Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

flashed away.

Suddenly, Li Sanshao smiled generously: "It turned out that the flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple, and my family beat my own family. It was a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding." After saying that, he let go of the hand that had been holding Chu Jingran.

With the other party letting go, Chu Jingran's heart sank to the ground. Hearing the other party's words, it was obvious that he couldn't offend his backstage Deng Lixuan, and he now had two points of confidence.

Rubbing his wrist, Chu Jingran frowned displeasedly and said, "Then you still get out of the way, let me go out."

Li Sanshao smiled and said: "Of course I want to get out of the way, but," Yu Feng turned around, "I also had a misunderstanding just now, so I have to make amends."

He turned his head and waved his hands at the servant who had just whispered to him, "Go and bring me two glasses of wine, and I will apologize to Young Master Deng."

The attendant immediately turned around and walked towards the hall. Within half a minute, a glass of wine was delivered to Chu Jingran.

There is not much wine in the goblet, and the dark liquid reflects an unknown coquettishness through the darkness.

Li Sanshao said: "Master Deng must forgive me for this momentary mistake, but don't let our two families have any misunderstandings because of this joke."

Chu Jingran glanced at the wine in the glass, then at the person in front of him, with a hesitant expression, "I... my brother won't let me drink."

"Young master Deng is only three years old and not an adult. Why do you say that you are the older brother and the younger brother? You dare not even drink such a little wine. Is it possible that you can still get drunk after drinking this? Or...you have to go first. Mr. Deng, please ask for an order?"

Chu Jingran was agitated by his words, and blushed and retorted, "You're only three years old."

"Haha, I was just joking. Don't be angry, Young Master Deng. It's just a little wine. As an apology, I'll do it first." A cup means that there is not a single drop left in the cup.

Seeing this, Chu Jingran hesitated again and again, pursed his lips, and finally took the wine in the person's hand, wrinkled his disgusted face, and drank the wine in the glass.

Li Sanshao on the opposite side saw this, and his eyes revealed the meaning of success.

"Third Young Master, look at this. I happen to have some high-end goods in my hand. I will find a way to drink it for him. No matter how innocent or ignorant he is, he will become a lewd/baby/slut/woman under the effect of this medicine. Get some evidence, it's not because we forced it, but...'

Although Li Sanshao did not want to offend the Deng family or Deng Lixuan, he was not to the point of fear. He is a sage, obviously this Li Sanshao has not yet reached the threshold of a sage.

Chu Jingran imitated others and clasped the goblet, indicating that he had finished drinking, and said with an unhappy face, "Can I go now?"

"Naturally." The attendant, who had been blocking the road, gave up his seat.

Like an animal that only intends to come back to seek revenge, Chu Jingran cast a bitter look at the person, then walked towards the hall, obviously intending to complain to Deng Lixuan.

It's just that before taking a few steps on this road, Chu Jingran suddenly felt the discomfort of the heavy heat wave coming from his body.

It felt like all the blood in the body was about to burn.

Stumbling under his feet, Chu Jingran tremblingly supported the wall beside him.

So...so hot.

"What's the matter, Young Master Deng?" Li Sanshao's voice suddenly came from behind.

The voice that was originally annoying to him now blew in his ears, but it made Chu Jingran, who was hot all over, even more unbearable. He wanted to take the initiative to approach, but with his limited rationality, he forcibly suppressed this idea.

"Let... get out of the way..."

Li Sanshao half embraced the staggering man, "Are you really letting me go?"

An uncontrollable wave of emotions surged, and fear, helplessness, shyness and embarrassment rushed into my heart, and the boy's trembling voice sounded like weeping and moaning, "Let... let go, I... my brother... won't ... let you off..."

"You took the initiative yourself." Li Sanshao leaned down slightly, and said softly, "I will keep all the moments of your initiative as evidence."

This time, the young master, who hadn't been through the big wind and waves, really turned pale with fright, and struggled to raise his weak hand to push the person in front of him away, but he didn't want to be unsteady, and fell in again. It looked like he was actively throwing himself into his arms hug.

Li Sanshao looked proud, and was about to take the man who was slowly fascinated by love/desire to his private room to taste slowly, when suddenly a deep male voice mixed with endless coldness sounded.

"Who allowed you to touch him?"

Li Sanshao's smile froze on his face, he raised his head slowly and touched the man's gloomy face half hidden in the shadow.

Deng Lixuan!

Although he felt that there was something wrong with Deng Lixuan, Li Sanshao still reacted very quickly, "It turned out to be Mr. Deng. I saw that An Ran suddenly felt unwell. I wondered if something was wrong. I was going to send him to the doctor. Mr. Deng came just in time."

Walking to the side of people, Deng Lixuan understood at a glance