[Quick Transmigration] It is said that someone is chasing me?

[Small dramas that may or may not be related to the main text

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In the office of Aizen High School, there are huge floor-to-ceiling windows, spacious and tidy rooms, warm and elegant tones, and a good view. The sunlight turns into a soft halo through the curtains.

"Ah... um... Take it easy..." A man's magnetic and hoarse moan sounded.

The top buttons of the man's shirt popped open, as if they had been torn violently by someone impatiently, causing the shirt to be wrinkled and stacked on the man's body, revealing smooth and slender lines.

At this moment, he was lying on the desk, and the documents on the desk were swept to the ground with a wave, and scattered all over the floor.His cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were full of mist. His usually rigorous and wise eyes looked innocent and warm at this moment.

Pursing his slightly swollen lips, he murmured the name of the man lying on top of him: "Yuan Ye..."

He Yuanye smiled elegantly and gently, but his eyes were full of boundless desire and possession, which made people palpitate.

"Good boy." He said, with a doting tone, with a trace of helpless sigh and connivance.

At this moment, Qin Yi was lying on his back on the desk, his clothes were disheveled, and the corners of his eyes were wet.Because his slender legs were off the ground, he couldn't find a point of strength. After kicking twice, he was firmly held by He Yuanye's hands.

This action caused Qin Yi's other leg to involuntarily go around He Yuanye's waist. The moment he hooked around the waist, He Yuanye was also pulled a step forward, and his lower body was more tightly attached.

He Yuanye put away his refined smile and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

It seemed as if he had taken the initiative, as he thought about it, his heart was filled with overflowing throbbing and possessiveness.

Qin Yi's warming ambiguous atmosphere made even his body dyed red, and his mind was a little dizzy: "Why... um..."

He only said one word, but He Yuanye blocked his lips severely. The kiss that belonged to He Yuanye's paranoia and pity was like a hot spray, which made Qin Yi even feel the tingling sensation of being burned to his toes.

He Yuanye's eyes were getting darker and darker. After a long time, he finally forced himself to raise his head, letting go of the ravaged red and swollen thin lips, and lowered his eyes to look deeply at Qin Yi.

Panting slightly, Qin Yi also looked at him. After the two looked at each other for a long time, the corners of their mouths curled up slightly.

"Bear kid." Qin Yi said with a smile, then raised his arms around He Yuanye's neck, pulling him towards him.

He Yuanye lowered his head, touched his lips lightly, and then kissed him on the brow, his eyes were full of cherishment and fascination: "I love you."

Qin Yi felt his soft kiss, wrapped one arm around his neck, and rubbed his hair with the other hand: "Bear boy."

He Yuanye smiled happily when he heard the words, lowered his head and licked his lips again, and bound him firmly in his arms with both hands.

Qin Yi said nothing.

However, just when He Yuanye lowered his head and wanted to seal those lips that seduced him deeply, Qin Yi said, "Me too."

He Yuanye was stunned.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

Qin Yi said, so did he.

Also, love?

He Yuanye stared at him without blinking his eyes, as if he was confirming what Qin Yi just said.

Feeling his bewilderment, Qin Yi stretched out his hand to pull him into him again, kissed him lightly, and said in a doting tone, "Fool."

He Yuanye looked at him, slowly buried his head into his neck, and took a deep breath: "I am happy."

Qin Yi patted him on the back lightly.

There is a wet feeling in the neck fossa.

"It's right to be happy, we still have to be happy for several lifetimes."

So, stop being insecure, you brat.

He Yuanye heard the words, buried in his neck and sucked out the red and purple marks fiercely, as if swearing his own ownership.

Qin Yi obeyed him tenderly.

So, the desk in the office swayed all night.

The author has something to say:

Hahaha, I'm so scared. I obviously didn't write anything properly. How can it be so square above the neck? Will it be locked? The little angels want to give out sugar. When I was in the office, the stupid author wanted to come, hehehe, the psychological pressure of committing crimes against the wind is great, and sure enough, I should not do this in the future 2333.