Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

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Chu Jingran was very anxious, and just about to say something, the man's low voice came again, "Lin Jiashuo, I just like you."

The heat on his skin and Yuan Yifan's taboo confession in his ears made Chu Jingran unable to maintain his composure any longer. He put his five fingers on the bed together fiercely, suppressing the sensitive nerves that were being teased at the moment : "Yifan... I'm sorry, I... have someone I like."

Yuan Yifan's movements paused, and in the next second, a ruthless look rose in his eyes. He slammed the chin of the person under him and said, "The one you like? Who? Yuan Zhuo?"

Regarding his attitude, Chu Jingran instinctively frowned, and reminded: "He is your elder brother."

"Oh, big brother?" Full of disdain, with countless ridicules, "He never regarded me as a younger brother, why should I treat him as a big brother, and you..."

Slowly leaning over, "Lin Jiashuo, Yuan Zhuo doesn't like you at all. In his eyes, you, Lin Jiashuo, are just a pawn. Any marriage proposals and vows are all fake. He won't marry you because of this... You are a complete slut, you, Lin Jiashuo, have never been taken seriously by him."

If it was said that Yuan Yifan was still worried about whether Yuan Yifan would get hurt, then Chu Jingran's expression completely changed at the moment when the lover and relationship he cared about most in his heart were questioned.

"Enough, Yuan Yifan!"

For the first time, a flame called anger was ignited in Chu Jingran's eyes. He stared at the person in front of him, and said word by word: "Even if this is true, so what, everything about me has nothing to do with you!"

Everything about me has nothing to do with you...

A simple sentence, but like the sharpest sword piercing through the heart, Yuan Yifan's face turned pale from the pain, but at the same time, there was an indescribable sadness.

That's right, it doesn't matter, he is no longer the teacher who can cook for himself, I humiliate him time and time again, I want to kill him time and time again, he is clearly my stern enemy... …

But, why, when I see everything clearly, my heart hurts so much, it hurts like being exiled into a vacuum of nothingness, and I can no longer absorb a breath of oxygen.

Lin Jiashuo... clearly belonged to him alone, the Lin Jiashuo he liked, that person... clearly belonged to him alone.

Numerous swirling emotions were completely ignited at this moment. At this moment, Yuan Yifan put aside all burdens, all ethics, and all rationality. Kissed him fiercely.

Lin Jiashuo, I really... like you.

Sensing the moment his lips were kissed, Chu Jingran's eyes widened in horror, and the next second came a violent struggle.

"Let's...well..."

At the moment when the person's lips opened, Yuan Yifan's soft tongue pressed against the person's uvula and drilled straight in, caught up and entangled it, and began to plunder wantonly.

Chu Jingran felt the confused kiss in his mouth. The strength of the man almost made him breathless, and his waist tightened even more, so that he could only passively bear everything the other party gave him. He resisted violently, struggled, But it doesn't help.

What frightened him even more was that a man's hand had already slipped in from the hem of his jacket.

The moment the calloused fingertips touched the skin, Chu Jingran felt his entire nerves as if being stung by a needle, and a hot burning sensation swept over his whole body in an instant.

At this moment, the most primitive desire in his body was aroused, and the tumbling heat surged like a sea wave, almost obliterating all his rationality.

Flushing slightly smeared the crimson cheeks, and his originally beautiful face was like a red rose blooming in the dark night, every movement, every expression, every struggle, mixed with exciting charm.

Looking at this face, looking at this person, Yuan Yifan indulged himself, and began to indulge in this intense kiss in confusion.

This person, this person who always appears in his dreams, he longs for him, desires and wants to take it for himself all the time.

Unsatisfied with kissing, he wants to get more, wantonly forcibly possesses him, puts kisses all over his body, wants to penetrate him fiercely, let him completely become one with himself, and completely belong to himself.

Lin Jiashuo, Lin Jiashuo, Lin Jiashuo...

Snapped--

Chu Jingran, who finally broke free from the other party's restraint, slapped Yuan Yifan's face heavily. With trembling hands unconsciously, he stepped back a few steps, with teary eyes and trembling lips, watching him collapse not far away. The man on the bed, tears of humiliation rolled down one after another from his eyes.

How could he, how could he...

A simple slap wiped out the beauty in the room, and also woke up Yuan Yifan who was immersed in madness.

Looking sideways at the face with bright red finger prints, Yuan Yifan saw a young man not far away who avoided him like a snake and scorpion, weeping silently, and existed like a stranger.

The burning pain on the face can't be overcome