Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

With squinting eyes, he helplessly helped the person move to the sofa.

After putting the person on the sofa temporarily, Chu Jingran fumbled to turn on the light in the living room, and when he turned around and saw the person on the sofa, he was really taken aback.

Seeing Yuan Yifan on the sofa, his clothes were in a mess at the moment, and his sleeves were not only stained with wine, but also stained with blood. At this time, the back of his right hand was covered with blood and flesh, and the back of his hand was covered with dry spots. The hand looked horrific.

What made Chu Jingran feel even more painful was that from his current angle, he actually saw the reflection of glass shards in the dripping darkness.

The opponent was injured so badly.

Not daring to delay, Chu Jingran immediately fetched the medicine box at home, frowned worriedly, and carefully picked out all the glass shards from the injured area. After a while, there were enough blood-stained shards in the trash can. With nearly seven or eight.

Regarding this injury, Chu Jingran didn't dare to be careless at all, he was worried that he hadn't treated it cleanly, and after repeated inspections several times, he began to bandage it.

Powder, gauze, bandages... Meticulous from beginning to end.

As for Yuan Yifan on the sofa, he didn't move at all from the beginning to the end, as if he was really drunk in a dream.

After taking care of the person's wound, he simply cleared the coffee table, got up to avoid the wound on the person's hand, and at the same time, Chu Jingran helped Yuan Yifan, who had been too quiet from the beginning to the end, into his own room.

Chu Jingran was exhausted from the short distance, and after he settled down with the other party, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his already tired forehead.

After wiping the sweat stains on his forehead, Chu Jingran helped the person with closed eyes cover the quilt, turned and left.

Unexpectedly, just as he turned around, an arm stretched out behind him, making him unsteady, and fell heavily into the arms of the person on the bed.

At the moment when he dragged the person into his arms, Yuan Yifan's eyes, which had been closed just now, suddenly opened. While turning over and trapping the person under him, he barely gave the person opposite him any time to think. Lips printed on it.

Just when Chu Jingran, who was firmly imprisoned, was about to struggle, he was sensitively aware of the approaching face in his sight. Almost instinctively, he turned his head sideways, and a burning kiss landed on his cheek.

Feeling the smell of alcohol on his cheeks, Chu Jingran was anxious and angry. He was about to drink, but the next second, the familiar title exploded in his ears.

"teacher."

A name that crosses the barriers of time and space and will only stay in memory and stay in the past, making Chu Jingran stop all struggling movements subconsciously, and his wide-open eyes are full of unbelievable colors.

Since that time, Yuan Yifan has never called him teacher again. How long has it been since he heard the title teacher?He thought... In his entire life, he would never hear this title again.

Yuan Yifan is willing to recognize him, does that mean...he doesn't hate himself anymore?

The moment this idea came up, Chu Jingran's heart trembled, and at the moment when his mind was churning, the warm wind approached his ears, and three simple words, accompanied by the slightly drunk smell, came from the man's hoarse throat. get out.

"like you."

Lin Jiashuo, I like you! !

I like you who suddenly broke into my life by accident, like you who taught me my homework seriously, like you who are obviously embarrassed after being pranked, but never shed tears, like you who cook for me because I am hungry You who eat...

That kind of you, at that moment, appeared in my self-willed and depraved life so unexpectedly.

In the past, I may not understand what kind of attention and attraction it was. Even in the past six months, I once wanted to completely erase your figure from my life, but your original intention has not changed. Never give up, let me see the ridiculous self.

Now I understand.

127. Those Days and Nights Coveted by My Uncle 9

As the words fell, Chu Jingran's face turned pale, and his pupils suddenly contracted sharply. All kinds of feelings just faded away quickly, and the blood in his whole body froze as if frozen.

This person is his student, and even his lover's younger brother, and his nominal uncle in the future. How could he...

Ignoring what Chu Jingran was thinking, Yuan Yifan murmured sadly: "I want to kiss you, see your shy look occasionally, miss you, dream of your appearance in my dreams, and want to..."

"Shut up!" Chu Jingran's voice trembled after being completely blown away by these large-scale words.

Feeling the slight smell of alcohol in his exhalation, Chu Jingran took a few deep breaths, suppressed the trembling in his chest, and said calmly: "Yifan, you...you are drunk, let me go now, I will treat you as if you are drunk." Nothing happened."

"Drunk? Oh, no, I'm not drunk, I'm sober," Yuan Yifan said in a hoarse voice, leaning over and kissing the person's side face lightly, his hot lips floating on the skin of the person below him, "Why?" To act like nothing happened?