Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

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Seeing this, Chu Jingran sighed and said: [As a system without gender and functions in this regard, you will not understand the coolness of this kind of harmony. 】

No. 520 suffers the heaviest crit in history 1000000

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A room full of charming smells and a messy bed, Mo Jiujun unconsciously rubbed the slender waist of the person beside him with his palm. It was originally white and flawless jasper, but this meeting was full of indulgence all night. He sucked kisses carefully Come out rose red.

All over the body, including the most private part, can be seen with stains and marks, but before the madness on the bed.

Facts tell Mo Jiujun that his national teacher is much more delicious than expected.

The deliciousness gave him the urge to never let go.

Suddenly, Mo Jiujun felt the eyelashes of the person on the couch beside him tremble, and then those cold eyes slowly opened.

With such a mess and unbearable whole body, Chu Jingran stood up with the help of the bed, put on his clothes under the hot eyes of the man behind him who seemed to be licking him, and saluted him as a monarch and minister with trembling and weak legs.

"Chen...retire."

For some reason, facing those eyes that seemed to be unable to reflect his shadow anymore, Mo Jiujun's heart tightened inexplicably, and the owner of those eyes seemed to be farther away from him.

Back in his own room, Chu Jingran ordered his servants to prepare hot water, he needed to take a bath.

In a dense steam bath, Chu Jingran's face was pale, his fingertips were trembling, he closed his eyes full of humiliation (enjoyment) and humiliation (suffering) to clean himself up, while recalling all the scenes of last night in his mind.

Just learned from the doctor about the things that need to be paid attention to after getting well. Mo Jiujun came with the ointment, but he didn't find the person in the human room. Finally, he found the person in the bathing pool. He wanted to go straight into the foot, but The moment he saw the appearance of the person in the pool, he stopped suddenly.

In the pool, the man's cheeks were as pale as paper, his forehead was covered with bean-sized cold sweat, and under his eyebrows full of humiliation, a tear slowly slid down his temples.

Unexpectedly, Mo Jiujun's heart suddenly throbbed.

Looking at this person, looking at this face, looking at those tears, he suddenly understood something, perhaps, all the anger was just unwillingness or... jealousy.

Thinking about how he looked when he left not long ago, Mo Jiujun withdrew his feet, put the ointment on the screen chair, looked complicatedly at the slightly swaying shadow of the man reflected in the screen, turned and left.

Chu Jingran, who had just finished a shot, [Sure enough, the version with real guns and live ammunition is more cool. 】

【Ah. 】

In the following days, Mo Jiujun seldom saw Chu Jingran's face, and the doctor who changed the medicine was unilaterally replaced by someone else. He wanted to show that he would listen to him when he met again. Tell me, Mo Jiujun, who is recovering from his injuries, turned black when he saw the doctor, and the cold air all over his body was so intense that he almost scared the substitute doctor to tears.

He is just a substitute doctor.

As for Chu Jingran, who was "suffering humiliation", he put all his heart and soul on the people in the city, and rejected Mo Jiujun's declarations again and again under the pretext of often contacting the sick and worrying about hindering the dragon's body In addition, this also made the air above the Duqun mansion more solemn, and even the servants all held their breath, not daring to be confused.

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In the pharmacy, Chu Jingran also prepared the last batch of medicinal ingredients. He wanted to boil it again, but the thugs couldn't stand it any longer. They advised him to pay attention to his health and go back to rest early. Zhong Chu Jingran returned to Duqun Mansion.

Xu knew his resolute attitude, and Mo Jiujun didn't let anyone come to tell Chu Jingran the past two days. He dragged his tired body and pushed open the carved wooden door, and Chu Jingran walked into the room.

Looking at the darkness in the room, Chu Jingran sighed softly, and had no choice but to take out the torch that he carried with him to light the candlestick, but at the moment when he blew the torch, a black one suddenly stretched out from the dark. Hand, brought the unsuspecting him to a stagger, the fire in his hand fell to the ground with a snap, and the faint light returned to darkness.

Chu Jingran only felt his wrists being pinched by two powerful hands, and under the strength of the other party, he was directly pressed against the back of the carved door.

Chu Jingran, who was completely shocked by this scene and tensed all his muscles, was about to open his voice to call out, but the moment he raised his eyes, he became dumb.

Although the room was very dark, he recognized the man in front of him at a glance through the hazy moonlight coming in from the hollow tallow.

Mo Jiujun.

Approaching the person's facial features, Mo Jiujun looked at the person with deep eyes, and said firmly: "These heavenly masters are hiding from me."

Eyelashes trembling slightly, Chu Jingran avoided the penetrating eyes of the man in front of him.

"I don't know what the emperor is talking about."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Jiujun's face, which had been overwhelmed by dark clouds due to not being able to block people in recent days, became gloomy.

Sensing the emotional changes of the people in front of him, Chu Jingran, who had suffered a lot, was restrained