Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

In this world, no one owes anyone, even if there is... It must not be Lin Jiashuo who owes Yuan Yifan.

The spotlights in the living room were a little dark, and the face of the person in his arms was covered with haze, like peach blossoms in the mist of March, and the sparkling eyes were gently washed into the heart by a small staring movement, like the ripples of the lake, In the ear is the picture and sound of the hero and heroine of the soap opera kissing, adding a charming style to the ambiguous heat of the moment.

Gently pinching the chin that was unconsciously trying to escape, Yuan Zhuo leaned over and kissed gently, followed by the gentle grinding of the teeth and the tenderness of the tip of the tongue. Gently caressing the delicate touch.

The numbness transmitted from the skin was like a small electric current, carrying unknown anxiety and nervousness in his heart, spreading all over his body, causing Chu Jingran to tremble uncontrollably.

Slowly pressing the person on his body, Yuan Zhuo gently rubbed the person's ear that was about to bleed, and whispered: "Jiashuo, have you been wearing perfume these days?"

"No... no."

Pressing lightly into the fair neck, Yuan Zhuo only felt that the inexplicable smell in his nasal cavity was three points stronger. A few days ago when the other party came to his office, when he was close to the other party, he noticed this faint smell on the other party's body. smell.

It smells very good, but it doesn't belong to any perfume or smell that he is familiar with. Every time he takes a sip, it makes him want to eat the person in his arms even more.

It felt like this smell emanating from this person's body.

Stretching out the tip of his tongue to lightly lick the master's fair and jade-like neck, the sweetness blooming on his taste buds and the confusion overflowing from his lips made the blood in his whole body go straight to his lower abdomen. murmur.

"I want you."

From the inside to the outside, it is all infected with my own taste.

The bewitching voice of his lover especially with passion/desire entered his ears, making Chu Jingran confused and a little confused to distinguish between reality and illusion. The collision of fiery heat in his ear and long-hidden taboos made him so nervous that even his lovely toes curled up uncontrollably .

Between the confusion of lightly moving fingertips and the fiery words of love in his ears, the flushed Chu Jingran clenched his fingertips tightly and made a soft nasal sound.

Yuan Zhuo thought, maybe he was bewitched by the smell of the other party, he didn't even want to wait for a second, he didn't even want to go to the room, just in such an ambiguous living room, under the blurred light, he unbuttoned the person's clothes, feeling hot lips covered human skin.

[The favorability of the branch task target has increased by 10 points, and the current favorability is 55 points. 】

However, at the critical moment, with a loud 'bang', the gate of the villa was kicked open from the outside.

123. Those Days and Nights Coveted by My Uncle 5

It was the two of them who were in a state of confusion and fascination at the same time. They were startled back to their senses at the same time. When they looked sideways, they saw Yuan Yifan, who was full of evil spirits and disheveled, standing in front of the wide-open villa door with a haze of rage on his face. .

Now, the two of them who were in the turmoil of desire/sea woke up at the same time, Yuan Zhuo frowned and stood up, while Chu Jingran blushed and covered his half-faded clothes, feeling Yuan Zhuo not far away. Yifan's substantive Lingchi gaze made him so ashamed that he almost slipped in.

Men who are dissatisfied with desire are the most terrifying. This sentence is not false at all. Yuan Zhuo, who is always smiling and gentle, turned dark as hell, staring at Yuan Yifan who is not far away and said in a deep voice: "What are you doing?" What!"

Yuan Yifan withdrew his gaze from Chu Jingran, and asked with a sneer, "What are you doing again? Performing restricted-rated action movies in public? Then..." He curled his lips maliciously, "Shall I invite some audience back for you? Or set up a camera with no blind spots and broadcast it live? See how he serves men on the bed..."

Chu Jingran's face turned pale suddenly, and Yuan Zhuo shouted, "Shut up."

Seeing the pale face of the person beside him, Yuan Zhuo protected him as usual, and said word by word to Yuan Yifan who was not far away: "I don't care what you think, Yuan Yifan you remember , Jia Shuo is my future partner, your future sister-in-law, and your elder!"

The moment the words fell, Yuan Yifan's already tightly clenched palms were tightened by three points, and in a corner where no one was looking, the veins on the back of his hands burst out.

He stared fixedly at the pale and disheveled man who was protected in his arms not far away, and the flames of rage were burning in his eyes.

Sister-in-law?elder?Lin Jiashuo, you are dreaming!

The living room fell into a brief death-like silence. The two sides confronted each other, and none of the three said a word. At this moment of excessive silence, Yuan Zhuo's mobile phone on the coffee table suddenly rang.

He picked up the phone sideways, looked at the caller, it was from the company, pressed the phone off, Yuan Zhuo turned around and said softly: "You go back to the room first, there may be some things that need to be dealt with by the company."

Chu Jingran closed his eyes and nodded docilely. Normally, he might answer a few words, but after the scene just now, he doesn't have much thought now