My Foolish Snake Husband Wouldn't Stop Pestering Me

Yan Rui thought it was a passing car, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and raised his hand to cover the light, and at this moment the door of the opposite car opened.

Yan Rui frowned, and subconsciously squinted his eyes. In the hazy light and shadow, he watched the man come out.

The street lights at night were dim and dim. Although he couldn't see the man's face clearly, he still recognized him at a glance...

Duan Chen, he is the one who is back.

Yan Rui looked at Duan Chen with a dull expression.

In the past ten days and a half months, I didn't see each other once, but recently I can see each other every other day.

After Duan Chen approached, Yan Rui smelled alcohol and tobacco on his body, which was very pungent.

Duan Chen stared at him with lowered eyes, those dark and hazy pupils were full of drunkenness.

"Where did you go so late?" The tone was full of dissatisfaction.

"The last time you left the old house, you also fooled around all night, and today you came back so late? Yan Rui, do you like going outside so much?"

"It's not spring yet, and you're springing up? Or do you mean that I won't let you seduce Duan Lin, so you're raising wild men outside?"

Yan Rui raised his head and looked at the man in front of him. Under the dim light on the side of the road, the man's face became clearer and more refined.

Yan Rui moved his lips, "Duan Chen, you clearly know that I like you, how could I possibly infect other people?"

The words that came out of his mouth were full of white air, Duan Chen glanced at him lightly: "Oh? Do you like me?"

"I'm going back to the dormitory to pack my luggage today, and I'm going to join the crew this Friday." Yan Rui didn't entangle with him on this issue, but changed the subject.

Duan Chen took out a cigarette from his pocket, the flame flashed by, he lowered his head and slowly took a puff.

"Yan Rui, actually, I don't mind at all which man you have had sex with."

Curls of smoke rose from between his lips and teeth, dyeing the tip of his nose, eyebrows and eyes.

"But on the premise that you are still my fiancee, you'd better settle down. I despise you for being dirty, and I don't want to get any weird diseases, understand?" He slowly turned his head, his tone full of coldness.

Yan Rui sighed secretly, and slowly smiled wryly at the corner of his mouth.

He doesn't mind him having sex with other men.

This sentence is really more chilling than the previous ones.

In his two lives, he was the only one who thought about him, and he was the one who wanted to have a relationship.

Yan Rui nodded: "I understand, Mr. Duan."

The wind at night was so cold that it made his heart icy.

After Duan Chen finished smoking the cigarette, he took Yan Rui into the car, drove the car to the parking lot at home, opened the car door and returned home without caring about Yan Rui.

Yan Rui thought that tonight would be calm.

But as soon as he returned to the villa, the door closed, Yan Rui looked at Duan Chen's back, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Go up and wash yourself clean."

Yan Rui paused.

When Duan Chen heard that there was no movement behind him, he turned his head and glanced at him: "I'm going to fuck you tonight, wash it up, I think it's dirty."

A dirty word pierced his chest like a sharp arrow.

Yan Rui carried the luggage bag in his hand, nodded, "I...I understand."

Yan Rui dug out the pajamas and toiletries in the luggage bag and walked into the bathroom.

The hot water was placed in the bathtub, and he soaked it in and wiped it off bit by bit with a towel.

It is as if there is really dirt on the body.

Duan Chen thought he was dirty?Then has he ever met Zhou Ran himself?

Some "rebellious" thoughts could not help popping up in his mind.

These thoughts can only be thought in the heart, if you ask Duan Chen, it is no different from asking yourself to humiliate yourself.

Maybe, the other party will add a sentence: You are not worthy to compare with Zhou Ran.

In that case, just thinking about it in my heart will collapse.

........

Yan Rui is soft and weak, his incompetent appearance really doesn't look like a snake that can bite people at all.

After taking a shower, Duan Chen shrank back on the bed with just one look, like a concubine waiting for the emperor's blessing in the harem.

His hair is wet, his face is slightly pale, after taking a bath, he is like a lotus emerging from water, full of temptation, so he does have a face that makes people want to fuck.

Duan Chen took off his clothes and pinched the back of his neck like twisting a chicken. He likes the back of his neck so that he doesn't have to look at his face.

In fact, Yan Rui's back looks somewhat similar to Zhou Ran's, otherwise he wouldn't have been asked to be Zhou Ran's substitute.

Looking at his back, Duan Chen thought about Zhou Ran's appearance.

But whenever he was about to enter a good place, Yan Rui's face would suddenly squeeze in.

The more this happened, the angrier he became. He hugged Yan Rui's waist and turned him over, looking at his face.

Yan Rui panted lightly, like a wounded cat.

Transparent water flowed down from his eye sockets and down the corners of his eyes.

Those beautiful Ruifeng eyes were foggy, as if looking at him, or looking at other people through his face.

The smell of alcohol on Duan Chen's body was stronger than before, and it penetrated into his nose. Even though he hadn't drunk, he also felt a little drunk, his nose was sore.

He looked at the person close in front of him, obviously their eyes were touching and their bodies were also united, but why did they still feel so far away.

Just like ten thousand years ago, when Duan Chen was lost in front of his eyes, he couldn't touch him, and could only watch him go away.

Yan Rui raised his hand to touch his face, but Duan Chen slapped it away before he could touch it.

Afterwards, there was another torture, Duan Chen was born tall, and being pressed by him, he would feel uncomfortable and have difficulty breathing, not only the physical pain, but also the psychological pain.

Physical pain can be cured, but psychological pain cannot be cured, and even thinking about it will cause heartache.

It's like he loves this man and has been looking for him for so long, but what he got in return is indifference, torture, and verbal ridicule.

Just like now, everything Duan Chen does to him seems to be "intimate" but has nothing to do with love.

Is it true that when a person reincarnates for one life, he is really not the same person as before?

Some memories, A is honey, B is arsenic.

Duan Chen is like arsenic to him now, and he feels that he is about to die from the poison.

Yan Rui felt that he was divided into two halves, and the pain was endless.

.......

The way Yan Rui looked at him was completely absorbed by him.

It's that kind of look again, that kind of eyes that are obviously looking at him but not looking at him.

He could feel that Yan Rui took him for something, otherwise he didn't think he would show that look of nostalgia for memories.

Yan Rui, maybe he just used him as a stand-in.

This perception made Duan Chen very angry.

He looked at Yan Rui's dark eyes below him, he grabbed his two wrists with one hand and pressed against the head of the bed, lowered his head, and kissed his lips.

From a shallow kiss to a hard rub, he bit his lips indiscriminately until he tasted the smell of blood, and he didn't let go.

Feeling the familiar touch around his lips, Yan Rui's breath became disordered, and tears filled his bright black eyes.

There was a shallow cry in his throat, the sound of aggrieved like a newborn cat.