is 20."

Although he didn't look towards the audience stand, Luo Jia knew that Leng Cangming had been watching him.

Because that cold gaze has been wandering unscrupulously on him, as if the clothes he just put on will be stripped off in the next second.

Seeing him put on his clothes, Long Aotian heaved a sigh of relief, but also felt a little pity. Before he could think about it, the second half of the game started.

……

Luo Jia patted the ball, sweat dripped from the side of his temples, and fell down from his sharpened jaw.

The situation is very unfavorable to him at this time, Long Aotian's defensive ability is top-notch, he just can't find a chance to break through the encirclement.

The tip of his nose was filled with a strong smell of sweat. The second half was about to end. Now the score was 35 to 33. If he didn't hurry up, he might really have a father.

At the last moment, Luo Jia had a memory in his heart.

When Long Aotian intercepted, he only felt the softness of his hand, which was a wonderful touch that people couldn't put it down. He couldn't help pinching it with his hand, it was soft, round and full of elasticity.

"Long Aotian." Long Aotian raised his head abruptly, and saw the corners of the young man's lips slightly raised, with an ambiguous and lingering smile: "What are you doing? Is it easy to touch? My ass? "

Long Aotian felt as if his head had been blown off.