Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

Lin Jinan is about to suffocate. He reaches out to push, but can't push.

"Zhao Keyang, would you like to get up first? I can't breathe any more..." Lin Jinan put a soft voice, he hard to hand around the back of the man's hand, gently patted.

"Ji Nan, my good Ji Nan, let's get together. I miss you very much these years." Zhao Keyang muttered and refused to give up.

He reached the young man's neck, searched for his glands, and sniffed, "how sweet you are..."

Ten Omega together, it's not as powerful as alpha.

Lin Jinan can't get rid of it, instead, he rubbed his clothes open.

"Zhao Keyang!" Lin Jinan was bitten by his neck, and his disgusting and sticky feeling, like a creeping reptile in the dark and damp, stained his skin.

"Ji Nan, let me mark you..." Zhao Keyang's face rose red and his mood in his eyes became turbid.

He has lost his mind and is now a wild beast.

The sound will never come out of the private room. The sound insulation effect of wooden doors in the bar is the best. Lin Ji's face was as dead as ashes, and his clothes were torn.

Zhao Keyang is totally crazy. Now it's my dilemma for fish.

"You, what are you doing?" Bai Xinmu, who was driving thousands of times, was sweating on his nose. He looked at the two people entangled in the ground and screamed subconsciously.

Lin Jinan on the man's eyes, he turned his face to one side.

It's not a good habit to get rid of the habit of red eye rims.

Lin Jinan pressed his lips hard, and he felt that the weight of his own pressure had disappeared.

Qi Feng was angry. He didn't think of anything, so he smashed Zhao Keyang's face with his fist and then his abdomen.

When it's enough, I'll kick him to the ground with my feet.

But the anger in his heart did not dissipate completely. Bai Xinmu was frightened by the violent man and didn't stop him in the first time.

"Mr. Qi, please don't fight any more. If you continue to fight, you will kill him!" Bai Xinmu clings to the man's high arm, and the anxiety in his eyes is about to overflow.

Zhao Keyang wakes up completely. He curls up on the ground, supporting his back like a dying shrimp.

Every inch of his skin was crying out for pain. His back was firmly tied up and fell down as if he had broken a bone.

Bai Xinmu knelt on the ground, and with great strength, he helped Zhao Keyang up. "Keyang, you hold on, I'll take you to the hospital."

Zhao Keyang could not speak. He mumbled his lips and barely recognized the owner of the voice.

"Go away." If the eyes can kill people, Zhao Keyang in the opposite side may have died thousands of times.

Bai Xinmu's heart leaped heavily. He didn't dare to look at the man's eyes. He helped the tall Zhao Keyang up and left the private room stumbling.

Lin Jinan bowed his head, thin fingers, and unhurriedly tied the ribbon on his shirt, although many places had been torn.

"Thank you for tonight. I owe you one more favor." From the beginning to the end, Lin Jinan did not raise his head and looked at the man.

Back half a meter away from each other, Lin Jinan whispered, "I'll help you get what you want."

Qi Feng's fist was nowhere to be used. He could only smash it to the wall. His knuckles were bruised, and the wound was bleeding far and away.

What he wants?! What is it?

Helpless, hesitating and confused, Qi Feng was surrounded by walls, and Qi Feng was trapped.

He couldn't find an outlet, and the gloomy depression enveloped him. The overwhelming pain almost drowned him.