Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

Didi.

The screeching sound of the brakes and the sound of the car finally awakens Ji Rao's reason. He subconsciously wants to hide, but it seems that it's too late.

Are you going to die here as soon as you finish the task?

Between the lightning and flint, he suddenly threw a huge force in front of him, which directly took him back, "Dong" a dull sound, he hit a hard embrace.

The breath in the ear, the heart beating in the arms, and the undulation of the chest are all so obvious, as if just scared.

Ji Rao is hugged tightly and can't move. He turns his head and sees the man's hair.

The person holding him is higher than him, slightly lowering his head to his ear, Ji Rao can't see his face clearly.

The driver put down the window and said, "don't look at the road! What's the red light? Don't die! "

After a while, the driver saw that Ji Rao didn't have a big deal. He lifted the window and left by himself.

The man pulls Ji Rao to the side of the road. There are many people walking around them. They come and go like running water. It seems that they have been pressed a shortcut key and gradually become a virtual shadow. Only Ji Rao and the person in front of him are real, or they have never put anything else in their eyes except each other.

Ji Rao looks at the man in front of him. His face is clearly outlined, reflecting the street light. His thin lips are slightly pursed. It's easy to think of the blade shining in the snow at night. When he looks into Ji Rao's eyes, the blade looks like an Anshun quilt covered with a scabbard, and his aggression and threat disappear completely.

He was wearing a black windbreaker. Ji Rao could see at a glance that this was the man just leaning in the alley.

This man, this man

If they have junior high school students here just now, they will be surprised to point at the man and shout out his name.

But Ji Rao looked at him, can only feel as if there is something hot and uncontrollable emotion to break through the obstacles to see the sun again.

The man tilted his head, and his beautiful and dark eyes seemed to be trying to suppress something. After a moment, he seemed to be finally unable to bear it. He pulled Ji Rao over and hugged him in his arms. It was hard and tight, which made people suddenly have the illusion that this man was going to rub the people in his arms into his blood and live and die together.

"I'm sorry."

Ji Rao heard his voice.

It's strange.

The voice was low and patient. It seemed that some important feelings were hidden. What was on the surface was only a thin layer of paper. As long as he pierced it, he could see how warm and passionate the feelings were underneath. It was a voice that he had never heard before, but it seemed that he had heard it somewhere. Deep in his memory, he felt that it should hover in his ears, every day.

"I'm sorry."

Ji Rao didn't push people away. In fact, there was already a name on her mind.

He didn't speak, and let the man hold him. Although the embrace was hard and uncomfortable, and it was cold with the cool wind, he could feel the fresh heart under the cold chest. Ji Rao felt that his heart was also involved in it. Every beat of his heart was close to his own. In a trance, he felt that his heart was his own His own heart, he thinks the other's heart, is beating for himself, so is his own.

This feeling made him feel more comfortable than ever, and he even thought that this person could hold him for a little longer.