Disease Named Love [Quick Transmigration]

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"You're back, have you been injured today?" An Rongrong walked around Jing Ran, heaved a sigh of relief, and said in a rather complaining tone: "Really, I don't want you to be some demon exorcist at all, it's too dangerous. Every day I am so afraid that something will happen to you."

'Jing Ran' squeezed the girl's angry face, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

After speaking, she leaned forward slightly, and put her lips on An Rongrong's forehead, and the touch passed through her lips to Jing Ran, who was deep in her body. She was shocked, and Jing Ran found that she could control this body. The forehead moved, blushing and immediately backed away.

And An Rongrong, as if discovering a new world, fixed her face with both hands, "Jing Ran, you are blushing, this is the first time we have seen you blushing for so long."

Jing Ran brushed An Rongrong's hand away uncomfortably, subconsciously speaking softly: "Don't make trouble."

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard the girl snort: "Are you someone outside? They say it's the seven-year itch. We've only been together for three years, and you don't like me anymore."

It was the first time for Jing Ran to encounter this kind of situation. He didn't know what to do for a while, his face became more and more stiff, and he looked very scary. Sure enough, An Rongrong's eyes turned red: "You still attack me."

Jing Ran raised his eyes and saw the dishes on the table, so he could only change the subject, coaxing softly, "Rong...Rong Rong, let's eat."

It was the first time that Jing Ran called out so intimately, the tips of her ears turned red under her hair, the girl's brown eyes kept staring at her, as if she was everything to her, Jing Ran couldn't help murmuring over and over again: "Rongrong, Rongrong Allow……"

An Rongrong blushed, and pecked Jing Ran's face, "Okay, I forgive you, you're an old couple, and you're still so nasty."

Jing Ran dazedly touched the place where she was kissed, her eyes were gloomy, she stared at An Rongrong's rosy lips, suddenly, kissed her hard, fierce and cruel, An Rongrong put her hand on her back In cooperation, Jing Ran's eyes were reddened by such a docile An Rongrong, and his movements became even more presumptuous.

It wasn't until An Rongrong patted her on the shoulder unbearably that Jing Ran was short of breath and moved away slightly with his chest heaving, and couldn't help but whisper: "Rong Rong, I like you so much."

The voice was too soft, An Rongrong couldn't hear clearly, panting slightly, "Okay, let's eat."

As soon as Jing Ran walked to the dining table, seeing the familiar dishes, his eyes warmed up, he sat down obediently, and began to eat without saying a word. Seeing that she ate a lot, the smile on An Rongrong's face never disappeared.

"Eat more, it's all your favorite food."

Jing Ran raised her eyes and looked at An Rongrong's snow-white face. Suddenly, she smiled slightly, like the ice and snow melting. The smile deepened, "Eat quickly."

Jing Ran saw the girl lowered her head and took two mouthfuls of rice. Just as she was about to add more food to her bowl, she saw the girl put the bowl down abruptly, looked at her with a blushing face, then sat down on the dining table, and untied it with trembling hands. The shirt was buttoned, revealing the pink breasts/clothes inside, delicate and fair skin, breasts that felt soft at first glance, eyes slightly drooping: "Jing Ran, hug me."

Jing Ran's eyes dimmed, he hugged her, felt her soft body, couldn't help lowering his head to hold the rosy lips, slowly slipped in along the cracks of the lips, entangled her.

The lips slowly moved down and fell to the collarbone, feeling the slight tremor of the body in his arms, Jing Ran's eyes deepened, kissing her softness, leaving light or purple marks on the greasy white skin.

An Rongrong couldn't take it anymore and supported the table, she raised her head, opened her clothes, and moaned softly from the corners of her lips.

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Until the other party's lips slowly lowered, straight to the confinement.

"Well...don't be like this..." An Rongrong's hand pushed her unbearably, but Jing Ran moved even more.

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When Jing Ling came, what he saw was this picture, and he clicked his tongue.

There are quite a lot of tricks, she and Rongrong have never played like this before.

It's hypocrisy, it's boring.

Jing Ling squinted at the expression of 'An Rongrong', and had to say that the imitation was exactly the same as An Rongrong.

Jing Ling snorted displeased again, obviously she is the No.1 who has An Rongrong, why does Jing Ran know so clearly.

Although they have synaesthesia, they do not share memories.

Feeling the excitement in her body, Jing Ling snorted and reached out to destroy An Rongrong's phantom.

"False is false."

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The author has something to say: (:з」∠)_This is equivalent to Jing Ran dreaming, not having an affair with a fox demon