He felt quite unfamiliar with this sensation, yet it was very thrilling, causing him to be unable to resist indulging in it.
But he didn't know what exactly this thrilling sensation was?
All along, he liked handsome men, but at this moment, regarding the Seventeenth Prince, it seemed he not only liked him, but also wanted to get closer to him.
With this thought, Pan Ziweng's steps were already moving closer to Jun Yu.
Seeing this, Jun Yu smirked and suddenly pushed Pan Ziweng away, grabbing the football at his feet, kicking it forward, and scoring a point.
Even though Pan Ziweng was pushed away, he still couldn't snap back to his senses for quite a while, still staring at Jun Yu in a daze. When he came to, Yao Yao's team had already lost!
Jun Ning didn't do anything from beginning to end, merely matching up against Yao Yao, leaving the rest to the other three, and she just waited quietly for the results.
