Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

As unreservedly dependent on him as in the past six months, he wants to be with his father who loves him forever, but Zheng Hongyi still can't help switching the concepts between the two in his heart.

Closing his eyes and kissing the soft and docile short hair lightly, Zheng Hongyi thought, he will be with his boy forever.

on the dining table

Zheng Hongyi stopped eating, turned his head and said, "Li Xin wants to visit Zhou Ze in the hospital."

Chu Jingran nodded, "My savior, thank you."

Different from the idea of ​​encouraging him to recover soon after having too much contact with outsiders for half a year, Zheng Hongyi remained silent.

At the beginning, Zheng Hongyi only had music in his life, so he hoped that the teenager could live like a normal person, have friends, socialize, and have his own bright life, and he himself would not be restricted by the teenager's illness, but slowly Zheng Hongyi He found that his sight was like a ferromagnet, he was attracted, pulled away, and bewitched little by little, until he found that he had feelings for others that shouldn't exist.

Since then, Zheng Hongyi began to limit intentionally or unintentionally, his initial behavior of wanting to push the other party out.

He can support his boy for a lifetime without anyone else approaching, even if he and the boy can only be the simplest father and son.

But now, the shackles that had bound him all along were broken from the outside.

They were no longer father and son, and without the fetters of blood, the boy would become his only exclusive treasure, and Zheng Hongyi was even more reluctant to allow people to have too much contact with other people.

Zheng Hongyi withdrew his gaze, "There are many people in the hospital, Li Xin wouldn't like to go there."

[He is clearly not letting you, the host, have contact with other people, and his naked possessiveness is over the top. 】

Chu Jingran couldn't put the words of Yu 520 in his heart.

After thinking for a while, as if he had made up his mind, Chu Jingran said, "I'm not afraid."

After finishing the words, Zheng Hongyi squeezed the chopsticks with his fingertips, and then he felt the people around him get closer, pulled his arm, and softly called: "Dad." Intimacy.

Seeing him like this, Chu Jingran still didn't speak. Thinking of what he had watched on TV not long ago, he hesitated for a moment, and pressed a soft kiss on the side of the man's face.

On TV, this is how it was played when begging my father.

The moment the soft touch imprinted on his cheeks, Zheng Hongyi's breath suddenly stagnated, and the moment the kiss fell apart, he almost reflexively raised his hand to wrap around the slender waist that the other party was trying to stay away from, and pulled him into his arms. At the same time, the whole upper body pressed straight up.

90. Only Dad is Good in the World 17

The touch of forehead to forehead, the touch of nose tip to nose tip, the tide of ink almost covered the bottom of the man's deep eyes.

Looking at the clear eyes of the young man who is close at hand, looking at his small face that can be broken by blows and his pink lips with milk stains, Zheng Hongyi used all his rationality to suppress the urge to put a kiss on those pink lips , said dully: "Who taught you."

Chu Jingran was taken aback by the man's never-before-seen appearance, his eyelashes trembled uncomfortably, with a pale face, swallowed his saliva and said in a low voice, "That's how it was played on TV."

In sight, the boy's small and cute Adam's apple slides up and down, as if unintentionally, a small pink tip of his tongue gently lifts off the droplet-like milk stains on his lips, implying that the small movements full of taste are the most charming in the middle of the night However, those eyes contained a kind of extreme cleanliness. Under the uneasy movements at this moment, they revealed a bit of innocent innocence.

Zheng Hongyi's ink-like eyes lingered on the seductive pink lips in front of his eyes for a long time, the veins on the back of the hand holding the person's waist were slightly bruised, and the heartbeat in his chest accelerated violently.

He wanted... to want his boy to belong to him completely at this moment, and he didn't want to wait a second longer.

Feeling the approach of the man on his body, Chu Jingran, who was imprisoned under him, seemed to have sensed something, struggled uncomfortably, and called out a little helplessly, "Dad...Dad."

A simple call suddenly brought back Zheng Hongyi's thoughts, and made him stop his aggressive movements abruptly.

Looking at the frightened young man who was about to cry, Zheng Hongyi took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, all the darkness in his eyes had been suppressed at the bottom of them.

Reluctantly letting go of the slender waist in his arms, Zheng Hongyi reached out and rubbed his head, "Father listens to Li Xin."

Not yet, it would scare his teenager.

……

Hospital

After the examination, Zhou Ze was lying on the hospital bed, his face still in a vague trance. Just now when the doctor came to examine him, he joked about the dangerous scene of blood donation.

Zheng Hongyi?first degree relative?dad?

In Zhou Ze's cognition, his father is the one, wandering around