Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

However, after seeing such a beautiful and delicious meal, Tsukuru changed his support to a hug.

The one he loves is drunk, even a sage can't help it, let alone Yu Zhaohui, but he doesn't want to just take him half-forced.

Supporting his flexible waist, he pressed him halfway against the bedroom wall, Yu Zhaohui's eyes were as dark as ink, and a low voice full of passion and desire rolled out of his throat, "Chen Yi, do you know who I am?" ?”

Turning away from the flushed cheeks, Chu Jingran slowly approached the person in front of him with misty and wet eyes, as if he wanted to see the appearance of the person in front of him clearly, the mist in the bottom of his eyes was dimly seductive.

After nearly half a minute passed, Chu Jingran seemed to have just seen the person in front of him clearly, moved his delicate lips and said, "Yu... Zhaohui."

Due to the close proximity, all the hot air from his speech hit the facial features of the person in front of him, his breath intertwined and intertwined, and every mouthful of exhalation and inhalation was extremely hot.

Close to his slightly parted red lips, Yu Zhaohui murmured: "Chen Yi, I love you."

As soon as Zhou Ruiyuan got out of the car, he saw Yu Zhaohui's car parked not far away. When he thought of where he was going just now, the person in charge told him that Yu Zhaohui had left with the drunk Chu Jingran. With a gloomy expression, Zhou Ruiyuan strode towards away from home.

If Zhou Ruiyuan was more angry when he knew that Yu Zhaohui liked Lu Chenyi, and he could use all his rationality to suppress the imprisoned beast in his heart, then when he opened the door and saw the picture of the two of them kissing at home, then, all Reason and all worries were completely shattered at this moment.

If Zhou Ruiyuan wanted to kill someone at this moment, then Yu Zhaohui in the room probably felt very fucked at this moment.

Originally, the two of them enjoyed this kiss, and they could roll onto the bed immediately, and their long-cherished wish for many years was finally fulfilled, but unexpectedly, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Under Chu Jingran's shirt, half of it was taken off in the fierce kiss, revealing her smooth shoulders, and her misty eyes were full of tears that could make a saint hand over his gun.

After pulling off the quilt next to him and stuffing the person with a pretty face into it, Yu Zhaohui got up and straightened his somewhat messy shirt, and took a deep breath to suppress the desire and fire in his chest.

Zhou Ruiyuan stood in front of the door without saying a word, his entire face was hidden in the shadows, making it difficult to see clearly. In the end, Yu Zhaohui adjusted his mood at this time, settled the drunk and insane person, and exited. The door to the room was closed.

Then, at the moment of turning around, he raised his hand to firmly catch Zhou Ruiyuan's punch.

Zhou Ruiyuan's eyes were bloodshot at this time, looking at the person opposite as if he was looking at a deep-seated enemy, his eyes were full of flames of anger and hatred.

"Whoever told you to touch uncle, whoever allowed you to touch uncle!"

The moment he caught the punch, Yu Zhaohui's entire face darkened. Facing the questioning and thinking of the opponent's identity, he had no choice but to suppress it.

Yu Zhaohui said in a deep voice: "Zhou Ruiyuan, you have grown up, you are not a child who needs to be taken care of by him at the age of ten, and still needs to be protected by him, Chen Yi will have his own life, his own life, he cannot always surround you life turns."

From the first time he saw Zhou Ruiyuan when he was a child, Yu Zhaohui could tell that he took Lu Chenyi very seriously, and tended to have a child's exclusive psychology.

He thought that as he got older, he would recognize this by himself, but he didn't want to have no improvement in recent years.

Looking at Zhou Ruiyuan whose eyes were bloodshot, Yu Zhaohui said: "Whether you accept it or not, I will be with Chen Yi, you should think it through yourself." After speaking, he let go of his hand and turned to leave.

Zhou Ruiyuan stood alone in the empty living room. After a long time, he slowly walked towards the bedroom with heavy steps.

A lingering kiss, a fiery kiss, a desperate, indulgent and rough kiss, with eagerness, hunger and possessiveness, Zhou Ruiyuan sucked his soft tongue fiercely, sweeping and crushing it presumptuously in his mouth, as if he could do it like this Completely erase the breath on his lips that was imprinted by another person.

The soft tongue drove straight through no one's land, scratching and licking every corner of his mouth, entangled the little tongue that instinctively retracted when he closed his eyes and frowned, absorbing the sweetness different from the dream.

Every breath, every second of heat, is because of the person in front of him, completely unable to control himself.

Sinking, madness, depravity, becoming a demon...

Zhou Ruiyuan didn't want to bear it anymore, not even for a moment.

Chu Jingran's whole head was dizzy. Although his eyelids could not be opened as if they had been filled with lead, he could clearly feel the emptiness in his body like termites, and the pleasure that could burn him to death.

The body arched instinctively, wanting to get closer to the person on the body to seek more, but he was held down by someone and couldn't move at all. With every breath, what swept the whole body was unbearable heat.

In a daze, he felt the burning fire in his body, which could not be relieved.