My Foolish Snake Husband Wouldn't Stop Pestering Me

Zhou Ran was so frightened that his heart beat violently, and the flustered feeling of suffocation seemed to turn into a pair of hands pinching his throat.

Zhou Ran almost gritted his teeth to suppress the fear.

He struggled to get rid of Yan Rui, but Yan Rui's grip was too tight, and the strength in his hand was getting tighter and tighter, which made his ankle hurt.

His strength is actually inferior to the injured Yan Rui?This kind of cognition made Zhou Ran turn pale and fear in his heart.

But this bit of fear was quickly overshadowed by hatred.

Since he won't let go, don't blame him.

Zhou Ran moved his body and moved towards the bedside table. When his eyes flashed fiercely, he held up the lamp with all his strength and threw it at Yan Rui who was on the ground.

"Crackling-"

Yan Rui subconsciously let go, and turned his head to the side.

The crystal desk lamp fell to the floor in an instant and shattered into countless pieces.

The crystal shards hit Yan Rui all over his body, and his face and hands were scratched by the shards.

Yan Rui covered his chest and spit out another mouthful of blood.

Zhou Ran had a smile on his face, "It deserves it!"

"Get out!" Yan Rui's voice was hoarse, as if tearing the flesh and blood of the vocal cords and spitting out his lips.

The whole room was filled with the smell of blood, Zhou Ran frowned, and wanted to give Yan Rui a few more kicks, but when he thought of the scene just now, he was really heartless.

After Zhou Ran snorted coldly, he clenched his fists, turned around and walked out of the room, took the key and locked the door.

"You just die inside!"

At this time, Zhou Ran completely forgot that his illness still needed Yan Rui's blood to cure it.

Full of jealousy and hatred, it has already wiped out human nature.

The door was closed again, this time it was completely closed, and no one would come in again.

The coldness at the wound hurt the nerves, and the bright red liquid slowly spread, and the cold feeling began to heat up, and then it was a heart-pounding pain.

Yan Rui lay on the ground full of glass shards, watching the blood from the wound drip drop by drop, the feeling of powerlessness soaked through his whole body.

Gradually, he could no longer feel the pain, only felt numb from the cold all over his body.

Yan Rui raised his hand and wanted to grab the quilt to cover his body, but he couldn't.

Duan Chen......

Duan Chen, please come back, I am so cold...so painful, I bleed a lot...

Ah Chen...

He used all his cultivation to come to this world from ten thousand years ago, and went round and round just to find this person.

He loves too much, and puts himself all in. The ridiculous thing is that Duan Chen doesn't want him, and he doesn't even recognize him.

Eyelids finally drooped wearily.

.......

Duan's old house.

Uncle He told the old lady exactly what Duan Chen said on the phone.

When I heard the phrase "Eldest Young Master hurt Young Young Master Yan, I can't get up right now.".The old lady Duan's face was ugly on the spot.

"Bullshit!"

Uncle He quickly took a cup of tea and brought it to the old lady.

"Old lady, be careful, don't get angry."

"I think he just wanted to anger me on purpose. He took all his anger on Yan Rui, didn't he just show it to me?"

Uncle He lowered his head and said nothing.

The old lady continued to scold: "If his father is still there, he can break his dog legs!"

"Madam, from another perspective, this is actually a good thing." Uncle He said leisurely after being silent for a moment, "The Eldest Young Master touched Young Master Yan, which means that he doesn't hate him, and now the two of them are husband and wife Husband and wife quarreling at the end of the bed, one day the young master will know what is good about him, and he will be able to distinguish good from bad."

"Old He, your thinking is too simple." The old lady snorted coldly.

Yan Rui's physique is different from that of ordinary people, it can hurt him so much that he can't move, one can imagine how severe the injury is.

As a scumbag, he can separate his emotions from his body, so he won't be responsible for Yan Rui just because he touched him.

To him, it was just a novel torture, capable of hurting and pleasing himself.

Therefore, she would rather Duan Chen never touch Yan Rui!

The old lady's face turned pale.

"Where is the second young master?"

"Playing games in the game room." Uncle He replied.

This is also disappointing. When thinking of the virtues of the two grandsons, the old lady is so angry that she has a headache.

She pressed her temple with one hand, and waved the other hand: "Go up and call the second young master down."

Uncle He wondered, isn't this talking about the young master?How could it be dragged to Er Shao's place?

Uncle He didn't ask any more questions, he bowed his head and answered "Yes" and turned to go upstairs.

Duan Lin was absent-minded in playing games, his left eyelid kept twitching, he lost [-] games in a row, and never won, he was so angry that he wanted to smash the controller in his hand.

When he was so angry that he breathed out a fragrance, there was an inappropriate knock on the door, and Duan Lin dropped the handle, stood up and opened the door.

Seeing that it was Uncle He, his ugly face turned back a little.

In his eyes, Uncle He is just like his grandma. Those who watched him grow up are all elders.

Although Duan Lin is a bastard, he has always been very sensible towards his elders, put his hands in front of him, and called obediently: "Uncle He."

Uncle He looked at him kindly, compared to the elegant and excellent Duan Chen, he preferred the Duan Lin in front of him who caused a lot of mess when nothing happened.

"Second young master, the old lady told me to call you down."

"What can grandma want from me?" Duan Lin took his coat and followed Uncle He downstairs while putting it on.

Seeing the old lady sitting on the sofa with her forehead propped up, she knew that she must have a headache from thinking about things again.

"Madam, the Second Young Master is here." Uncle He reminded her.

The old lady Duan stopped what she was doing, looked up at Duan Lin, "Come here, sit down."

Duan Lin touched his head, feeling that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Grandma seems a little angry?

He chuckled: "I won't sit down, grandma, let me massage your head."

Not allowing the old lady to refuse, Duan Lin deftly walked around to the old lady's right hand, and raised his hand to gently massage her head.

The old lady patted the back of his hand: "Don't press it yet, I have something to do for you."

Duan Lin didn't stop: "Grandma, tell me, I'm listening."

"Your brother will come over later, you go to his place and see your sister-in-law."

Duan Lin stopped suddenly: "Yan Rui, has he gone back?"

But he knew that there was a black-hearted white lotus living in his brother's place. If Yan Rui lived there, wouldn't he be bullied to death?

"Well, your sister-in-law is injured. Go and see how he is. If it's serious, take him to the hospital."

"He's injured, why don't you ask my brother to ask me?" He didn't forget, what his brother said last night, he was not qualified to ask Yan Rui about it.

It's just... thinking that Yan Rui was injured, his heart still tightened, and this inexplicable emotion made him uncomfortable.

I can't wait to run to the villa in the southern district to see the situation.

The old lady Duan turned her back to Duan Lin, so she couldn't see his expression.

"Your brother hurts people, how can you expect him to be nice to people? He might wish that Yan Rui died early, so that Zhou Ran can come in after he dies."