After Zhao Sanpang left, only the two of them were left in the captain's office of the Xiangnan Team's base.
At first, she didn't feel anything, but now, Luoluo suddenly realized that they were sitting a little too close.
In the past, this was how they would sit and watch other team's live streams.
Maybe it was because their identities were different or maybe it was due to what he said in the discussion chat group.
Luoluo calmed her heartbeat and looked at the person once again.
She thought that he sent Zhao Sanpang away because he wanted to tell her something.
One minute passed. Two minutes passed. Three minutes passed.
He was still looking at the live stream of the competition.
Speaking of it, whether it was their relationship or their style of interaction. It was the same as the past.
