The villain bosses in quick time travel are sick and delicate

Jiang Zhuo was taken aback when he heard the words, a little nervous: "Hmm...? What did we do?"

Luo Yan's eyes were as calm as water, so that he could not see the slightest hint, Jiang Zhuo thought desperately, but only a few vague fragments appeared in his mind.

In the clip, Luo Yan seemed to wipe his lips for him, but so what?

Jiang Zhuo tried his best to remain calm on the outside, but in fact, he was constantly searching for memories in his mind.

Luo Yan didn't know when he had put down his chopsticks, and at the moment he was quietly watching Jiang Zhuo, who was thinking hard on the opposite side, his eyes moved almost invisibly.

Then, he narrowed his beautiful eyes, got up, walked over the dining table and came to Jiang Zhuo's side.

With a graceful back leaning against the edge of the dining table, the slender and delicate boy leaned slightly, with one hand resting lightly on the chair behind Jiang Zhuo.

The icy-cold breath contained a seemingly non-existent aggression, and as Luo Yan approached, he caught off guard and invaded Jiang Zhuo's safe range.

Jiang Zhuo couldn't help but tense up a little, and leaned his straight spine against the back of the chair unconsciously, seeking a little sense of security.

He raised his head, puzzled and said, "What...?"

Luo Yan didn't answer immediately, but only looked down at him. Under the slender eyelashes, there was a pair of beautiful dark and indifferent eyes, so focused that one's heart would tremble.

Then I saw Luo Yan suddenly lowered his body and approached his ear, the distance where his lips were about to touch his ear.

The cold and slightly cold voice seemed to be entangled together, piercing into Jiang Zhuo's ear canal, bringing out the slightest itch that made people want to escape:

"Have you really forgotten? The way you vented in my hands."

Jiang Zhuo was dumbfounded, before recovering from the unusual itching, he was taken aback because of the content of the words.

He was speechless for a long while.

After a long time, he laughed and shook his head, unwilling to believe: "Why, how is it possible, how can I be so perverted, are you joking?"

Moreover, how could Luo Yan, who is so serious about cleanliness, agree to do such a strange thing for him.

But faintly, Jiang Zhuo's back was a little cold sweat, he couldn't help feeling that what Luo Yan said was the truth.

But he was just drunk, how could he develop to that point.

Just because Jiang Zhuo was confused by this simple sentence, he heard Luo Yan say again in a low voice: "Do you think I seem to be someone who knows how to joke? Also, that's what you asked for."

"..." Jiang Zhuo was completely speechless this time.

How could he...

Trapped between the chair and him by the half-bent Luo Yan, Jiang Zhuo didn't even have time to worry about the close distance, only those words Luo Yan said in his mind.

After a long while, he retorted weakly: "It's impossible for you to do this. You don't have a cleanliness..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted softly: "I don't have anyone I like."

Jiang Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but suspect that he had a hearing problem.

Why did he seem to hear Luo Yan saying that he likes it?

The person in front of him clearly had the same face, but it was different from the usual cold and indifferent Luo Yan, as if he was staring at some prey, deep and cold.

Seeing that Jiang Zhuo couldn't recover for a long time, Luo Yan continued to calmly release the fierce news:

"If you still can't remember, I don't mind helping you remember.

After getting drunk, I wiped your lips for you, but you suddenly hugged me and kept rubbing against each other."

"No, don't say it, don't say it... please." Jiang Zhuo felt embarrassed and ashamed when he thought of that scene, and he was extremely ashamed.

If he knew that he would be like this when he was drunk, he would definitely not touch the wine, but regretting it now will not help.

And the only fragment that can be recalled in his head is exactly the same as what Luo Yan said.

Jiang Zhuo had a splitting headache and wanted to dig a hole in the ground for an ostrich to bury himself in.

But Luoyan obviously didn't intend to let him go, and his slender fingers quickly touched his hot earlobe. Jiang Zhuo, who was nervous, was instantly tense.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Zhuo tried his best to hold back.

"It's red." Luo Yan's tone was very normal and calm, but he caught off guard and lightly pinched the soft earlobe, and Jiang Zhuo almost jumped up under his fingers.

"Don't, don't touch it." There was a slight tremor in Jiang Zhuo's voice.

He still hasn't figured out why there is such a development.

"Do you still want to hear it?" Luo Yan let go as he wished, "I still remember the details that you said you liked me and kept begging me to help you."

Jiang Zhuo: ...

how so.

He couldn't imagine the picture of a boy who was so cold in front of him that he seemed to have no desire to help him.

Jiang Zhuo bit his lips, unwilling to face the difficulty and said: "I, did I really say that I like you?"

"Yeah." Luo Yan's pupils darkened slightly from an angle he couldn't see, and his tone was as cold as usual, "Otherwise, how could I touch you."

Jiang Zhuo didn't know what else to say for a while, tightly pursing his lips.

He didn't expect that just two glasses of wine would lead to this inexplicable and dangerous appearance.

Luo Yan said that he liked him, Luo Yan condescended to help him with his hands... relieved his desire, and it was all because he took the initiative to rub against him, and said in a delirious manner that he liked him.

Can this provocation count?

Jiang Zhuo couldn't hold back, he raised his eyes and looked at the young man with drooping eyes in fear, who just stood there with an oppressive aura.

He didn't even have the courage to admit it or not.

Jiang Zhuo buried his head in an instant, wanting to cry but no tears.

But how could he admit it? He had the same respect for Luo Yan as he did for the mission goal, and he had absolutely no intention of doing anything wrong.

It would be too miserable to take the blame out of thin air.

Struggling and struggling, Jiang Zhuo finally insisted without confidence: "I'm sorry, can you treat me like I'm drunk and talking nonsense..."

As he spoke, he looked up to see Luo Yan's expression.

But as soon as he met Luo Yan's increasingly cold pupils, his voice unconsciously weakened.

——What should people say about riding a horse?

If he were Luo Yan, he would definitely feel cheated of his feelings, and would kill him with a knife.

But Luoyan is Luoyan after all, and he will never show any extra emotions.

After being euphemistically rejected, he just looked at him quietly for a while, and Jiang Zhuo couldn't help but feel ashamed with his focused eyes without any waves.

"You can't even try?" He said suddenly, his voice indifferent as usual.

"Hmm...? Why try?" Jiang Zhuo didn't quite understand.

Hearing the words, Luo Yan lowered her slender eyelashes, looked indifferent, and leaned closer, "That's it..."

His beautiful fingers with well-defined joints lifted Jiang Zhuo's soft chin, and his lips lightly reflected Jiang Zhuo's slightly opened lips.

Before Jiang Zhuo had time to react and break away, he was lightly attacked by a tremor that seemed to come from the soul in his body, and he froze in place.

Very, very familiar feeling.

It seemed... no one had ever given him such a familiar soul tremor that seemed to be engraved in his bones.

Jiang Zhuo suddenly thought of that person—the person who spent two worlds with him.

Jiang Zhuo's surprised voice almost disappeared in his throat.

But between the slightly parted lips, the tip of the tongue that came in lightly hooked the tip of his tongue, bringing out a faint and intensified numbing sweetness, and brought him back to reality quickly.

Maybe seeing that he didn't resist, after a simple test, Luo Yan slightly increased the force of clenching his chin, which wouldn't make him feel pain or discomfort, but couldn't let him break free easily.

And the cool and soft lips sucked him even more deeply, the tip of the tongue brushed against his unsuspecting upper gums, the extremely sensitive maxillary mucous membrane was brushed suddenly, Jiang Zhuo couldn't help but let out a low moan from the depth of his throat .

The slender fingers that had nowhere to rest now curled up slightly involuntarily on both sides of the body.

This sound seemed to lure Luo Yan, who was already a bit uncontrollable.

Almost in the next second, Luo Yan gently pressed him on the chair, the tip of her dexterous tongue penetrated deeper, and at the same time, her cold and delicate fingers caressed his side waist unpredictably.

Jiang Zhuo was finally stimulated by the cold touch to regain his senses.

He struggled, but Luo Yan invaded indifferently and unmoved as if some switch had been turned on.

Jiang Zhuo struggled to push away the beautiful and indifferent person.

There is still a lingering tenderness between the lips and tongue, Jiang Zhuo's black eyes were kissed with mist full of emotion.

"You." He was a little messy, facing Luo Yan, who had slightly sunken eyes and also had the slightest desire in front of him, he hadn't organized his words in a short time.

In his mind, Jiang Zhuo quickly called the system one by one

"Jiang Zaizai, are you looking for me?" Broken System asked innocently and innocently.

It will not monitor the completion of his tasks in real time, but will only appear when Jiang Zhuo needs it or when the code of conduct does not meet the scope of a good boy.

So, it looks like it doesn't know what's going on right now.

Jiang Zhuo paused, then silently asked in his mind: "Is there any Ci Yan in this dungeon?"

Hearing the broken system, unlike the usual immediate reply, this time it disappeared for a few microseconds before replying blankly: "Ci Yan's soul consciousness has not been detected."

However, it immediately added cautiously: "But if you feel it, it may be that the consciousness is hidden too deep, and the system cannot detect it."

Jiang Zhuo stopped talking after hearing the words, and the system consciously went offline.

Despite the conversation, in reality it was just a few seconds.

Jiang Zhuo came back to his senses, still looking at Luoyan's beautiful pupils that were dark and mingled with vague desires.

Jiang Zhuo fought uncontrollably, subconsciously wanting to distance himself.

If this look were placed on Ci Yan or Weixi, then he would be very familiar with it... It was obviously a prelude to bullying.

If you don't do something, the situation will definitely develop more outrageously.

Jiang Zhuo's thoughts were running at high speed, and he finally got ahead of Luo Yan and said preemptively: "You, can you let me think about it, I, I have class in the afternoon, so I can't think now."

Hearing this, Luo Yan still felt oppressed, waiting for him to continue.

Jiang Zhuo tried to purse his lips, blinked his eyes, trying to get away with it.

However, the burning fingers on his waist seemed to know that he could no longer resist, and the fingertips began to gently rub his waist again.

Jiang Zhuo couldn't stand being caressed so much, thinking about it, I'll give you an answer as soon as possible, is that okay?Wanting to cry but no tears, I had no choice but to stammer and discuss: "Well, try something, I, I will be serious