The villain bosses in quick time travel are sick and delicate

Holding back his eyes patiently, Mu Lin couldn't open his mouth for a long time, Jiang Zhuo beside him seemed to have a faint fragrance, as warm as the sun, permeating the tip of his nose.

Mu Lin's fingertips moved lightly, and then pressed down again.

No.

At the same time, Jiang Zhuo hadn't heard him speak, and looked up in doubt, and saw the other party's lips were tightly pressed, and a pair of dark and beautiful eyes were looking at him intently.

"Mulin?"

Then Jiang Zhuo heard a reminder that his favorability had dropped by [-] in his mind, and he was completely stunned.

Is this too close? Why did it fall so much at once?

Jiang Zhuo was puzzled and bewildered, he couldn't understand Mu Lin's thoughts at all, he hesitated and had to sit a little further away.

But Mu Lin saw that the other party seemed to be moving away a little uncomfortably, so he lowered his eyes again.

He quietly showed Jiang Zhuo his abilities, and then got up to go back to the desk.

Jiang Zhuo looked at his back, and listened to the sound of the continuously dropping favorable impression, biting the corner of his lips as if he was making some important decision.

Then, he suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the other person, pulling him towards him.

Mu Lin was dragged down unpreparedly, so when he looked at Jiang Zhuo, there was no displeasure in his eyes, he just asked silently.

And Jiang Zhuo stared at the other party's slightly parted thin lips, bright red in color and beautiful in shape, he swallowed his saliva, and kissed him when he was not prepared.

There was no force, no deep meaning, just a light touch, like a temptation.

Jiang Zhuo held his breath and waited for the increase or decrease of favorability to be pronounced, but at that moment, it was extremely quiet, and there was no sound.

Including Mu Lin's breathing, they seemed to be frozen.

Then, Jiang Zhuo was stunned by the sudden surge of favorability like a mountain torrent.

It's like riding a roller coaster, from the bottom to the top in an instant.

And Mu Lin, who was half-pressed on the sofa, regained his senses, as if there were plundering flames burning in the bottom of his eyes, he felt the other party's tendency to retreat, and he pressed it calmly.

What does Jiang Zhuo mean?

Whatever that meant, though, was reason enough for him.

Mu Lin's fingers firmly pressed Jiang Zhuo's lower back.

Through the thin clothes, he could feel the tiny depression on the other's waist, and he hadn't touched it completely, but just gently rubbed the shark, and he could feel a sudden shudder in his heart.

Without giving the other party time to react, Mu Lin raised his other hand, stretched in from the hem behind Jiang Zhuo's clothes without hesitation, and held the other's slender waist.

The fingertips finally touched the soft skin, and Mu Lin couldn't help but licked his increasingly dry lips.

At the same time, several vine-like ice and snow emerged, entangled Jiang Zhuo's body involuntarily.

Some got into his jacket, and some pulled down the edge of Jiang Zhuo's trousers a little, revealing the snow-white underpants.

There are even some, sticking to Jiang Zhuo's skin, and staying on his chest.

Because Jiang Zhuo was leaning slightly at this time, with his hands on both sides of Mu Lin's body, his clothes drooped due to gravity, and the clothes were slightly open, and those "vines" were effortless.

The cold and smooth touch kept rubbing against every inch of his skin.

One of the "vines" even passed over the softest skin, Jiang Zhuo couldn't help but let out a low moan.

His waist was a little weak, but his fingers that were propped on the sofa were suddenly clenched.

He could feel the two of them gradually moving.

Mu Lin moved closer, bit his lip, and forced him to open his mouth, and the tip of his tongue invaded immediately.

At this time, Jiang Zhuo's appearance was a little messy, his pants were almost completely ripped off by the vines, revealing a pair of straight and white long legs.

The trousers were half hung on top, adding a bit of confusion.

Mu Lin kissed deeply, with an aggression that was completely opposite to the calmness on his face.

Intermittently, he heard Jiang Zhuo's low-pitched sobs, like a kitten meowing, and he opened his long eyelashes.

From the corner of his eyes, Mu Lin caught a glimpse of the other party's soft hair tips, which were slightly soaked with thin sweat.

lead to crime.

Seeing this, Mu Lin kept pressing the hand on Jiang Zhuo's back waist, but couldn't bear it anymore, and gradually poked into the hem of Jiang Zhuo's body.

— the road is up.

Then without consent, he wantonly touched the boy's chest, which was warmer and more delicate than in the dream.

"Well."

The slender fingers teased lightly, again and again, making Jiang Zhuo tremble uncontrollably.

Although he is not restrained obviously now, because of the caressing and entanglement of the vines, he is also close to the posture of being unable to move.

Mu Lin was clearly able to restrain himself again and again, but now he was aggressing without giving him a chance to speak.

Jiang Zhuo tensed his body, thinking about it.

Then I couldn't help trembling even more.

Because the exposed skin around the waist was quickly entwined by the cold "vines" intimately.

Among them, the navel was slightly penetrated by the soft vine tips, and touched in circles.

At this time, Mu Lin's favorability reached a peak of 90.

Soon it will be approaching 95, and the system will start to send out reminders to pay attention to the speed of the strategy.

Jiang Zhuo struggled to open his eyes, looked at Mu Lin who was focused and aggressive, and began to resist shaking his head.

Seeing him showing rejection and refusal, Mu Lin drooped his long eyelashes unsatisfied, but he still stopped wanting to explore further, put away those "vine calamaries"

In the end, Jiang Zhuo was asked to lie on his body and breathe slowly. Mu Lin didn't say a word, but slightly parted his increasingly bright red and thin lips, and his long eyelashes completely concealed the emotions in his eyes.

For a while, Jiang Zhuo was still panting, "I thought you hated me touching you."

Mu Lin pursed his lips, touched Jiang Zhuo's soft black hair, his voice was clear and slightly hoarse, "No."

"That's good." Hearing this, Jiang Zhuo raised his head from Mu Lin's chest and smiled lightly.

Seeing this, Mu Lin's eyelashes moved.

Favorability has increased by two points.

Already at 96, Jiang Zhuo didn't dare to speak anymore, after a while, he breathed steadily and got up.

Turning his head to look outside, the sky was already too bright, so he thought of tidying up his messy clothes and pants.

—Jiang Zhuo was a little embarrassed when he looked down and saw that his pants had been taken off to his knees.

After tidying up, Jiang Zhuo touched the tip of his nose with his fingers, and asked, "Are you hungry, why don't you go out and eat something?"

Mu Lin was actually not very hungry, but looking at Jiang Zhuo, he nodded.

The two went out after tidying up a little.

This was a relatively bustling street in City B before. Although it is a bit depressed due to the current situation, there are still some snacks.

Jiang Zhuo's stomach was empty, he bought some here and there, while Mu Lin walked beside him quietly, without a hat on, his cold demeanor and his good looks attracted a lot of attention.

Jiang Zhuo was thinking about the mission while eating.

Now, Gu Yunzhu's favorability has increased a bit, reaching 97, while Pei Lai has been hovering between 96-98. So far, Mu Lin's favorability is the highest, at 98.

But it's almost a hundred.

Jiang Zhuo frowned slightly, whether this task is difficult or not, it is not easy to say it is easy.

Probably because I have been with Ci Yan's soul consciousness in so many copies of the world before, this time the soul consciousness is divided into three parts, each of which has a good impression.

But to reach [-] favorability at the same time, it can't be fast or slow...

Suddenly, I heard an emergency notification from the broken system: "Jiang Zaizai, the aura of Gu Yunzhu and Pei Lai has been detected nearby."

Jiang Zhuo was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but raise his heart, asking, "Where is it?"

Breaking the system quickly reported the respective positions of the two, Jiang Zhuo took a look, not far from where he was.

But then, the broken system said solemnly: "Jiang Zaizai, how do I feel...the other two raiding targets are coming towards you...?"

Jiang Zhuo was taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately stopped eating, with an inexplicable premonition that was not good.

He looked at Mu Lin beside him, "Why don't we go back quickly."

Mu Lin heard the words: "Okay, I can do it."

Jiang Zhuo nodded.

He didn't want to run into each other at all.

It gets dark very early in winter, when the night is getting darker and the street lights are on.

He pulled Mu Lin, deliberately walked on a dimly lit path, put the hoodie on his head again, lowered his head, and walked in a hurry, lest he be caught by one of the two.

Mu Lin was careful, and after realizing it, he asked, "Are you hiding from someone?"

Jiang Zhuo replied vaguely in a low voice: "It's sort of."

The night wind was rustling, the small road was sparsely populated, and the tall trees cast large and thick shadows under the street lamps, which were overlapping and could easily bury people's figures.

This made Jiang Zhuo feel very safe.

However, just as they were about to return to the apartment and Jiang Zhuo was finally relieved, a cold and threatening voice came from not far away, "Jiang Zhuo."

The person who was suddenly named: "..."

He suddenly remembered a sentence.

Hades wants people to die at the third watch, who dares to keep them until the fifth watch.

Jiang Zhuo wanted to cry but stopped in his tracks.

He only felt his heart beating faster in his chest, and he didn't dare to turn his head.

Mu Lin glanced at the young man who was walking over, and asked in a low voice, "Is that the person you want to hide from?"

Jiang Zhuo hummed vaguely, and subconsciously wanted to speed up his pace and go back to the apartment.

But Pei Lai had already come to him and blocked his way.

Jiang Zhuo could only stop, and looked at the young man with a guilty conscience.

The other party was still calm, tall and elegant, his face illuminated by the street lamps had deep features and graceful contours, adding a touch of unreal softness.

"Come back with me?"

Her voice was as cold and indifferent as ever, and Pei Lai raised her lips slightly, as if she wasn't at all unhappy.

But Jiang Zhuo, who is familiar with Pei Lai's temperament, doesn't believe in this superficial tranquility at all.

——Pei Lai must have already planned how to teach him a lesson. If he goes back with him, he probably won't be able to come out again in a short time...

Jiang Zhuo pursed his lips, still brainstorming about excuses, but didn't answer.

On the other hand, Mu Lin, seeing his complex and unspeakable expression, couldn't help closing his eyes, and looked slightly coldly at Pei Lai who was in front.

He said indifferently: "He probably doesn't want to."

As he spoke, he held Jiang Zhuo's wrist.

Hearing this, Pei Lai's gaze landed extremely coldly on the position where the two of them were in contact, and then shifted her captivating gaze to Mu Lin's face, and looked back without falling behind, coldly.

Jiang Zhuo felt a subtle atmosphere of tension.

However, before Pei Lai could speak, another figure of a young man walked over.

The young man's face was as beautiful and fair as an angel, but there was a cold and sinister arc on the corners of his lips, which opened slightly, as if he came from hell: "Jiang Zhuo."