The villain bosses in quick time travel are sick and delicate

Jiang Zhuo looked at him with drunken eyes, slowly digested his question for a while, and then nodded slightly.

But Luo Yan didn't untie it for him for a long time, Jiang Zhuo unconsciously reached out, trying to reach Luo Yan's sleeve, reminding him to help.

He had no idea what Luo Yan would look like if this appearance fell into Luo Yan's eyes one by one

The juvenile-like pitch-black hair was slightly messy by Jiang Zhuo himself, and the bright red and moist lips opened and closed gently with his breathing, like a helpless young deer that has lost its way.

Only Luo Yan, who is the main character, can still maintain his indifference at this time, lowering his eyes and saying hoarsely: "Speak. Do you want me to help you?"

This time the distance between the two of them was even closer, and the scorching breath, which was completely different from the cold appearance, invaded the ear canal, and Jiang Zhuo couldn't help but curl up all over.

But being so hot that he couldn't bear it, Jiang Zhuo dared to touch his wrist and put it on his waist.

"Well, help me, untie..."

Seeing this, Luo Yan's eyes darkened for a moment.

Only then did he untie his belt in an orderly manner.

Soon he untied the tightly tied belt and pulled it out, and the wide bathrobe on Jiang Zhuo's body instantly slipped to both sides of his body.

The white and well-proportioned texture in the middle is then exposed in large swaths.

"call--"

Only then did Jiang Zhuo get a little coolness, he breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes that were still wet with mist, bent a long white jade-like leg, and put his arm on his knee.

Luo Yan seemed to be watching calmly, but even just watching like this, he felt that his self-control was about to run out.

But the two personalities suddenly and secretly fought for the right to use the body, and were finally suppressed mercilessly by the main personality, Luo Yan.

After solving the two personalities, Luo Yan carefully touched Jiang Zhuo's earlobe, the delicate soft flesh, he felt his heart tremble when he touched it, but the other party still didn't notice it.

He was so innocent that he couldn't bear to attack him, but he couldn't help bullying him fiercely, preferably until he cried.

Luoyan paused, and his bony fingers came straight to the boy's soft lips.

The lips that had been moistened by the wine were slightly rimmed and slightly parted.

He lowered his eyes, tentatively pressed Jiang Zhuo's lower lip under the light, which seemed to be glowing with water.

After doing this several times, the young man couldn't help but slightly opened his eyes, "Luo Yan...?"

Those ignorant black eyes almost made him want to kiss them.

But Luo Yan suppressed it, and said lightly: "If something gets on it, I'll wipe it off for you."

"Hmm..." Jiang Zhuo, who was drunk, was extremely easy to fool, he nodded when he heard this, and leaned against the sofa weakly, allowing him to move.

But gradually, Jiang Zhuo felt strange in a daze. After Luo Yan's finger touched him, he didn't leave, but moved more and more between his lips.

But his mind was muddled, he was paralyzed by alcohol, and he didn't realize how dangerous such an action was.

Then, his lips were slightly pushed away by his fingers, and Luo Yan's cold fingertips touched his teeth, upper jaw, and tip of tongue...

The numbing sweetness came from the mouth, spreading everywhere, Jiang Zhuo moved blankly, his body accidentally fell to the side, and Luo Yan took him into his arms extremely gently.

Jiang Zhuo didn't notice anything wrong in a daze.

He naturally leaned back on Luo Yan's chest, almost without the strength to think, and even consciously found a comfortable position.

The moist, thin and soft lips parted slightly as if obediently allowing Luo Yan's fingers to penetrate.

The slender and beautiful fingers, like works of art, touched the sensitive gums, caressed the small canine teeth, and finally pressed the young man's dazed tongue, entwined, and played with it cautiously and presumptuously.

Jiang Zhuo's eyelashes trembled, and he groaned uncomfortably. He struggled, but couldn't get away.

"Luo Yan..."

Unaware that the instigator who disturbed his sleep was Luo Yan, Jiang Zhuo asked for help uncomfortably.

"Huh?" Luo Yan, the main character, tasted the sweet taste of controlling a powerless young man in his hands for the first time, and couldn't help it for a while.

"Hmm..." The fingers in the mouth quickly touched the sensitive mucous membrane of the upper jaw, and Jiang Zhuo's long legs couldn't help shrinking.

It took a long time before Luo Yan pulled out his fingers, wiped them clean with a wet towel, and hugged Jiang Zhuo tightly in his arms with his chest facing the opponent's back.

Finally relieved a bit of suppressed desire, Luo Yan's expression returned to normal, and originally wanted to end this time, but Jiang Zhuo leaned into his arms and rubbed unconsciously.

Luo Yan froze instantly, and the darkness in his eyes became heavier.

He held down the two and three personalities that were about to move in his body, and said in a low and hoarse voice next to Jiang Zhuo's ear: "You recruited me."

The teenager's bathrobe was wide open, which was especially convenient for him to move around.

Luo Yan seemed to have released his dark side, biting Jiang Zhuo's earlobe behind him, and caressing Jiang Zhuo's slender and flexible waist, even the bottom of his cold eyes was entangled with a dark and strong desire at this moment.

The aroma of alcohol was all over the young man, lingering between the two of them. Luo Yan, who had obviously not been drinking, had a vague illusion of intoxication and madness at this moment.

"Luoyan..." The young man seemed to be getting more drunk, his earlobes were being rubbed against his tender flesh, and his slender waist was being caressed by his fingers, his voice for help was slightly crying, thinking that he could help him get rid of this Shameful perverted entanglement.

However, he didn't know that the culprit who caused him to tremble uncontrollably was the person he was yelling at.

Soon, the young man was aroused with hot desire, and layers of seductive crimson spread out from his beautiful body.

Such a scene made the two and three personalities in the body gradually unable to hold back.

The two personalities were the first to lose their composure, and said, "It's my turn, isn't it?"

Luo Yan, the main character, didn't answer, he just barely stopped his movements and stared at the young man lying in his arms, breathing unsteadily, with a bewildered and impatient expression.

The three personalities obviously saw his refusal, and smiled thoughtfully and gently: "It's a bit too much to interrupt halfway. But, do you really intend to make it to the end?"

—Of course not.

Luo Yan's expression gradually calmed down.

Let’s not talk about whether Jiang Zhuo will hate him if he really makes it to the end after he wakes up, even he himself is unwilling to forcefully possess him when this young man is drunk.

At least, for the first time, Jiang Zhuo must agree.

In the end, Luo Yan still ignored his fiery reaction, and carefully and lovingly kissed the boy's cheek. The soft and warm touch made him unable to put it down.

After solving the half-dream and half-awake Jiang Zhuo, he took a long cold shower to calm down his desire.

Holding the young man who had fallen asleep comfortably, he stared at the figure's outline for a long time in the dark before closing his eyes with some satisfaction.

... If one day, Jiang Zhuo took the initiative to hug him, that feeling would definitely make him very obsessed.

The next day.

Jiang Zhuo rubbed his sleepy eyes, and got out from the pure gray quilt.

When he accidentally discovered that he was sleeping on the bed, his drowsiness dissipated in an instant, he opened his eyes wide and looked beside him, seeing that there was no one there.

Could it be that Luo Yan slept on the sofa last night?

Is it because of his poor sleeping posture or what, he actually drove Luo Yan to sleep on the sofa, Jiang Zhuo gasped, the more he thought about it, the more puzzled he became, he didn't even bother to put on slippers, and ran out with his bare feet on the wooden floor .

— When he left the room, he saw Luo Yan who seemed to have just returned from morning exercise.

Luo Yan, with delicate features and an indifferent expression, was wearing the simplest white T-shirt, a snow-white towel was placed around his slender neck, and a thin layer of sweat protruded from his forehead.

The T-shirt was very thin, and Jiang Zhuo could vaguely see the perfect outline of the abdominal muscles under the other's clothes, and his Adam's apple subconsciously moved.

After being startled, he said, "You're up now."

Luo Yan glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and said calmly: "It's almost nine o'clock."

Jiang Zhuo immediately silently followed the usual biological clock one by one, he just got up at nine o'clock, and he might have to stay on for a while.

But has this person actually returned from training?

No wonder he has such a good figure, unlike him, his abs have not yet formed, tsk.

"Where are the slippers?" Suddenly, Luo Yan frowned slightly.

Jiang Zhuo followed his line of sight to look down, and said indifferently: "Forgot."

Hearing this, Luo Yan stopped talking, and directly took out his slippers from the room, and placed them by his clean feet.

Jiang Zhuo was moved by his thoughtfulness, but also felt more guilty.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Well... I didn't do anything excessive yesterday, did I?"

He thought there shouldn't be any, at most it was a small trouble, but Luo Yan heard the question, but didn't answer "it's okay" as he wished, but took a deep look at him.

Jiang Zhuo immediately:? ? ?

This, what does this mean?

He couldn't help taking a step forward, and wanted to ask again, but Luo Yan's expression made it clear that he wouldn't ask anything.

Jiang Zhuo could only look at the back of Luo Yan walking into the kitchen, desperately remembering.

But the fragments were too severe, without a reminder, he couldn't remember anything at all.

Jiang Zhuo scratched his messy hair helplessly, frowned, and walked to the bathroom.

But as he was walking, his legs suddenly softened slightly. After he stood still, he realized that something was wrong with his body, as if... he had let out his laziness and powerlessness.

Jiang Zhuo stood on the spot, concentrating for a while, and became more and more sure of his feelings. He froze for a while, and then his face turned slightly pale.

He won't... let Luo Yan see him doing bad things while drunk, right?

Holding on to the washstand, Jiang Zhuo couldn't recover for a long time.

After thinking about it, it seemed that this speculation was indeed reasonable, but he really didn't have the courage to confirm it with Luo Yan.

But if he pretends nothing happened and hides it from the past, will Luo Yan hate him in his heart and don't want to get along with him anymore...

Jiang Zhuo was worried about the task, but couldn't save face, and finally succumbed to the task while eating breakfast.

The breakfast was made by Luo Yan, and it was delicious in color, fragrance, and it was completely impossible to see that Luo Yan, who is not a human being, actually has such craftsmanship.

If there is no such worry, Jiang Zhuo will definitely enjoy it very much.

But with this thought in mind, Jiang Zhuo ate like chewing wax, and finally swallowed a mouthful before raising his head, looking at Luo Yan who was eating quietly opposite, and tried:

"I... did you see something last night?"

Luo Yan looked at him upon hearing this, "What?"

Jiang Zhuo pursed his lips, afraid that he might make a mistake, he hesitated and asked, "Why did you sleep on the sofa yesterday?"

Unexpectedly, Luo Yan replied calmly: "Who told you that I slept on the sofa."

"Hmm...?" Jiang Zhuo blinked, startled, "So, do we sleep together?"

Luo Yan silently affirmed.

Jiang Zhuo instantly relieved the burden from his heart, so his guess must be unfounded.

If Luo Yan really saw it and hated him, how could he still let him go to bed.

But Jiang Zhuo didn't know that Luo Yan had been observing him calmly since the morning, and now that he couldn't hide his relief, Luo Yan even narrowed his eyes slightly.

Not knowing what he was thinking, Luo Yan seemed to confirm: "Really forget?"

Jiang Zhuo nodded honestly.

Seeing this, Luo Yan's heart moved slightly, and he lowered his eyelashes to hide the emotions in his eyes.

Calmly said: "I don't remember that, what did we do?"