Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

Fang's message became more and more, and Anna, who had regained her composure on the phone, quit Weibo with a smile on her lips that she didn't even notice.

It has been half a year since Chu Jingran quit the circle, but the topic about him on the entire Internet has never stopped, let alone the enthusiasm.

Whether it was the grand marriage proposal at the international airport that was broadcast live to the whole world, or after this move caused some black fans to incite public sentiment and turned into an online riot, the man who just got his wish made a thunderous move in less than an hour.

Whether it's the withdrawal from the circle that everyone didn't expect after just waking up, or being exposed in one fell swoop that he was pursued by a man in Huale for three years and dated for four years.

Whether it's a man picked up by netizens and hiding in the dark, he is destined to be an identity that everyone can only look up to in this life, or it's an identity that makes the whole network dare not speak out and spout dog food every day move.

All of these are doomed that the name Chu Jingran will never live an ordinary life like those predecessors who retired quietly in the past.

The eyes of the whole world are watching him, staring at him, and even plotting against him, but will they succeed?

Oh, obviously not.

Because, beside him, there is a man from hell who is more ruthless than a wolf.

His name is Qin Qingcang.

Chu Jingran, who had a good night's sleep, woke up when the sun was setting, and he was a little tired from sleeping these two days.

Just as he sat up on the sofa with his forehead yawned, Chu Jingran felt a familiar breath approaching, and then his broad shoulders were brought to his head.

Before opening his eyes, Chu Jingran leaned his head up habitually, and said in a hoarse and lazy voice, "What time is it?"

Qin Qingcang raised his hand to press the temple of the man in his arms to dispel fatigue and drowsiness, while looking at 05:30 on the clock not far away, he opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Four o'clock."

"En." While slowly uttering an unconscious syllable from his nasal cavity, Chu Jingran rubbed his chest.

Aware of his little unconscious move, Qin Qingcang's cold and hard lips drew a beautiful arc, and those azure blue eyes bloomed with the tenderness that only existed when Ruochu was just on the ground.

At this moment, Qin Qingcang only feels for the person in his arms. At the moment, he looks like a cat that is full of food and drink. He puts away the cat's paws, temporarily forgets his arrogance, and instinctively leans by the person's side, purring and blowing his beard. Wearing the rare Xiaojiao.

The man who loved the other person so much, leaned over and kissed her forehead, and coaxed him softly, "Sleep again?"

"No, things are more important." Although it is indeed still early.

Hearing the other party's concern about that matter between the lines, Qin Qingcang's face immediately shrugged, like a large canine animal abandoned by its owner, resting its chin on the neck of the person, and said sullenly: "Do you have to do it? Can't you not do it?"

Opening his eyes slowly, Chu Jingran said, "Anyway, you have to do it, I'm just passing by."

Hearing this, someone was even more aggrieved.

"Then I won't do it, Xiaoran, so don't do it well either."

"Huh?" Chu Jingran was puzzled.

After all, when I first proposed this preparedness plan, although the man was somewhat repelled, after facing his subsequent analysis, that little repulsion was gradually suppressed.

It's just that everything is ready now, what happened suddenly today?

Probably aware of people's puzzled eyes, and thinking about the information that his subordinates could find out when he had nothing to do, Qin Qingcang said rather uncomfortably: "All the information shows that once a person has a child, his attention will be short. More or less separated by that troublesome kid." Gritting his teeth, "by then, Xiaoran will no longer belong to me alone."

Hearing this, Chu Jingran was rather dumbfounded, "So?"

"Let's not do it anymore. It doesn't matter whether they are dead sons or grandsons. The entire royal family is wiped out. I have nothing to do with it. If they dare to come to the truth, I will accompany them to the end at any time."

At this point, Qin Qingcang leaned forward slightly, looked at the person opposite, and said solemnly: "The most important thing is in my heart, they all add up, and none of them weigh as much as Xiaoran's hair."

In the past six months, the man's love talk has become more and more smooth. Although he is quite an old couple, it is undeniable that Chu Jingran just likes the feeling of being carefully held in the palm of the other party.

At the right time, at the right place, at the right mood, I don't know who will kiss whose lips first, or who will touch whose heart first.

In the ambiguous rising air, there is the sound of panting water stains. Because someone had the foresight to let only the bodyguards outside, and the sound insulation in the villa is top-notch, so apart from the private location of the bedroom, the two prefer to be in the bedroom. Carry out great harmony in other places.

Chu Jingran, who was aroused by love and desire, had a bright color at the end of his eyes, and his phoenix eyes were half-closed and half-blinded, showing a rippling amorous feelings.