Cannon fodder always wants to be the protagonist [Transmigration Book]

Yan Xiaoran passed out like this again, this time was still such a special time, Jing Fansheng really couldn't react for a while.

...Pants are about to be taken off, so you fix this for me?

But he was the first to give him his pulse, but he didn't find anything unusual.It's a pity that the damage to his consciousness is so serious that he can't separate it out and go to his sea of ​​consciousness to find out what's going on.

There was already a similar situation in the space at the bottom of the lake, Jing Fansheng didn't panic anymore, so he could only ask Yan Xiaoran after he woke up.

Seeing Yan Xiaoran lying on the bed who was still meticulous and not in the slightest embarrassment, Jing Fansheng suddenly felt that this was actually quite funny.

——For the first time in hundreds of years, he had a desperate urge, but he didn't expect that the matter would still not work out in the end.

Bored, he poked at Yan Xiaoran's handsome face, which was half hidden by black hair and expressionless even in a coma.

Recalling what the kid said before he fainted, he didn't know that Xiao Ranjun, who had always been the real hero of this world in his eyes, was so inferior and disgusted with himself.

"I'm not afraid of becoming a demon." For some reason, the words the young man once said sounded in his mind in vain.Jing Fansheng suddenly remembered the time when the two of them first arrived at the foot of Dafenghuang Mountain, Yan Xiaoran's unfinished sentence "I'm afraid of...".

What he is afraid of is probably my disgust, right?

—what a fool!

Jing Fansheng closed his eyes and sat on the bed and swayed from side to side for a while.

It's too uncomfortable to feel angry in your heart and unsatisfied in your body.

At this time, he suddenly remembered that when Yan Xiaoran was pushing against him just now... the condition of his lower body seemed to be much more serious than his own, and he didn't know what his situation was now...

Lifting one eyelid, Jing Fansheng couldn't help but look somewhere on the person lying next to him.

Well, although the clothes are too much and too loose, but Yan Xiaoran is lying here flat, it seems that some protrusions can still be seen...

There was a flash of light in his mind like lightning, and Jing Fansheng opened both eyes in vain—it is such a beautiful day, there is a beautiful woman lying beside him, and an evil fire just happened to be ignited by this person , but he actually planned to honestly wait for Yan Xiaoran to wake up!

Jing Fansheng felt that he had either been impaled by Liu Xiahui's soul, or he had been holding it back for too many years, and he was so suffocated that he couldn't do it anymore.

When it comes to the question of a man's dignity, he can no longer keep it vague.

Do it when you think of it.

Jing Fansheng turned over excitedly, rode on Yan Xiaoran's body again, grabbed his belt and tore it away. Although the process was a little trembling, the result was quite smooth.

Yan Xiaoran really deserves to be the suzerain of Wuliangjian.Not to mention that the clothes worn by ordinary disciples are more luxurious, and even the number of layers they wear should be more.

It was the first time in hundreds of years that someone undressed someone. Jing Fansheng was so excited that his head was slightly congested.

He didn't have the consciousness that he was doing something bad - he promised that he would just take a look, touch it by the way, and would never do anything to take advantage of others when Xiao Ranjun passed out.

Jing Fansheng thought excitedly.

Finally untied the layers of complicated clothes on the person on the bed and took them off one by one. Jing Fansheng's trembling fingers just touched Xiao Ranjun's obscene pants——

"What are you doing?"

A warm and surprised voice came from the top of his head, Jing Fansheng was so startled that his whole body trembled violently.

The feeling of molesting someone while unconscious and being caught is much more terrifying than finding out that you have run into a powerful person who is going through robbery while blocking the way.Jing Fansheng was about to get up from him subconsciously, but Yan Xiaoran's movements were much faster than him.

The other party was almost like a gust of wind, and in the blink of an eye, he was pressed down on the bed again.

Seeing those eyes that had returned to black again, Jing Fansheng suddenly felt that something was wrong——

If Yan Xiaoran was in a normal state, he would definitely not do such a thing as putting him under his body.

He finally understood that although Yan Yuan had lived for more than 500 years, he was already a great power in the later stage of distraction, and he was also the master of a great sect that everyone admired and had a transcendent status, but it was still a long time ago before him, they hunted together to do missions At that time, he was the taciturn, self-denying, respectful young man who admired and believed in himself very much.

Even if he fell from the clouds, he was no longer the Taoist Fansheng who was once so beautiful, but in this person's eyes, it seemed that he hadn't changed at all.

Even if he is really a evil evil spirit that everyone can get and punish, Yan Xiaoran will be the only one in the world, and he is still regarded as a treasure.

The feeling of emotional agitation came up again, and the little joy that came from the bottom of his heart made Jing Fansheng twitch a little bit, struggling unsuccessfully, he couldn't help but spit in his heart: No wonder the hero in the original book is obviously a There are a lot of people who like facial paralysis - if this person is serious, he is really fucking irresistible!

But then again, even though he didn't know what happened, Yan Xiaoran looked normal now, why did he dare to get so close and press him down right now?

Being pressed down and scrutinized carefully from above, with sharp eyes scanning his skin inch by inch, Jing Fansheng, no matter how thick-skinned he was, felt a little embarrassed in front of the person who made his heart palpitate.

He instinctively wanted to say something to relieve the awkward and tense atmosphere, but before he could speak, Yan Xiaoran spoke first this time: "Eleven is my son?"

"Ah?" Jing Fansheng was stunned, not understanding why the other party suddenly asked this question after waking up after being in a coma for a while.

However, his reaction is enough to explain the problem.The young man who had been scrutinizing his eyebrows and expression suddenly became extremely excited. He was too excited to hold back. Wrapped tightly in his arms.

The chests were tightly pressed together, Kong Wu's powerful arms kept tightening, his warm voice was trembling, the young man's throat moved again and again, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "You gave birth to...my son? "

"Damn it! When..." The other party almost asked such a question that made him feel uncomfortable countless times, Jing Fansheng subconsciously wanted to deny it.

However, just as he was about to blurt out the words of denial, seeing Yan Xiaoran's hopeful and apprehensive expression, Jing Fansheng suddenly felt that he was going to open up his heart to Yan Xiaoran and create some sparks with him. The behavior of wanting to deny it outright is actually quite a bit childish.

Although he has always been a thick-skinned person, most of the time he is quite shameless...if that incident didn't really touch his bottom line.

But after living for hundreds of years, Jing Fansheng himself finds it a little funny to rely on such a blunt, unrecognizable way to maintain his so-called dignity and face.

When he thought so, he actually laughed.

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Jing Fansheng has a pair of peach blossom eyes that seem to be drunk but not drunk, and a pair of extremely thin lips that have no blood color.When he smiled, his eyes would be bright and his eyes would be slightly narrowed, and the corners of his lips would unconsciously rise to an intoxicating arc, giving people a feeling of unrestrained and cynical.

Yan Xiaoran felt that he was drunk in his smile and hadn't woken up for many years, nor would he wake up in the future.

Therefore, only a genius knows how much effort he had to use after hearing that Jing Fansheng had a son with another woman, to restrain his urge to run down the mountain and kill the woman and the child.Only he himself knows the hardships and bitterness of being Jing Fansheng's son and that he must treat him well when he was obviously mad with jealousy when he was facing Eleven.

Although Shi Shi is indeed a very good child, even Yan Xiaoran, who has never been in contact with children, can't help but feel this way.But in his heart, after all, there are some grievances and unwillingness that can only be suppressed in the bottom of his heart and endured alone.

But now he suddenly realizes that a young man with a handsome face, diligent and rigorous yet funny, talented and lucky, kind and benevolent is not what Jing Fansheng lives with other women at all. Yes, but...

Looking carefully at Jing Fansheng's reaction, Yan Xiaoran's expression flickered.Even though his face was distorted by the suppressed excitement, if Jing Fansheng didn't want to say it, he wouldn't ask again.

Jing Fansheng seemed careless as if he didn't care about anything, but his thoughts were the most unpredictable.But there is one thing that Yan Xiaoran can feel very clearly: it's like being separated by a layer of tulle, although he is very close, it is impossible to touch him no matter what.Although Jing Fansheng seemed to be easy to get along with and had a very good relationship with everyone, he kept a distance not too close or too far from anyone.

Jing Zhenren's favorite is always smart and interesting people.

Just like Bai Yichen.

The movements were almost rough and the palms were fisted, all the veins on the back of the hands burst out.Forcibly hiding all his emotions in those bottomless eyes, Yan Xiaoran settled down and finally didn't ask any more questions.With only slightly lowered eyelids, he slowly moved his body away from the opponent's body.

Knowing that Shi Shi really came out of Jing Fansheng's stomach and was actually a child connected with his blood, Yan Xiaoran was beyond excited and grateful.He had never thought about it before...Even if he thought that Eleven's personality and appearance were very similar to him, he had never dared to think about it...

Things that he didn't even dare to think about, turned out to be reality like this... He wanted to do a lot of things to vent the excitement in his heart.But Jing Fansheng didn't want to mention it, so he had to hold back now.

He had endured and waited long enough that there was no reason why he couldn't hold on now.

But at this time, he couldn't help wishing that he was still abnormal... In this case, he could...

"Hey, why are you going again?" Jing Fansheng just laughed, and suddenly saw Yan Xiaoran getting up like this, so he hurriedly asked.

Seeing the young man getting up from his body with his head sullen and silent, he thought that his obvious behavior of avoiding the topic had seriously injured the other party, so he said, "It's your son, isn't it okay if it's your son?"

While talking, Jing Fansheng got up almost close to Yan Xiaoran, and he muttered: "Damn, do I have to answer you so positively to be satisfied? Now I have answered you, Mr. Xiao Ran, are you satisfied?" ?”

Because Jing Fansheng also got up with him, Yan Xiaoran could only support his upper body with his hands on the bed, and his body leaned back slightly as Jing Fansheng approached.

The long and narrow phoenix eyes suddenly opened wide.After all, the habit of considering things from the other party's point of view has lasted for hundreds of years. When Jing Fansheng said this and did this suddenly, he no longer dared to act rashly, and subconsciously tried to figure out the other party's mind.

On the exquisitely carved mahogany brocade bed, the cool breeze and cool fragrance overflowed from the light gauze. Through the black and white eyes of the other party, Jing Fansheng saw a pair of peach blossom eyes that are easy to indulge. The corners of the eyes are slightly raised. A pool of water, getting closer and clearer.

Until the other party's breath sprayed on his face, Yan Xiaoran was obviously stunned, he didn't even blink his eyes, just watched Jing Fansheng's extraordinarily delicate face kept approaching him.

"Jing Qi?" With a little uncertainty, he called out in extreme confusion.I feel that Jing Fansheng's actions now are not only what he thinks, but also not likely to be what he thinks...

Because of his hands and feet before, Yan Xiaoran's clothes are now wide open, and his upper body is already extremely exposed...Jing Fansheng reached out and touched the other's strong chest, his fingertips felt slightly cool.He slightly raised the corners of his lips, and the original Qingyue voice became a little hoarse because of the emotion: "So Mr. Xiao Ran, do you want to have a fling with me?"

There was a sudden "bang" in my mind, and a series of thunderous sounds shook the sky.

It is impossible for Yan Xiaoran not to understand the other party's words.The surprise came so suddenly that he didn't dare to think about it any more, so he grabbed the hand on his chest and pushed him onto the bed with a clever trick.

The clothes of the two of them had loosened a lot during the rubbing, Yan Xiaoran's hand directly reached under his body, and slid along the smooth back, even Jing Fansheng's open underwear was also caught. Pushed up.Jing Fansheng was forced to raise his arms, only to realize that his arms had been entangled tightly by his clothes.

Unexpectedly, the young man would do this, Jing Fansheng said with a sullen smile: "Unexpectedly, Mr. Xiao Ran is usually gentle and gentle, and likes to play with bondage right away?"

The young man's face, which was as white as jade all the year round, was blushing. He only looked up at Jing Fansheng, but didn't speak.

Facing the young man's dark eyes, Jing Fansheng also fell into a state of extreme excitement. He couldn't help twisting on the bed, and suddenly felt a chill down his lower body.Yan Xiaoran's movement of taking off his trousers was much neater and neater than that of himself just now, he just peeled off his trousers to the end.

With two white legs exposed to the air and the young man's fiery gaze, Jing Fansheng was a little shy and embarrassing.However, at this time, the young man suddenly pushed him upwards, and then he lowered his head, covering the fragility of his step.

Wrapped in the soft and moist mouth, Jing Fansheng couldn't help but snorted.Of course the young man didn't have any experience, but his movements have always been extremely gentle and careful, or wrapped his lips around his teeth and sucked them deeply, or kept licking the work with his tongue.

He clasped Jing Fansheng's waist tightly with one hand, while the other hand went all the way down, playing with the pouch under him.

The young man licked so hard that Jing Fansheng only felt that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.Since his arms were tightly bound by his clothes and he couldn't break free for a while, and there was no point of strength, Jing Fansheng had to use force on his waist, barely raised his body and looked down... then he saw the young man with black hair scattered around his head, He is struggling to swallow the picture of his penis.

Yan Xiaoran's lips were also light-colored, probably because of constant friction and emotion, but now they turned bright red.His white and clean shaft was in and out between the young man's lips, it was fine if he didn't look at the picture, but when he saw it, Jing Fansheng felt his head was congested with blood, and even the bottom was swollen.

In the original novel, the real male protagonist who is extremely favored by the author and has always been served by others actually licks himself so hard, Jing Fansheng really can't figure out how he and Yan Xiaoran have come to this point today.Of course, he can't spare any energy to think about it now...

This kid can fucking deepthroat!

The young man sucked up his penis more and more vigorously, and his hands became more and more flexible. Jing Fansheng felt that he was about to ejaculate, so he panted heavily to let the young man dodge.Unexpectedly, not only did the young man not dodge or dodge, but he also supported the shaft of the column with his hands, sucked the column head in his mouth, and Jing Fansheng felt his waist soften and his eyes blur, and he shot directly into the young man's mouth.

Looking up again, the young man was also looking up at him.He rolled his throat a few times and swallowed all the viscous liquid.

"You..." Before he could recover, the young man had already stripped himself naked.

The once tall and thin young man took off his clothes, revealing his graceful and smooth muscles.Jing Fansheng used to be a straight man who was straighter than a steel bar, never bent.So at the beginning, he was worried that even though he recognized Yan Xiaoran in his heart, he might not feel it in his lower body—it would be embarrassing if it failed at a critical moment.

Unexpectedly, looking so closely, the handsome young man's face was stained with a blush due to emotion, and the black hair that fell on his shoulders was more like ink.His long and narrow phoenix eyes have become bright and vivid like pearls, and his tall and stalwart figure has an indescribable sex appeal no matter how you look at it.

Jing Fansheng suddenly felt that he probably wasn't really unconscious 15 years ago.Maybe he was muddle-headed and half-pushed, and maybe he was half-assed.

He looked at the young man's face and chest so well that he suddenly felt a pain in his back.The young man had already inserted a finger into his back court.

It's still not dry, and I don't know what kind of ointment he found out and put it on.Jing Fansheng choked for breath, but his arms were tied and he couldn't get up.When he was touched there for the first time when he was sober, he twisted his body uncomfortably, but Yan Xiaoran had already possessed him, with one hand excitedly stroking him around to ignite fires, looking at him with his bright black eyes. Looking at him, the expression was both hopeful and apprehensive, but the finger below was unambiguous at all, piercing through the layers of soft flesh in circles, and deepening continuously.

Yan Xiaoran still had no expression on his face, but his breathing became heavier and heavier, and his hand movements became faster and faster, and soon he added another finger.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Seeing the urgency and apprehension of the young man, he slightly frowned and snorted, "Let you do it. This time I'll let you come first, next time..."

The young man's eyes became deeper and deeper, and he didn't speak.Jing Fansheng felt that although being tied up like this was a different kind of sensation, but there were many restrictions, he couldn't touch Yan Xiaoran even if he wanted to.No matter how he begged Yan Xiaoran for forgiveness, he refused to let him go. In the end, the young man directly lowered his head and kissed his lips.

After the third finger also entered smoothly, the young man became obviously more excited and bolder.He was no longer satisfied with sucking and biting Jing Fansheng's lips, but pushed his tongue open the other's teeth, and chased after the other's tongue eagerly.

The body is getting hotter and hotter, and the lower body that was weak before has a tendency to look up again under the fire of the young man up and down.Jing Fansheng felt more and more that his current posture was a little too passive.Dazedly wondering where this is going to happen, he hastily and actively sucked the young man's tongue in his mouth, and tried his best to pull it out.

Yan Xiaoran's breathing became heavier, and the hot air was sprayed on his face obviously. Jing Fansheng wanted to laugh, but before he could laugh, the young man suddenly pulled out all his fingers and fingers, and his lower body sank.

Jing Fansheng's legs had already been opened vigorously at this moment, and the sudden intrusion of the young man made him groan.

Yan Xiaoran only managed to get in half of it, his penis had already been congested and swollen to the point of discomfort, but he was afraid that Jing Fansheng would have some uncomfortable memories, so he kept his mind on expanding and did not dare to rush in.But when Jing Fansheng snorted, he once again tried his best to hold back the urge to go on a rampage, and dared not move again.

Even if it is only half covered by layers of tender meat, as long as you think that this is Jing Fansheng's body, Jing Fansheng is lying under him at this moment, with his legs wide open, allowing himself to be fucked completely, Yan Xiaoran's penis Then it rose by another point.

Compared with being able to enter the body of his beloved, Yan Xiaoran was obviously more excited by Jing Fansheng's willingness to accept him from body to heart.

But after all, he had endured it for too long, and Yan Xiaoran's body was sweating a little, which showed that he had endured it hard.

Although Jing Fansheng felt tired, it was even more uncomfortable to be stuck there.He tried his best to relax his body, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, put his legs around the young man's strong waist, and said, "Quick, come in quickly!"

"Okay." Yan Xiaoran's eyes darkened, even though he had only entered halfway, but because of Jing Fansheng's continuous relaxation and adjustment, the body of the column was pressed and swallowed by the soft tender meat.Yan Xiaoran couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately grabbed the opponent's waist, and with a force from the waist, he completely submerged himself.

Immediately afterwards, there was a violent storm of top delivery.

In the obscene sound of "pop", the original feeling of pain has disappeared, replaced by the ultimate pleasure of crisp and numb.Jing Fansheng's arms were tied and he couldn't hold on to a place to stabilize his figure. He could only let the young man buckle his waist and bear his hard impact.

This feeling of being unable to control oneself was extremely exciting, Yan Xiaoran had already set up a barrier around him, Jing Fansheng was not afraid of being heard, and all kinds of obscene words came in and out, screaming like this.

There was a frenzied impact for a while, Yan Xiaoran's speed suddenly slowed down, he was still clasping the young man's waist, but the angle of each impact was different.It wasn't until one time that Jing Fansheng's legs trembled and he uttered a swear word, the young man slightly raised the corners of his lips, and then he went down to the ground, slowly but strongly, as if he was driving a pile and continued to hit that point.

Jing Fansheng only felt that his back acupoint became crispy and itchy after being hit there, and even the one in front stood up completely.Although Yan Xiaoran hit him with great force every time, a few times it felt like he was going to go straight into his stomach, but every time most of the penis was pulled out and then sent in all at once, the process in the middle was nothing short of perfect. Heart palpitations and discomfort.

After being pushed for more than a hundred times like this, Jing Fansheng's heart began to itch, but the young man still strictly abided by such frequency and strength, which made Jing Fansheng suffer a lot.

He couldn't help struggling again, and shouted: "Hurry up!"

Yan Xiaoran's eyes flickered, and he stretched out his long arms to pick up Jing Fansheng's whole body.The lower body was connected together, and the chest was also stuck together, Yan Xiaoran simply held Jing Fansheng's tender white buttocks and moved up and down.

I don't know what it reminded of, Yan Xiaoran became even more excited, not only the lower part swelled up again, but also the strength to push upwards became stronger and stronger.Jing Fansheng could only wrap his arms around the young man's neck and clamp his legs tightly so that he would not be pushed away.

I don't know how long I've been pushed like this, Jing Fansheng's whole body was so excited that even his toes were about to cramp.The back is tight and comfortable, the penis has been rubbing against the opponent's lower abdomen, he has ejaculated once again, and I don't know how Yan Xiaoran did it, but he still hasn't ejaculated once.

Jing Fansheng was trembling and dizzy from being fucked. He told the young man to hurry up and the other party would hurry up. If he told him to slow down, he didn't slow down a bit. He was too excited and vented twice. He had no energy left, so he had to He said hoarsely, "Mr. Xiao Ran, you are too fierce, let's..."

The peach blossom eyes, which were originally drunk but not drunk, were stained with mist, and they still had such a frivolous and frivolous appearance, but they added a little bit of cuteness and pitifulness.Yan Xiaoran couldn't help pecking lightly at the corner of his eyes, and said: "Okay."

Then he suddenly picked up the person in the air and changed his position again. The clothes on Jing Fansheng's arms had been thrown somewhere for a long time, but now he was kneeling on the bed, his limbs were so weak that he had no strength left, and he could only hold his head together. Zhi stood on the bed and endured the endless sprint behind him.

It was also fortunate that Yan Xiaoran was always holding his waist, so that he didn't have to endure too much effort.

He didn't even have the energy to yell at the end, Jing Fansheng didn't have much reason left, he could only think vaguely: He really deserves to be the hero of a stallion novel, with the unambiguous gold medal in charge of three thousand beauties every day. Fingers, this physical strength is too damn good.

His gaze scanned the back of the young man lying on the bed and the exposed half of his face over and over again. Seeing the other party's eyes getting more and more blurred, the crimson red lips were slightly opened and closed, and the beautiful peach blossoms were attached. The eyes were about to close, and Yan Xiaoran's pupils turned into pitch black without any impurities.The young man bumped violently a few more times, then straightened his waist fiercely, and shot all the hot love juice into the deepest part of the opponent's body.

Yan Xiaoran hugged him from behind, just buried himself in his body and didn't want to come out.

His slender fingers brushed across the sweaty face of the person in his arms, and the normally expressionless face turned into a look of satisfaction and relief with the corners of his lips raised high.

He has always been used to trying to figure out this person's mind, and Jing Fansheng got close to him in vain. Although he was extremely shocked, he also roughly understood that his sincerity was probably the reason for this time.

Having said that, the surprise came too suddenly, thinking of Jing Fansheng's provocative temperament and those people outside, he still felt uneasy.I only hope that this time it can make him eat the marrow and know the taste.

... It would be even better if there were any miracles to happen.

The youth's dark eyes lit up.