Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

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"During this time, stay at my house temporarily, otherwise... I'm really worried." What if you were beaten to death.

Greedyly took a deep breath of the smell that belonged to him, Cheng Yimo slowly closed those eyes that couldn't see the real emotion clearly, and the corners of his lips raised an undetectable degree.

"it is good."

Ji Chenru, I may fall in love with you who are so gentle.

[So, host, you want to raise the protagonist again? 】

【Um. 】

【Aren't you afraid of capsizing? ] Remember Zhou Ruiyuan?

Chu Jingran knew what the number 520 was referring to, and smiled lazily: [A submissive Holy Mother has the ability of that little wolf cub? 】

520 is stuck, but...

[Host, that scheming rabbit seems to have been raised in a weird way when you were upright. I always feel that raising children is very dangerous. 】

Chu Jingran thought for a while and said: [Then give him some medicine. 】

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[There are a lot of good things in my laboratory, so feel free to feed them to others when the time comes. 】

[…] I have a bad feeling.

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Unscrewing the door of the house with a key, Chu Jingran brought him in, poured him a glass of water, turned around and saw Cheng Yimo sitting on the sofa with an upright and awkward expression, smiled and handed the clear water in the glass to him and said: "Don't Be nervous, just treat this as your own home."

Taking the glass from someone's hand, Cheng Yimo took a sip and said cautiously: "Teacher Ji lives alone?"

"Yeah." Chu Jingran casually sat on the sofa next to him, "I'm an orphan. I grew up in an orphanage. I used to live in bunk beds with children from the same hospital, but I've been living alone since I became an adult."

Cheng Yimo's movements stopped, this was something he never knew.

Looking at the unsettled brows of the youth beside him, Cheng Yimo said with certainty: "It must be a very warm place." Just like you.

Chu Jingran recalled the past, and said with a smile: "It is indeed a very warm place."

Uncovering this topic, Cheng Yimo raised his head after thinking for a while and said, "Then, what was the job of the teacher when he was not helping Professor Wang with his homework?"

When Chu Jingran was teaching for the first time, some students in the audience raised the same question. Chu Jingran smiled and said that he had brought it to him in secret, and did not reveal it.

Cheng Yimo is clearly aware of his work, but he has a strong sense of distrust for everyone in this world. If the other party really intends to approach him, they will definitely hide something from him.

Seeing the pure curiosity and apprehensive anticipation in the young man's clear eyes, and thinking about the coming apocalypse and what would require the other party's cooperation at that time, Chu Jingran suddenly moved closer to the people around him, with a slightly forceful attitude.

Different from the friendly smile that would always be on the face before, it brought a bit of mystery and a different kind of coldness, until the two of them almost matched their facial features, and a faint fragrance came out from his opened and closed red lips .

"You want to know?"

At this moment, almost all of Cheng Yimo's thoughts were suppressed in his throat. Looking at the opening and closing lips close to him, he felt thirsty in his throat, like a person walking in the desert, suddenly encountering a sweet spring. sweet temptation.

Slowly raising his eyes, the moment he entered his eyes, as if he had crossed the barrier of time and space, Cheng Yimo saw Ji Chenru who was wearing a white coat in the laboratory and was doing experiments meticulously.

Cold, confident, fanatical, serious, this kind of him is the Ji Chenru in his memory.

The collision of tenderness and seriousness flashed the same attractive color, and Yimo's throat slid up and down uncontrollably.

He pinched his palm hard, and the sharp pain brought back Cheng Yimo's erratic mind, and also suppressed all the dark thoughts that almost came out of his heart uncontrollably, facing the close distance , he nodded imperceptibly.

Chu Jingran pressed down again, and said darkly, "Dissecting, digging out the heart and taking the liver, this is my job, why are you afraid?"

The lips in front of her are pink, the full pink lips are slightly opened, the white teeth behind the moist lips are faintly visible, and there is also the pink tip of the tongue hidden behind, every tiny squirm of that little movement is It seems to stir the heart that is suppressed in the deepest part of the heart and longs to drink.

Cheng Yimo's entire vision is filled with this delicate and charming pink lips, at this moment he wants to imprint it on it without hesitation, absorbing the sweetness from his lips and teeth, and wants to imprint his mark on it forever.

Worried that his voice would leak out as soon as he spoke, Cheng Yi shook his head indistinctly.

I am also a devil, whether you are a holy angel in the sky, or a cruel Shura in hell, I am not afraid.

The former is delicious, the latter is of the same kind.

145. On the Importance of Taking to the Script 8

Seeing the child's 'innocent and unpretentious' answer, Chu Jingran's serious face slowly burst into a smile,