Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

Open the door, Lin Jinan on a pair of drunk eyes.

Song Huaiju has a faint smell of red wine. The hot hand caught his wrist and pulled him in.

The man said nothing, just looked at the young man, his throat began to roll, and licked his lips.

"Song Huaiju, how much did you drink?" How do you look like a fool? But lovely.

Lin Jinan took his finger to hook the man's chin and whispered.

Song Huaiju, drunk, reacted much slower than usual.

Instead of answering the young man's question, he grabbed him and walked into the living room.

The wine bottle on the tea table is still there, and the tall glass used to hold the wine is also there. Judging from the height of the wine surface, it seems that only half a cup has been drunk.

“……” Lin Ji Nan looks surprised. Song Huaiju's alcohol tolerance is the worst he has ever seen.

Song Huaiju reached for the bottle and took a mouthful of it. The glass wine glass beside it looked like a superfluous decoration.

Its owner seems to have forgotten it, and his eyes flit over it as if he could not see it.

Lin Jinan's mouth, more out of the taste of wine. He looked at Song Huaiju's pressure on himself, and for a moment he forgot to respond.

This time, his back against the soft sofa did not hurt at all.

Wine in the mouth, Lin Jinan hastily swallowed in.

His chin was wet, and the light red wine went down his white neck and salivated into the collar of his clothes.

Song Huaiju, like a child, regards kissing as an ordinary game, and pursues his lips and tongue endlessly.

Lin Jinan plays the role of big brother and plays with song children.

Under the long windbreaker, is a pure black swimsuit.

The back is hollowed out, with only a wide band in the middle and a bow tied to it.

The gauze skirt at the hem, only to the position of the tailbone, two very thin shoulder straps, loosely draped on the shoulders.

The clavicle is very good-looking. Before going out of the house, Lin Jinan smeared a high light with a thin flash on it.

"Song Huaiju, can you swim?" Lin Jinan takes the man to the bathroom. The bathtub is filled with water.

Song Huaiju shook his head. Before he could react, he was pushed into the bathtub with a hand.

The water inside overflowed and reached the floor.

One leg of Lin Jinan reached in, followed by the whole body. He kissed the man's chin and said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. I'll teach you..."

One night, Lin Ji Nan was teaching song Huaiju how to make movements and how to swim in the water.

Men are very obedient, basically a command, an action.

He learned very fast and put it into practice, but the force of his splashing was too great, and the water in the bathtub was about to be splashed out.

The system was so black that nothing could be seen.

Lin Jinan, who had been soaking in the water for a night, caught a cold. When he got up in the morning, he had a bad sore throat, and his nose was blocked. He was very uncomfortable.

"Well..." Song Huaiju slowly opened his eyes and held a warm child in his arms.

"Good morning, song Huaiju." Lin Jinan holds the man's face and kisses him.

Song Huaiju had a brief blank in his mind. The people who slept with him got dressed early

Wigs.

"Last night, you..." The song Huaiju suddenly became thirsty after thinking of some scenes.

"Well, I slept with you." Lin Ji Nan's words are astonishing and natural, "you should be responsible, Professor Song."