[Quick Transmigration] The hero's blackening value has exploded again

Zhou Jiale put his hands around Lu Huai's neck, raised his feet and hooked Lu Huai's waist, like a sloth hugging a tree trunk.

He raised his head, sucked Lu Huai's Adam's apple, and licked it wet with his tongue.

Lu Huai felt itchy and crisp, and couldn't help moving his Adam's apple. When he spoke again, his voice became hoarse: "Yangyang."

"Huh?" Zhou Jiale replied vaguely, letting go of his Adam's apple, and leaving marks on the other skin of his neck.

Lu Huai lowered his head and pressed against Zhou Jiale's forehead, stopping him from continuing to ignite the fire with kisses: "Don't do this, I won't be able to bear it."

"Why endure?" Zhou Jiale blinked his bright eyes.

His tone was innocent, as if he really didn't understand.

Lu Huai's breathing became heavier, he closed his eyes, and left here with Zhou Jiale in his arms.

Zhou Jiale was excited, thinking that he would be able to eat the teacher tonight, his legs were wrapped even tighter.

Lu Huai stopped beside the sofa, bent down and put Zhou Jiale down.

Zhou Jiale was very obedient, waiting for him to bully him over.

But in the next second, Lu Huai stood up straight, and sat down on another sofa one meter away from him. His eyes were dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

What.

Zhou Jiale stared blankly for a while with his eyes wide open, then turned to look at him in disbelief: "Teacher?"

He had already sent himself to his mouth, why did he stop?

"Why?" Zhou Jiale asked him while lying on his side.

"I...I just don't think it should be like this." Lu Huai didn't look at him, his eyes fell on the floor.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Jiale was puzzled by the various contradictions Jiang Huaizhi showed after his appearance.

He really didn't understand, why did he run away when he clearly wanted to get close to him?

Lu Huai didn't answer him.

The two fell silent.

Zhou Jiale looked at him silently. In the almost frozen atmosphere, his thoughts gradually got out of his control and extended to the direction of the worst guess.

After a long time, Zhou Jiale opened his lips and let out a long sigh, but he couldn't relieve the uneasiness and melancholy in his heart.

"Teacher, do you dislike me?"

He asked with a trembling voice.