Every World is Collapsing [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.1

8.10 - Probably going to overturn

He retracted his gaze and slowly moved it towards the young man lying on the ground not far away. The weirdness on Zheng Yimo's face faded away in an instant, leaving only the passionate passion and explicit obsession.

He carefully picked up the person from the ground, with his eyes closed and peaceful in his arms, he was like an angel taking a nap on the horizon. Even in his shallow sleep, there was a holy light all over his body.

He held his breath and gently covered the pink lips that he had thought about day and night, licking and sucking them carefully, sliding his long tongue in, entangled and absorbing it, like a tight spider web wrapping the prey, slowly occupying his body and mind inch by inch.

The short breaths set off the rolling tide of love in the body, and the heat surged into his heart like a wave.

Not enough, not enough, he wants more.

I want to bite him, kiss him all over his body, and swallow every last bit of him until he becomes one with me.

The plundering of lips and teeth, sometimes rough, sometimes gentle, roaming all over the body, the repeated licking buried in the white neck, like the instinct of a bad wolf wanting to leave a unique mark and the little reason left to stop it.

The emotional tide could not be relieved, and the man with red eyes opened his eyes, revealing eyes as paranoid as ink.

Now is not the time. If you want to have this person in your arms, you can only do so in the last days.

...

Chu Jingran thought that when he woke up, he would be in some abandoned room, but he didn't expect to be in a hospital. Turning his head, he saw Cheng Yimo dozing off with his elbows propped up beside the bed.

Chu Jingran, who didn't want to disturb anyone's rest, moved, but unexpectedly, he still startled the people around him. Cheng Yimo almost jumped up in surprise.

"Teacher, teacher, teacher."

This was completely a reflex action and the confused situation made Cheng Yimo rub his eyes. As soon as he put down his hand, he faced the person on the bed who opened his eyes and looked at him.

The moment their eyes met, Chu Jingran saw that the eyes of the man who had been fine just now suddenly turned red, and tears fell out like an aggrieved child.

"Old...teacher."

Damn... Damn, this Madonna protagonist is made of water.

Chu Jingran immediately sat up, pulled him to the bedside, and comforted him: "Don't be sad, don't be sad, I'm fine."

Cheng Yimo threw himself into the person's arms, sobbing and saying, "I was scared to death. I thought you were not awake, teacher."

"Okay, it's okay, don't worry." Chu Jingran said again: "Why am I in the hospital?"

Cheng Yimo's trembling voice came from his arms, "The doctor said it was a passerby who found you passed out, teacher, and called the emergency call. Finally, the hospital notified me and I just came here. Why did you faint? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" ?"

Chu Jingran thought for a while and said to the person: "It may be heatstroke. It's fine now. Don't worry."

"Well, as long as Teacher you wake up, as long as Teacher you are fine, it will be fine."

Buried in someone's arms, he could not open his eyes as dark as ink. There was only one month left before the end of the world, and Fengqing would definitely come to snatch his teacher by then. Maybe it was time for him to take action.