I'm Always the Villain

【Ding!The memory is read successfully, and the memory transmission starts below. 】

The abrupt system sound sounded, and F001 wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, [Master host, please call me a rescue expert. 】

Sang Jiuchi: [... I thank you. 】

As the system sound fell, two memories appeared in my mind.

One section is the memory of the world, and the other section is the memory of the original owner.

As expected, the original owner's name is still Sang Jiuchi, and his appearance is still the same, that is, younger, handsomer, and prettier.

The original owner is 21 years old this year, a 12-year-old child star group debuted, and her mother's fans spread all over the country, and she was extremely popular.

When he was the most popular at the age of 19, he made an official announcement with his boyfriend Yun Yi without hesitation.

Because of the official announcement of the relationship, there has been a large number of fans.The original owner suddenly became popular when he became popular, and gradually faded out of the public eye.

On the contrary, it was the boyfriend who took advantage of the original owner's reputation to quickly become popular, even surpassing the original owner when he was the most popular, and he who was once favored began to be unworthy of her boyfriend.

A few weeks ago, the boyfriend, Ah Bu, should be called the ex-boyfriend now. The ex-boyfriend of the original owner was suddenly photographed dating a rich man.

On the Internet, there are people complaining about injustices for themselves, but most of them are celebrating the ex-boyfriend who finally got rid of himself.

An idiot knows how to choose between a trafficker who has been abandoned by the times, and an upper-class daughter with strong capital.

Then the family background of his ex-boyfriend, the second young master of the wealthy Yun family, was exposed online.

Talented man and beautiful woman, well matched, peerless couple.

For a while, the Internet overwhelmingly supported Yun Yi, and Yun Yi quickly posted on Weibo that he had broken up with the original owner peacefully half a year ago.

And the lover in front of him is Yun Yan, the young master of the Yun family.

Yun Yan and Yun Yi have the same father and mother, Yun Yan is 27 years old this year, and Yun Yi is 22 years old this year.

The fact that Yun Yi didn't announce his identity a few years ago was not because he kept a low profile, but because he had just been recognized.

It is thanks to the support of Yun Yan's mother's family that the Yun family can become a wealthy family.But then Yunyan's mother's family gradually declined. Five years ago, Yunyan's mother's family business closed down and the family moved abroad.

About a year ago, a car accident happened suddenly.

Yun Yan's mother died in the car accident, and Yun Yan suffered from paralysis of the lower limbs.

Half a year ago, Yun's father took Yun Yi and his mother into their home, got married and became real members of the family.

Only then did Yun Yan know that his father had betrayed his mother more than 20 years ago and had always had a family outside.

This is not over yet, Father Yun dismisses Yun Yan with a small company on the grounds that Yun Yan is disabled and unable to inherit the family business, leaving the future of the entire family business to Yun Yi.

Without the blessing of my mother's family, it's not good for me.

The eagle soaring in the sky broke off its wings and fell into the abyss, but was bullied by Zhongshan wolf.

In the world plot, Yun Yan proposed to marry by agreement, but was rejected by the original owner.Afterwards, the original owner clarified on the Internet that they did not break up, but was charged with extortion by Yun Yi and sent to prison, all stardom was ruined.

After reading the memory, Sang Jiuchi took a deep breath.

reject?

That's impossible.

Sang Jiuchi looked at the back of the wheelchair, "May I ask why you need to get married?"

The wheelchair tycoon was silent for a moment, then said coldly, "You don't need to know this."

Tsk, if you don’t know, you don’t know, so don’t tell me in the future.

On the other side that Sang Jiuchi couldn't see, Yun Yan pursed his lips slightly, and there was a moment of bewilderment on his face.

Why do you want to get married?He also wanted to know.

Originally, he was only curious about Yun Yi's unlucky ex-boyfriend, but the moment he saw his photo, he had this idea.

He was 27 years old this year, and Father Yun and that woman repeatedly thrust women in front of him under the pretext of caring.

If he had to get married, he would rather choose this clean and beautiful outdated starlet in front of him.

Outside the window, the sun is setting.

Thick blood red dyed the sky.

Yun Yan slowly turned the wheelchair. Under the blood-red background, his facial features were handsome and resolute, and his sharp-edged face was half-bright and half-hidden in the blush, carrying the oppression of death, like a demon crawling out of an abyss , bewitching Sang Jiuchi to sink step by step.

Yun Yan said in a low voice, "I have read your profile, it was once very popular. Do you really want to be popular? I can help you."

He didn't want to say these things at first, and whether the other party agreed to marry him or not didn't have much influence on him.

But seeing the gentle young man's clear eyes and clean and pretty face, he began to persuade him for the first time.

Sure enough, when the young man on the opposite side heard this sentence, it was like a hungry wolf seeing meat, and his eyes began to glow green.

Yun Yan knew that the other party was tempted.

Sang Jiuchi put his hands behind his back and clenched his five fingers into fists.

He stared obsessively at the figure of his lover embedded in the dusk, this seductive goblin who was on the verge of death and the temptation of abstinence.

There is also the cold and lonely eyes of the lover, oppressing him like a lion on the grassland, it is very exciting.

Sure enough, no matter what kind of character the lover set up, he likes it.

F001 seemed to have heard Sang Jiuchi's inner voice, and complained: [Master host, it's the wrong way to say it.Shouldn't it be that he has all the characters you like? 】

Sang Jiuchi coughed lightly, staring greedily at Yun Yan, didn't hear what Yun Yan was saying at all, and couldn't help sticking out his bright red tongue to lick the corner of his mouth.

Yun Yan: "..."

How do you feel, the young man opposite is not quite right?

Is he too sensitive?Why did he feel that Sang Jiuchi's eyes were full of lust?

Yun Yan was taken aback by his own thoughts, his expression became more and more rigid, but his eyes secretly looked at the young man in front of him.

A very beautiful and clean little boy, prettier than all the boys he has ever seen, but too utilitarian.Probably because he has been immersed in the entertainment industry for too long, when he heard that he could help him become famous, he couldn't hide his desire, and even fantasized on the spot.

Yun Yan frowned.

In the entertainment industry, even if he can't hide his own heart, even if Sang Jiuchi becomes popular, it won't be for long.

Yun Yan coughed lightly, implying that it was time for Sang Jiuchi to recover.

Sang Jiuchi's eyes regained clarity, "Should I go back and get the household registration book now?"

Yun Yan: "..."

I was still hesitating just now, so I agreed?

Heh, the dog man in the entertainment industry.

Yun Yan: "At this point, the Civil Affairs Bureau is off work."

Sang Jiuchi suddenly realized, "That's right, then tomorrow? The Civil Affairs Bureau goes to work at 9:[-] in the morning, right? After receiving the certificate? Do you have to be more realistic in acting?"

He has been married four times, which he counts very well.

Sang Jiuchi is like a number of treasures, "Wedding rings, wedding photos, wedding, now that we are married, do we still have to live together? Should I move in tonight, or after I get the certificate tomorrow? If I move today, it would be too hasty. Toiletries and a change of clothes are not ready yet, or tomorrow, I will go back and tidy up today..."

Yun Yan was dumbfounded, and interrupted Sang Jiuchi, "You seem to be very experienced?"

No, four times.

Sang Jiuchi looked at Yun Yan with a pair of bright eyes, like a little fox begging for food.

There were no lights on in the office.Under the light of the red dusk, Sang Jiuchi's face was dyed a bright red color, his brows and eyes were raised gently, but it didn't give people a treacherous feeling, but a little cute and cunning.

Even though there was a distance, Yun Yan could clearly see Sang Jiuchi's thick eyelashes.

The crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled in the red glow, and were dyed with a layer of pale golden soft light.

Not only that, but he also seemed to see white fluffy ears protruding from the top of Sang Jiuchi's head.

Just, pretty cute.

think rua.

Yun Yan lowered his head and glanced to the side in embarrassment, "You can figure it out. These days are the peak period for obtaining certificates. I will ask someone to make an appointment tomorrow, and I will send someone to pick you up when we arrive. As for cohabitation..."

Yun Yan originally wanted to say that it was just a marriage agreement, just a title.

But when the words came to his lips, he suddenly imagined the little fox in front of him walking around in front of him wearing his own shirt.

The sound of refusal stopped abruptly.

Yun Yan cleared his throat and tried to calm his voice, "Clean up, don't worry, I will send someone to pick you up."

Sang Jiuchi nodded persistently, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Well-behaved and cute.

Yun Yan felt that his frozen heart was about to melt.

Yun Yan lowered his head and looked at his hands, which were grasping the armrest of the wheelchair with great knuckles, digging into the leather cover with his bony fingertips.

With these hands, I really want to touch the boy's head.

Yun Yan took a deep breath, restraining his voice as much as possible, appearing indifferent and alienated, "There is nothing else, you can go back first, I will send someone to see you off."

Sang Jiuchi stood up, but didn't intend to leave. Instead, he took out his mobile phone and looked directly into Yun Yan's eyes.

Those bright eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts through the eyes, Yun Yan was stared at by him a little hairy, "What's wrong?"

Sang Jiuchi shook his phone, "I don't have my husband's phone number and WeChat, it's unreasonable."

husband……

Yun Yan wanted to cover his face.

Yun Yan lowered his head, feeling his cheeks and earlobes burning hot.Fortunately, it was evening, and Hongxia behind her helped her to hide the change of expression.

Otherwise he must be a capital embarrassment.

Yun Yan's hand holding the armrest of the wheelchair trembled slightly, he quickly reported a series of numbers, and after finishing the report, he asked thoughtfully, "Have you written it down?"

Sang Jiuchi wrote down the mobile phone number and asked, "Is this also the WeChat ID?"

Yun Yan: "Yes."

Sang Jiuchi didn't speak any more, and fiddled with the phone with his head down.

Yun Yan observed Sang Jiuchi's movements from the corner of his eyes, and after a while, the sudden ringtone of the mobile phone rang in this office.

Under Sang Jiuchi's expectant gaze, Yun Yan took out his cell phone from his pocket.

On it was a string of calls from strangers who didn't show who they were.

Yun Yan looked at Sang Jiuchi, "Is this your phone number?"

Sang Jiuchi nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yeah, remember to add a note. I called you 'husband', and you have to call me 'madam'."

Yun Yan gave a pause when he was saving his cell phone number.

He glanced at Sang Jiuchi, and found that Sang Jiuchi raised his mobile phone towards him, and the person displayed on the mobile phone was "husband".

Yun Yan frowned, his expression tangled.

But the fingers honestly typed the word "madame" quickly.

Since it is a play, it must be more realistic.

Note "Madam", there is nothing wrong with it.

When Yun Yan entered the remarks, Sang Jiuchi stood next to him deliberately, and saw that he had entered his contact name as "Madam", so he continued to poke with his mobile phone.

Yun Yan's private WeChat rang, the timing was just right, and he knew it was from Sang Jiuchi without thinking about it.

If there is one, there are two. Before Sang Jiuchi could say anything, he had already opened WeChat and clicked on the friend application.

There is only one applicant in the friend application, and the profile picture is Sang Jiuchi's personal photo.In the photo, the young man smiled with his head half down, his eyes slightly closed, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow under the light, covering most of his eyes.

Yun Yan could only vaguely see the young man's eyes through the small gap below, clear and innocent, but it seemed to be different from the young man in front of him.

Probably because of the discrepancy between the photo and the real person, Yun Yan didn't think too much, his eyes moved from the avatar to the request box for adding friends.

There are only two words in the box: Husband~

Well.

With a cold face, Yun Yan nodded in agreement, and skillfully typed in the note: madam.

After everything was done, Yun Yan was stunned.

What did he do just now?

Love has always been a sacred thing in his mind, yet he actually remarked "Madame" to the agreed marriage partner whom he only met once?

It's so out of his style.

Just when he lowered his head in doubt, a pair of bright eyes bumped into his line of sight without warning.

Following his gaze, Yun Yan realized that Sang Jiuchi was squatting down in front of him.

Sang Jiuchi put his hands on his unconscious legs, put his head on it, and looked up at himself, "Then I'll go back first, remember to pick me up early tomorrow."

Yun Yan nodded in a strange way, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Well, good."

After replying, he froze again.

Obviously he hates others approaching, and even more hates others touching his legs.

But Sang Jiuchi leaned on his lap like this, but he didn't feel disgusted.

My mind is full of Sang Jiuchi's beautiful and bright face, even in the gradually darkened room, I can't stop that face from bursting out with its original charm.

Yun Yan watched Sang Jiuchi leave, frowning slightly.

Was Sang Jiuchi so amazing when he first arrived?

This company is the zombie company that Father Yun threw to Yun Yan. The company that was on the verge of bankruptcy half a year ago has already been brought back to life after Yun Yan took care of it.

Although it is a zombie company, the appearance of the building is not weak at all.

After all, what Father Yun did was unethical, and he couldn't make it very obvious to Yun Yan, a company that seemed to be going bankrupt.

Choose left and right, and finally choose this zombie company that looks good on the surface, but has actually been in deficit for several years.

As the young master of the Yun family, Yun Yan has the right to refuse to accept this company.

But he didn't.

Sang Jiuchi remembered that this company seemed to be a company owned by Yun Yan's mother's family.When Yun Yan's mother's family was on the verge of bankruptcy, Yun's father took the opportunity to buy the company, not to help Yun Yan's mother's family, but to show off.

After Yun's father bought it, he threw the company away, let it lose money, and then brought it out from time to time and said "losing money" in front of his mother, which made Yun Yan's mother feel very uncomfortable.

The elevator slowly stopped on the first floor, and the moment the elevator opened, he saw the assistant waiting beside him.

The assistant stood upright, but his mouth was a little panting.

He was packing up his things just now when he received a call from Mr. Yun.

Boss Yun asked him to see him off without saying a word, and asked him to arrive at the lobby within 2 minutes.

Isn't it hard to be human? !

The assistant almost thought that the company was going to be cold soon, and Mr. Yun deliberately made things difficult for him to make him retreat.

Want to force me to resign?There are no doors.

Seeing Sang Jiuchi coming out of the elevator, the assistant wiped the sweat from his brow, "Mr. Sang, I'll take you home."

The black Bentley parked at the door, and Sang Jiuchi sat in the back seat.

The assistant got into the co-pilot, looked back at Sang Jiuchi and smiled, "Mr. Sang, where are you going?"

After Sang Jiuchi reported the name of the community, he closed his eyes and rested.

When he first came to this plane, he saw his lover when he opened his eyes. Now that he was sitting in the car, he felt that his body was a little tired.

F001 thoughtfully said: [Master Host, this body has not slept for three days and three nights. 】

Sang Jiuchi: [The one who was angry with Yun Yi? 】

F001: [There are reasons for Yunyi, and there are also reasons for Internet trolls.There are many trolls on the Internet who scold the original owner, but there are many trolls in it. 】

Sang Jiuchi: [Is it bought by someone to scold the original owner?Who bought it? 】

F001: [Yun Yi's manager. 】

Sang Jiuchi couldn't keep his eyes open. He yawned, leaned his head slightly on the comfortable leather chair, and fell asleep unknowingly.

The assistant saw it in the rearview mirror and silently turned off the music in the car.

The phone vibrated suddenly, it was a WeChat message from Mr. Yun, "Have you delivered it?"

assistant:"……"

This is just gone!It's only 10 minutes away from the company, how could it be possible to give it away!

Hurry up and send it!

The assistant barked like a dog in his heart, but his face was expressionless.

He silently typed a sentence: "Not yet, Mr. Sang fell asleep."

Father Yan: "Fall asleep right after getting in the car?"

The assistant's hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

So you also know that you just got in the car?

Assistant: "Maybe it's because I've been under too much pressure these days, so it's okay if I didn't take a break."

Dad Yan: "Turn down the air conditioner and turn it on to sleep mode. Don't wake him up when you get there, send me a WeChat message."

The assistant adjusted the air conditioner, "Okay, Mr. Yun."

Ten seconds later, Mr. Yun sent another WeChat message slowly.

Dad Yan: "Take a picture for me."

assistant:? ? ?

Photograph?

Ah, I'm so sorry.

The assistant turned on the beauty camera shyly, took a selfie, and sent a message to Yun Yan.

Father Yan: "!! I want a photo of Sang Jiuchi! No need for beauty, just take it directly."

Assistant: Wronged.jpg.

The assistant pursed his lips and turned his head. The sky outside was already dark and white, and because of the privacy black film, the light behind was very poor.

The assistant was afraid to wake up Sang Jiuchi, so he didn't dare to turn on the flash, so he secretly took a picture of his face in the dark, and then sent it over.

In the office of the president of the company, Yun Yan took a puff of cigarette and exhaled a puff of smoke from his nose and mouth. From his gloomy expression, it can be seen that he is very irritable now.

The lights in the room were not turned on after Sang Jiuchi left.

In the dim room, the phone screen emitted a faint blue light, making his gloomy and handsome face even darker.

"Ding!" The mobile phone WeChat rang.

Yun Yan quickly turned on his phone, and saw a photo sent by his assistant.

The background of the photo is very dark, but the silhouette of the young man can still be clearly discerned.

The young man leaned his head softly back on the back of the chair, his pink mouth was slightly opened, his eyes were lightly closed, his eyes were covered by thick eyelashes, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

It's summer now, and when Sang Jiuchi came, he was only wearing a T-shirt with a slightly larger neckline.Now because of the reclining, the neckline of the T-shirt is a little crooked, and it hangs obliquely on the shoulders, revealing the delicate collarbone.

Although it was dark all around, Yun Yan could still make out Sang Jiuchi's white skin like suet white jade.

The moment Yun Yan saw the photo, Yun Yan's restless heart suddenly calmed down.

He silently clicked save, then opened the phone contacts.

It took no effort to find "Madame" and add the photo to "Madam"'s profile picture.

After finishing all this, Yun Yan silently opened the photo album again, and while looking at this pitifully rough photo, he smoked a cigarette with relish.

The filthy air was spit out along with the clouds, and Yun Yan only felt a burst of relief in his chest.

This Sang Jiuchi looks strangely good-looking.

His stupid younger brother, He Dehe Neng, was able to chase Sang Jiuchi back then.

Don't want such a good treasure, marry the Huo family's daughter, you're an idiot.

Yun Yan's lips curved into a cruel smile.

Yun Yi, you will regret it.

The moment you voluntarily give up Sang Jiuchi, he no longer belongs to you.

Yun Yan greedily licked Sang Jiuchi's sleeping face with his eyes, and after a long time, he uploaded the photo to the computer.

Putting the phone aside, he turned on the computer and sent an email to a foreign email address: "I'm getting married."

There were only five short words, and a photo of Sang Jiuchi was added as an attachment.

After finishing these, Yun Yan exited the mailbox and turned off the computer.

Since he lost the ability to control his legs, in order to facilitate his movement, all the floors are flat roads.

Yun Yan's wheelchair is the top wheelchair in the world. It can not only walk freely on the flat ground, but also transform into the mode of going down the stairs when it hits the wheels of the stairs.

After a year of adjustments, he also recognized the reality that he could no longer walk.

No matter how unwilling he is, he can only accept it silently.

Yun Yan walked to the foot of the wall and turned on the light, and the room was suddenly bright.

The glaring white light forced Yun Yan to frown, and he slowly opened his eyes when he got used to the brightness.

Yun Yan raised his head and looked at the lamp that was as bright as day, and gave a wry smile.

Look, that's it.

Even if you don't get used to it at first, as long as you force yourself to accept it, you can get used to it.

Yun Yan manipulated the wheelchair back to the computer desk and started his daily workaholic mode.

All success is not accidental and achieved overnight. The reason why this company can come back to life is not because he is the chosen one or how lucky he is, but because he still works hard.

During this year, unless necessary, he stayed in the company 24 hours a day.There is an en-suite bedroom in the president's office, which is fully equipped with all necessities and equipment.

Sang Jiuchi's beautiful face suddenly appeared in his mind.

He said he would live together after marriage.

Should I go home then?

For some reason, Yun Yan's heart, which had always been as calm as stagnant water, suddenly became turbulent.

Warm winds moved the smoke that hung over the sea.

The waves of the sea were rippling, and there were layers of ripples.

"Ding!"

The phone's WeChat notification tone rang again.

Yun Yan picked up the phone and saw the message from the assistant: "Boss, we are home, and Mr. Sang is still awake."

Father Yan: "How is he doing now? Take a picture and let me see."

assistant:"……"

Father Yan: "Let's make a video."

I suspect that you are just peeking at other beautiful boys under the guise of asking questions!

The assistant still made a video for his own job.

In the video, Sang Jiuchi has changed from leaning on the back to half lying on the chair.

The assistant only took a picture of half of his face, Sang Jiuchi's chest rose and fell rhythmically, his soft lips were half-opened and half-closed, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

How tiring is this?Only then did he fall asleep as soon as he got in the car, and he fell asleep all the way without waking up.

The assistant sent another WeChat message: "What should I do, boss?"

Yun Yan wanted Sang Jiuchi to sleep more, but sleeping in the car was not as comfortable as sleeping in the bed.

Father Yan: "Wake him up, send him up, and leave when you see him enter the house."

The assistant does.

After Yun Yan sent WeChat, he quit WeChat and turned around to open the Weibo app.

He never cared about the shitty things Yun Yi did, and he didn't care.But now that Sang Jiuchi was his man, he wanted to see how Yun Yi abused his man.

Yun Yi is very popular on the Internet recently, there is no need to deliberately search, open Weibo, the first page on the homepage is about him.

Yun Yi, who has 5000 million fans, just clarified his relationship with Sang Jiuchi the day before yesterday.

[Sang Jiuchi and I broke up peacefully half a year ago, and our relationship with Huo Ling@胡琳 only recently started. Everything is going with the flow, no mistress, no cheating, thank you for your concern. 】

What he said was just words.

Yun Yan sneered, and clicked on the 30+ comment section.

The control review is very beautiful, all blessings.

He followed this Weibo and clicked on Sang Jiuchi's Weibo. Sang Jiuchi's last Weibo was two months ago.

He was still celebrating Yun Yi's birthday in the air.

【Happy birthday to Yunyi@云逸~[Laughs][Laughs][Flowers]. 】

What should have been a normal celebration was now dominated by negative comments.

[No wonder Yun Yi didn't reply to your blessing, it turned out that we broke up half a year ago. 】

[You still stick to Yun Yi even after breaking up, how cheap are you?Want to be popular or crazy? 】

【You were once a top class anyway, it's too dishonest.Don't post to others after breaking up, we Yun Yi is also very distressed. 】

[You will have a face that cannot be red, stay away from us, Yun Yi, thank you. 】

Yun Yan's slender fingers with well-defined joints slowly slid down, and as the fingers slid down, the smile on the corner of his mouth became wider and wider.

The madness and darkness in his eyes seemed to pop out the next moment, coupled with that enlarged smile, he seemed like a ghost in hell.

His people, you can also spoil them?

Not red?

Show it to you!

Sang Jiuchi closed the door under the concerned eyes of his assistant. The moment the door was closed, Sang Jiuchi, who had been staring in a daze, finally woke up.

Turning on the light, he rubbed his hazy eyes and stretched his waist, 【Did anything happen when I fell asleep just now? 】

F001: [Yes, just now the assistant secretly photographed you twice, one with photos and one with videos. 】

Sang Jiuchi paused in the air with his outstretched hands, with a strange expression on his face, 【I'm so attractive?All assistants have a crush on me? 】

F001 gritted his teeth in his voice: 【Yun Yan wants it! 】

Sang Jiuchi chuckled, changed his slippers at the entrance, rubbed his shoulders and walked into the living room.

Sang Jiuchi looked at the original owner's room. The room was very clean, with no extra decorations, not even green plants.

The shoes in the shoe cabinet are neatly arranged according to a horizontal line, and the things on the coffee table are also sorted and placed in a corner.

Sang Jiuchi: [Does the original owner have obsessive-compulsive disorder? 】

F001: [not only obsessive-compulsive disorder, but also cleanliness.I have been dating Yun Yi for two years, and I have never held hands because I dislike being dirty, so I have always been in a spiritual relationship. 】

Ah, this.

It's the complete opposite of the previous plane.

In the previous plane, accidents would happen when touched, but in this plane, it would be disgusting when touched.

F001: [Don't think that Yun Yi has been miserable as a monk for two years, he has been stealing food from the original owner.He also really liked the original owner back then.Now that he has become famous through the fame of the original owner, his vision has long been different from then.Although he still thinks you look good, what he wants has become fame and power. 】

Sang Jiuchi continued, 【The original owner has long been unable to satisfy Yun Yi's violently inflated desires, and the original owner has already passed away, in Yun Yi's opinion, he is not worthy of him at all.Properly cross the river and demolish the bridge. 】

Sang Jiuchi: [The son is a Zhongshan wolf, and if he succeeds, he will be rampant. 】

F001: [Master Host, I am going to issue a task? 】

Sang Jiuchi frowned and thought for a moment, 【I have an uncontrollable desire for fame and power, this is the plane of the God of Power? 】

F001 paused for two seconds, and replied: [Yes, Master Host. 】

Sang Jiuchi curled his lips, 【I still prefer the God of Love and Desire. 】

The corner of F001's mouth twitched.

We dare not say what he likes, and we dare not ask.

Sang Jiuchi: [Announce the task. 】

F001: [Ding!The plane mission will be released below, and the host will be asked to become a top superstar.After the task is completed, you can get 300 million plane points. If the task fails, you can reset the plane. 】

Sang Jiuchi was stunned when he heard this mission, 【Is this mission me?And can the plane be reset?There are still 300 million plane points? 】

F001: [Hmmm. 】

Sang Jiuchi: [This task does not seem to be difficult. 】

The water was released into the sea.

F001: [Hmm, there is a force involved in the plane task, making the plane task the most beneficial to the host. 】

Sang Jiuchi: [A force?Is it God of War? 】

F001's voice trembled: [Hmm!Just now when my memory was lost, although it was only for a moment, I did feel the power of Lord God of War! 】

Sang Jiuchi's eyes brightened slightly, 【The task is so simple, so I can safely abuse scum and fall in love? 】

This is the first time for F001 to be so generous: [Master Host, you can do whatever you want, you can reset it if you fail, what are you afraid of. 】

Sang Jiuchi: [Okay. 】

After speaking, he turned on the phone.

F001 stopped talking and silently watched Sang Jiuchi's operation.

Sang Jiuchi tapped the phone quickly with his slender and long fingers, walking to the sofa and sitting down.

The two legs crossed naturally, and after one operation, Sang Jiuchi finally opened a website.

The phone page changed suddenly, and the screen was full of ambiguity.

This is a very hidden shopping website, with roses and pink as the background, and the items are displayed on the page frame by frame.

F001 was dumbfounded, teeth chattering: [Su, Master Host, what are you doing? ! 】

Sang Jiuchi looked at the interface carefully, and said casually: 【Shopping. 】

F001: [You, you, what do you want to buy? ! 】

Sang Jiuchi finally stopped his hand on a jade object that looked quite good in texture. He took his hand and compared it, [I just secretly compared it when I was lying on his lap. There are 23. 】

F001: 【…】

It really does not want to engage in this topic.

F001: [Then what? 】

Sang Jiuchi: [This plane is different from before, this time I should do it myself, in order to make a good impression on my lover, I have to learn to grow by myself. 】

Sang Jiuchi looked at it for a while, and finally chose a set from 12 to 23.

When entering the delivery address, Sang Jiuchi's fingers stopped.

Tomorrow I will move in with Yun Yan, so the things must be sent to his home.

Sang Jiuchi retreated the interface to the background, opened WeChat, and clicked on Yun Yan's WeChat chat window from the top.

Sang Jiuchi: "Are you there, husband?"

Yun Yan is studying the stock market. In the past, he would not even look at the phone when it rang.

But today he picked up his phone, clicked on it, and saw Sang Jiuchi's words.

Wife: "Are you there, husband?"

Yun Yan's cold heart suddenly softened. He looked at the time and silently counted twenty before typing in the chat interface, "Yes, yes."

Madam: "What's your home address, send it to me quickly."

It was clearly just words, but Yun Yan seemed to hear a soft voice ringing in his ears.

His cold expression softened involuntarily, without even realizing it, "It's at 32, 1003nd Road, Bay Area."

Wife: "Got it~ Is husband home now?"

Yun Yan, "No, I'm still in the company."

Madam: "Go back and rest. We have to take wedding photos tomorrow. If you don't get enough sleep, the photos will be ugly."

Yun Yan froze for a moment.

By the way, Mintian has to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to take wedding photos.

Moved the wheelchair to the suite connected to the office, moved to the bathroom, and slapped his face directly on the mirror.

After carefully looking at it from beginning to end, Yun Yan frowned.

I've been staying up late at night for the past few days, and my complexion does not seem to be very good.

That little thing was already pretty, so when I took pictures with him, my complexion was too bad, would there be too much contrast?

Suddenly an invisible pressure rose from the bottom of his heart, Yun Yan sent a WeChat message to Sang Jiuchi: "Okay, I'll go back right away."

Madam: "Then see you tomorrow, remember to send me a WeChat message when you get home."

Yun Yan: "Send what?"

Madam: "Anything is fine, just let me know you're home safely~"

Seeing this sentence, Yun Yan's heart suddenly trembled twice.

Just want to make sure you're safe?

A shallow laugh escaped from the corner of his mouth. How many surprises can this treasure-like little guy give himself?

The marriage agreement at the beginning was just a whim, but now it seems that he is not disgusted, but rather enjoys it.

Yun Yan: "Okay."

Since Yun Yan agreed to Sang Jiuchi, he stopped studying the stock market.

He hung up the computer and called the driver, asking him to wait for him in the garage.

Half an hour later, Yun Yan returned to the long-lost villa.

The first thing I did when I got back to the villa was to open WeChat on my phone and send a message to Sang Jiuchi: "I'm home."

They didn't speak for a long time, and just when Yun Yan thought that the other party had fallen asleep, the mobile phone issued a "Ding!" sound.

Mrs.: "Um, sorry, I was taking a shower just now, and I just saw the message on my phone. Are you asleep?"

Are you taking a shower?

For some reason, the figure of Sang Jiuchi under the dense mist suddenly appeared in Yun Yan's mind uncontrollably.

His body must be slender and fair, and the heat and mist in the bathroom must have made his fragile skin red.

After taking a bath, he should have flushed cheeks, mist in his eyes, and powder on his shoulders and knees.

Thinking about it, Yun Yan lowered his head in shock.

He is stumped.

Ah, this.

Is he perverted?

Yun Yan shook off the figure of Sang Jiuchi in his mind, and replied lightly: "I haven't slept yet."

Lady: "Did you take a shower?"

Yun Yan: "Just got home, haven't washed yet."

Madam: "How do you usually take a shower?"

If someone asked this question, Yun Yan would definitely turn his face, thinking that the other party was trying to mock him in a different way.

But the person who asked was replaced by Sang Jiuchi, but he didn't think so.

Yun Yan typed the words seriously, "In the bathroom, a wooden stool that is as high as the wheelchair is specially installed, with grunt and brakes, I can sit on the stool to wash, wipe it clean after washing, and then go out in the wheelchair. "

He didn't go into the specific details, but just talked about it in general, and he believed that Sang Jiuchi could understand it.

Lady: "Is the wheelchair waterproof?"

Yun Yan: "Waterproof, but I usually don't drive the wheelchair in. I will put the wooden