My Foolish Snake Husband Wouldn't Stop Pestering Me

At the beginning, Duan Chen loved Zhou Ran so deeply, he exchanged blood for Zhou Ran, and almost lost his life, but now, Duan Chen said that if he doesn't love him, he won't love him.

He didn't know how Duan Chen fell in love with someone.

How long can he be good to himself now?

It's impossible to even love someone with all your heart, let alone this momentary fascination.

Yan Rui raised his eyes to look at the rearview mirror, those black and white eyes looked at Duan Chen's, as if he wanted to look deeply, the hand on his knee moved unconsciously.

"Are you really not going to love only one person in your life?"

Duan Chen narrowed his eyes, as if he remembered something, so he changed his words and smiled softly: "Maybe, for you..." He paused, "Maybe I can try it once."

Yan Rui's pupils dilated slightly, maybe because he was drunk, at this moment his ears were buzzing and he couldn't hear anything clearly.

He hurriedly asked again: "Can you say it again?"

Duan Chen coughed dryly and lowered his head: "Stop talking, I'll just say good things once."

The tip of the right ear exposed in the rearview mirror turned red quietly.

Yan Rui was stunned all the way, and when he arrived at the villa in the southern district, it was Duan Chen who carried him out of the car.

Yan Rui was stunned first, the bag in his hand fell to the ground with a thud, Yan Rui reached out to take it sideways: "My cake."

Duan Chen clasped his waist tightly, Yan Rui looked too petite compared to his tall body, so that Duan Chen could easily confine him in his arms, his arms and chest were like iron walls, no matter what he did Thumping and struggling can't shake half a point.

"You like to eat cakes, I can have someone buy them for you every day."

"No, I specially left this cake for you." Alcohol made Yan Rui's face turn red, but when it fell in Duan Chen's eyes, he felt ashamed.

Duan Chen looked at the bag that fell on the ground, and bent over to pick it up while hugging Yan Rui.

If Assistant Zhang saw this move, he would definitely be shocked.

Duan Chen has a slight obsession with cleanliness, so he wouldn't want the food that fell on the floor, even if it was separated by a layer of bags.

"Then let's eat together later."

Yan Rui looked at his face close at hand: "Achen, please put me down, I can go."

Duan Chen's fingers were still hooked on the rope of the cake packaging bag, his hands restrained Yan Rui's body, and he didn't want to let go of him at all.

Duan Chen carried Yan Rui directly into the villa and returned to the bedroom.

The master bedroom has been recently redecorated. It is generally plain gray, with light gray mattresses and curtains, dark gray carpets, and a single sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The overall style is very modern and cool, with low-key luxury in simplicity.

Yan Rui was half thrown in the middle of the big bed by him, followed by the man's body covering him.

A piece in the middle of the bed just sunk down.

He was lying under him, all he could see was Duan Chen's face, handsome, restrained, and sexy.

Yan Rui didn't dare to look directly at his face anymore, turned his head to the left, put both hands on his chest, trying to push Duan Chen away.

"You haven't eaten yet."

"Eat the cake." Duan Chen also put the cake in his hand on the bed.

"Then you go eat, press?... What are you doing pressing me?..." Yan Rui's voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end there was only silent muttering left.

"I'll eat later." Duan Chen looked at his delicate face, his crimson lips opened and closed, and felt his mouth was extremely dry.

In fact, Yan Rui also wanted to say that if he didn't eat, he would suffer from stomach problems.

But he didn't have a chance to ask these words again, because the man on his body suddenly bowed his head and stuck to him, stabbing him hard.

Duan Chen's literary skills really don't have any skills, he only follows his inner impulse, and a man's innate instinct, wishing to swallow life alive.

The dense weeping fell to his cheeks along the lips, and stretched to the back of the ears, mixed with Duan Chen's warm breath, scrubbing his skin and every nerve under the skin.

Hands involuntarily got into his clothes and touched his trembling tender flesh.

Yan Rui was overwhelmed by the messy kisses. Duan Chen suddenly stopped his movements.

Yan Rui froze for a moment, then opened his eyes after hearing a rustling sound from the side, and met Duan Chen's eyes.

Yan Rui always dared not look into his eyes for too long, every time he met the man's dark and deep eyes, which were so cold that he couldn't guess any emotions, he had the illusion that he was stripped off his clothes on the spot and saw through.

Duan Chen was unpacking the cake box, and the matcha cake exuded a girly aroma.

Duan Chen doesn't like the sweet and greasy taste of cakes, and he hardly touches them on weekdays, but today he suddenly wants to eat them, but he wants to eat them in a different way.

In his hands, Yan Rui only had the role of slaughter, so he took off Yan Rui's clothes easily.

"Achen." Yan Rui's voice trembled.

Duan Chen's handsome face was right above him, and his dark eyes seemed to be burning with dark flames, staring at him like a beast staring at its prey.

Duan Chen's thin lips were slightly parted, and his voice was very hoarse: "Yan Rui." He called his name, and said a word hoarsely and steadily, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Duan Chen rubbed the cream with matcha on his body, the cold touch made Yan Rui look at him in disbelief, his head exploded with a bang.

Before he could refuse, Duan Chen pinched his chin with his hand, lowered his head to pry open his lips and teeth, and moaned deeply.

Duan Chen rubbed the cake on Yan Rui's body, and had a great time.

Yan Rui woke up faintly at noon, his face was facing the window, the curtains were tightly drawn, and he couldn't see outside at all.

He didn't regain his composure for nearly half a minute, and it took him a long time to realize where he was and what happened.

——The result of the night's absurdity is that the whole body hurts, especially the waist, it feels like it has been dismantled and reassembled.

Yan Rui turned around slowly, looked at the ceiling, sat up after a while, reached out and took a look at the phone.

At 53:[-], Yan Rui quickly put down his phone, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Apart from the pain, there was no other discomfort on his body. This refreshing feeling was obviously due to Duan Chen washing him last night when he passed out.

Yan Rui changed his clothes, stepped on the thick and soft carpet barefoot, and opened the gray curtains.

The windows are bright and clean, the pale golden sunlight hits the face, and the water in the swimming pool is reflected sparkling.

Yan Rui found his shoes, put them on, and staggered downstairs.

At the corner of the stairs, I saw Duan Chen sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Hearing the voice, Duan Chen raised his head, his eyes were as usual, deep, indifferent, and quiet.

The moment his eyes met, his fingers hanging on the side of his thigh curled up slightly.

"Are you awake? Are you hungry?"

As soon as Duan Chen asked, Yan Rui's stomach responded instead of his mouth.

Fortunately, Duan Chen couldn't hear it from far away, otherwise his face would be so red that he couldn't see anyone.

"hungry."

"Then come down to eat quickly, Mrs. Zhang has already prepared the meal."

It was only when Yan Rui went downstairs that he realized that besides Duan Chen, there were a few more people in the family.

The house that I thought was empty and deserted became more popular.

The servant brought the rice to the table, five dishes and one soup, both meat and vegetables, so rich that two people couldn't finish it.

"Sister-in-law Zhang made porridge in the morning, would you like some to drink?"

Yan Rui looked at him, and then at the big bowl of rice placed in front of him on the table.

After drinking the porridge, he will definitely not be able to finish the meal. Yan Rui can't waste it, but he doesn't have much appetite when he sees the rice.

He was still struggling, and pushed the white rice in front of him away with one hand, and the man commanded the servant beside him in a low voice: "Put a bowl of porridge here."

After Duan Chen finished his orders, he said to him again: "Your voice is a little hoarse, drinking porridge should make you feel better."

Yan Rui: ""

Yan Rui's voice was really uncomfortable. First, he drank alcohol last night, and second, he was suppressed by Duan Chen for most of the night, and his voice became hoarse.

The servant served Yan Rui a bowl of porridge, Yan Rui took it and said thank you obediently.

Yan Rui didn't have much appetite, so he was full after a bowl of porridge and some food.

Duan Chen, who was sitting across from him and was eating soup gracefully, raised his eyebrows after seeing him put down the bowl and chopsticks: "Don't you want to eat?"

"I'm full."

"Eat this little to be full, it's really good to feed."

Yan Rui looked at Duan Chen's lowered eyes. Duan Chen's eye shape was particularly beautiful. His eyelashes were black and long, and he had his own eyeliner. When he lowered his eyes, the eyelashes looked like

—Row of small fans O

"Don't you have to go to work today?" Yan Rui asked.

Duan Chen put down the soup bowl, wiped his mouth clean, and said: "No, I will stay with you at home."

Without waiting for Yan Rui to speak, Duan Chen's lips curled up into a slight arc, and he said indifferently: "Isn't the TV series you starred in premiere today? I'll watch it with you at home."

Yan Rui felt warm in his heart, he suddenly remembered his original intention when he entered the entertainment industry.

That is to make money.

He heard what Duan Lin said, that Duan Chen was busy working all day because he liked money.

So he wants to earn more money, give Duan Chen the money, and exchange him for a day to accompany him and make him happy.

In the afternoon, the two of them took a walk outside. After returning, Duan Chen was busy with work, and Yan Rui posted on Weibo.The two of them are in the same room, busy with their own business, and neither disturbs the other.

After a night of fermenting on Weibo, the debate did not weaken, let alone talk, but it became more and more ridiculed.

As always, this time it was one-sided.

At six o'clock in the evening, the servants prepared dinner early, Yan Rui and Duan Chen finished their meal, turned on the TV, sat quietly on the sofa and waited for the premiere.

Yan Rui was a little apprehensive. After all, this was his first time acting. He worked very hard on the first film, so he naturally hoped for a good result.

With half an hour left, he checked the Internet and found that there are heart-warming fans brushing Tianzun below.

""Tian Zun" is about to be broadcast, I have already moved the small bench, waiting for my husband to come out."

"I am rich and beautiful, masculine and attractive, and I am a fairy in ancient costumes. I can't hold my saliva anymore."

"Why haven't you started yet? I've watched the official promotional video thousands of times. Yan Rui is so handsome."

Yan Rui smiled knowingly.

Although he just made his debut not long ago, he has gained a lot of loyal fans after going through the anti-assault all over the Internet in the past few months.

Although "Tianzun" is not as popular as "The First Immortal" at present, he feels that everything is worth it with this group of lovely fans.At seven o'clock sharp, "Tianzun" starts broadcasting.

The author has something to say

It's a bit unaccustomed to be a human being for the first time, there is no knife in the sugar.

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