Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

, slippery and feeble, yet somewhat disorganized.

Sucking and kissing his soft little tongue, ambiguously drawing small circles on the tip of his tongue, leading all his feelings, a short gasp floated out of the boy's nasal cavity, like crying and moaning. The lips and teeth blend together, ambiguously regardless of each other.

For a long time, in the ambiguous and entangled reluctance, Deng Lixuan let go of the more alluring red lips that he loved so much.

The moment their lips parted, a very thin silver thread was drawn between their lips, adding a touch of emotion to the hot and ambiguous carriage.

The thumping heartbeat, hot and rising air, soft breathing, rapid exhalation, all these intertwined in a small space erosive and depraved.

There was a knocking sound from the front row, followed by the driver's voice from the other side of the partition.

"Master, you're home."

Suppressing the desire/fire rising in his belly, Deng Lixuan hugged the confused man in his arms and got out of the car, went to the master bedroom, half-immersed the man in the cold water prepared by the doctor first, and waited for the doctor here He also went up to the front for the first time, and showed the relevant situation to others, but within a moment, his brows furrowed deeply.

"Eldest young master, this medicine is too strong. If you force it, young master's body will not be able to resist it. I'm afraid it will harm future generations."

"Then what do you mean?"

The doctor said: "Just use the simplest method. The young master is now an adult. For such things as love, as long as you know how to control it, it will not cause any harm to your body."

The doctor almost didn't express his own thoughts directly. What's wrong with making it so complicated? If you have Chinese medicine, just find someone to cure it. It's not a minor child, so what are you afraid of.

After the doctor left, there were only two people left in the exquisitely decorated bathroom. Deng Lixuan looked at the half body submerged in cold water, who had regained a faint consciousness.

Cold water slid down his pale face, his lowered eyelashes trembled slightly, and his body was unconsciously drooping for some unknown reason.

Walking to the person's side, Deng Lixuan bowed and carried the drenched person out of the cold water.

The dripping cold water quickly receded from the body, and the white shirt was tightly attached to the young man's body after the water came out. He looked slender and beautiful. The cold water licked the skin that had faded from the thin powder, and they fell on the water surface, splashing In small circles, at this moment, he is like a mermaid that has been salvaged ashore, showing temptation everywhere.

With eyes half closed, Chu Jingran leaned on the man's shoulder and softly called out, "Brother..."

Attached, weak.

"En." Deng Lixuan walked towards the room step by step.

"Brother...brother...so hot...unpleasant...unbearable..." Chu Jingran's scorching breath between the opening and closing of his lips echoed all over his cheeks, and every bite could burn Deng Lixuan's heart.

Putting the wet boy on the bed, Deng Lixuan reached out and unbuttoned his shirt.

Taking off the cover of his clothes, he curled up tremblingly on the big bed with his blushing body, as if the delicate flower that was blown to the ground by the strong wind was helpless and pitiful, caressing the side of the master's face, Deng Lixuan Imprisoning the unconscious boy in his arms.

Feeling the approach of the person, Chu Jingran closed his eyes half-closed, a little bit of struggle, a little bit of puzzlement alternated rapidly, no, no, this is my brother, this is my brother...

The moment Deng Lixuan lowered his head and kissed the red lips lightly, he turned away with all his strength.

"Brother...Brother..." She was helpless and at a loss in her shining eyes.

Kissing his blushing side face lightly, Deng Lixuan whispered in his ear with a hoarse voice, "Of course, be good, the Deng family doesn't need a second successor now."

So the invention of TT in this world is actually a decoration?Or that thing is used to blow up balloon decorations, right?

The completely illogical logic was a little unclear in Chu Jingran's chaotic mind. The gentle touch on his cheek and the ambiguous slippery wetness made him instinctively want to get closer to the man. Completely liberated from within, but he couldn't.

This is the brother he has relied on since childhood, this is the brother he has always regarded as a god in his heart, the brother who can do everything, and this is his half brother.

Through those eyes sparkling with mist, helpless and fragile, Deng Lixuan glimpsed the deepest desire suppressed by the young man, and the stubbornness he had never seen before.

Unlike his usual squeamish abandonment, he stubbornly guards the most important belief in life.

Broken by the reflection in his clear eyes, the young man's knuckles clutching the bed sheet were white, his flushed little face was full of helpless resistance, his powdery skin and even his whole body were trembling restlessly, even Yu Yin used too much force, and the bitten lip was stained with a coquettish darkness.

Every cell in his body is clamoring for longing, but there is always struggling and wandering in the eyes that are bit by bit annihilated by desire.

Is it to give in to instinct and regard everything as a happy dream?or torment