After I was reborn, I found out that my husband had a crush on me

The gray horse and the black horse met at the gate of the ancient castle, huddled together for a while, and walked side by side to the shore.

During this period, Zhou Yu and Fang Yan's gazes were tightly intertwined, one was calm with passion and love, the other was shy with deep attachment, obviously there was no more action, but inexplicably made the onlookers blush and heartbeat.

Several drones were not far behind them, recording the scene of the husband and wife walking into the castle hand in hand after getting off their horses.

The original decoration style of the lobby on the first floor of the castle was so solemn and gorgeous that it was a bit dull, but when it was set up as a wedding venue, the cold weapon booths and gloomy hanging paintings were replaced by naive Cupid portraits, balloons, and flower baskets. .

The guests then came to the hall to take their seats, and the waiters also arranged for them to wait for the newlyweds.

Zhou Yu and Fang Yan are both men, so there is no need for the groom to come on stage first to hold flowers and wait, the bride goes on stage holding the hands of her parents, and the parents hand over the bride to the groom and so on.They walked onto the stage side by side amidst warm applause and soaring ribbons, their fingers clasped tightly together.

The master of ceremonies read out a long series of lines full of emotion, but at this time it doesn't matter what other people are saying, because the couple only have each other in their eyes.

When Zhou Yu stared at Fang Yan and said "I do", they were stunned at the same time.

Zhou Yu was stunned because he had made such a promise to Fang Yan in his previous life. At that time, they were separated by a thick layer of fog, and they couldn't see each other's sincerity clearly. In the end, it ended sloppily, but now Fang Yan only has nothing in his eyes. His trust and love are magnanimous and lovely.

An inexplicable sourness mixed with joy welled up in his heart, and Zhou Yu was emotionally agitated for a while, unable to notice Fang Yan's strangeness.

Fang Yan also had a dazed look in his eyes, they were obviously getting married for the first time, why Zhou Yu's "I do" seemed to have been heard a long time ago, as if there was a period of extremely gloomy days, and only Relying on these three short words to absorb the only warmth...

When he said "I do" to Zhou Yu, this vague feeling became more and more intense.

A bizarre phantom even appeared in front of Fang Yan's eyes. The romantic wedding scene was distorted and deformed, and he came to a place with a festive and rustic decoration. He and Zhou Yu seemed to be standing on the stage. The face changed constantly, and finally stopped at the same bloody and mottled face covered with bandages.

Fang Yan seemed to know who it was subconsciously, but he never dared to admit it. After lowering his head, he was surprised to find that he was holding a small red book in his hand. What was it——

In reality, Zhou Yu took Fang Yan's hand seriously, put it in his palm, and put the ring on Fang Yan's finger.

Fang Yan was still immersed in the grotesque hallucinations, his body had already responded for him first, and he lowered his head to look blankly at his hands.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, Fang Yan was just too nervous, obediently letting Zhou Yu guide him.

The moment the ring with Zhou Yu's temperature touched his skin, Fang Yancai suddenly pulled out of this strange state. Sounds and images scrambled into his pupils, and he heard "please newlyweds" belatedly. exchange rings".

Only Zhou Yu noticed his slight strangeness, put on the ring for him, rubbed his fingers reassuringly, and cast worried eyes over him questioningly.

Fang Yan quickly smiled at him, expressing that he was fine.

Zhou Yu watched Fang Yan carefully take the ring in the velvet box, and slowly pushed the ring into his fingertips with the most prudent and pious attitude in his life, and couldn't help it anymore.

God knows, ever since Zhou Yu saw Fang Yan in a snow-white suit appearing in front of him, he wanted to kiss him very, very much.

He grabbed Fang Yan's narrow waist and lowered his head to take away his lover's breath.

The guests erupted in booing in good faith, and the master of ceremonies didn't expect the newcomer to be so anxious, so he laughed and joked, "Our newcomer is the most loving I've ever seen..."

Unprepared, Fang Yan was rubbed on the back of his head and kissed. Although he was a little shy in front of so many people, he still relaxed his lips and tongue to cater to Zhou Yu's kiss.

After such a round of kissing, Fang Yan immediately put the hallucinations behind him. He was dizzy and tried to stand upright, but his cheeks were already scorching hot.

Although the preparation for the wedding plan has been as simple as possible, there are still a lot of cumbersome procedures, and it is already late at night when I get home.

Fang Yan leaned wearily on Zhou Yu's shoulder and stretched: "I'm so tired."

Alcohol was inevitable at the wedding banquet. Although they all took anti-alcoholic medicine in time, even Zhou Yu felt a little tired after all the tossing.

Zhou Yu looked at his lover's rare state of complete relaxation regardless of his image, and said amusedly: "Go back and rest early."

He didn't have any other thoughts in his mind at this time, the wedding was really one of the sweetest tortures in life, and Fang Yan's physical condition had never been too strong.

Fang Yan looked at the warm light coming from the house, and suddenly woke up from his dazed and limp state.

What else is going on on the wedding night?

Sharing the same bed...?

No, no, he has been sleeping with Zhou Yu for an unknown amount of time.

But that's just pure chatting under the quilt, and after getting married, you can do more than just chatting, right?

Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and watched Fang Yan, who was swaying from sleepiness just now, sat up straight, his face, ears, and neck were all red.

He miraculously guessed Fang Yan's thoughts at the moment, and his eyes suddenly became dark.

As soon as he entered the door, Fang Yan hurriedly got into the bathroom, and soon there was the sound of splashing water.

Zhou Yu thought about his watch for a while, it was half past eleven, and he got up so early today, Fang Yan's body might not be able to take it...

Looking at Fang Yan's appearance, he was also embarrassed. Zhou Yu was always unwilling to force him, so let's forget about tonight. Don't worry about this day, Zhou Yu can wait.

Zhou Yu specially used cold water in the shower, and after suppressing all charming thoughts, he pushed open the bedroom door.

Fang Yan was already sitting on the bedside in his nightgown waiting for him, his fair cheeks were seductively blush, and he even trembled slightly nervously when he heard the sound of the door opening.

And on Zhou Yu's pillow, lay a bottle of lubricant quietly.

What does this mean, there is no need to say more.

Zhou Yu's brain, which had already calmed down, buzzed, and his eyes looking at Fang Yan suddenly became extremely hot.

He stepped forward with his remaining rationality, pulled up the quilt and wrapped Fang Yan up.

"Brother Yu," Fang Yan panicked and grabbed Zhou Yu's clothes, "Don't go."

The young man's dark eyes were soaked with moisture, and he looked extremely aggrieved.

"I'm not leaving," Zhou Yu pinched his thin wrist and stuffed it back under the quilt, his eyes were frighteningly heavy, "I still need something, I'll be right back after I get it. Be good, be obedient."

Fang Yan didn't have time to see what he was taking, and in a whirl, his chin was pinched and his lips and tongue were brutally invaded.

Zhou Yu lost control like never before, his strength seemed to crush Fang Yan into pieces and melt into his bones and blood.

During the chaotic panting, there was a sudden sound of plastic being torn apart, which was a bit ear-piercing.

Fang Yan glanced in bewilderment, and Zhou Yu bowed his head and kissed his eyes soon.

The pillow and nightgown rolled down on the carpet, and at a certain moment, Zhou Yu suddenly stopped.

Fang Yan was ashamed and angry: "That... I made it in advance in the bathroom..."

"You..." Zhou Yu's voice was hoarse, filled with endless doting and desire.

The light and shadow cast on the wall are interlaced with the patterns of the wallpaper, almost giving people the illusion of being dazzled.

Zhou Yu patiently opened his slightly convulsed fingers one by one, and clasped his fingers together: "Don't toss your palms, toss me, huh?"

The back of his hands, forearms and lower back soon got his wish, adding a few light red scratch marks.

Zhou Yu is extremely gentle and patient, like a fragile porcelain doll in his arms. His desire to protect Fang Yan is always greater than his own. Fang Yan has never received enough care since childhood, so let Zhou Yu compensate for it he.

"Why are you crying again?" Zhou Yu quietly wiped away Fang Yan's tears with one hand, but unexpectedly wiped away more and more tears.

Fang Yan opened his eyes full of water, and said intermittently: "I like you so much, don't ever leave me, okay?"

He is a restrained and shy person, and he is especially moving when he hits a straight ball occasionally.

Zhou Yu pressed his head against his chest, letting him listen to his overly violent heartbeat: "I love you, Yanyan, I will never leave you."

The night is thick, the sound of insects is rustling outside the window, a soft and sweet flower seems to bloom in the dark room, and the rich fragrance is overflowing, making people deeply addicted to it.

Fang Yan was paralyzed by the overloaded pleasure, like soaking in a muddy swamp, when he was so tired that he was about to fall asleep, a thought came out abruptly and stubbornly:

"Liar."

Fang Yan tried hard to prop up his heavy eyelids, but he couldn't resist the gradual sinking of his drowsy consciousness.

However, this little idea seems to have taken root and sprouted.

"You obviously left."

"In the worst possible way."

After the end, Zhou Yu picked up Fang Yan and went to the bathroom to wash it, but Fang Yan, who was always light-headed, never woke up from the beginning to the end, and the thick blush at the end of his eyes never faded.Zhou Yu was full of tenderness, staring at his lover's sleeping face intently.

Starting from tonight, Fang Yan was filled with his own breath from inside to outside, and he was completely his own.

Zhou Yu stretched out his hand to brush away Fang Yan's wet forehead hair, and found that Fang Yan's brows were slightly frowned, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be wet.

Zhou Yu rubbed his brows gently, and hugged him in Fang Yan's favorite position.Fang Yan in the dream seemed to be able to feel the consolation of his lover, and finally faced the cruel dream that might be the truth——

All kinds of past life flashed before Fang Yan's eyes like a revolving lantern, but he closed his eyes tightly and dared not look at it. His intuition made him feel deeply terrified.

Reality and dream intertwined, he suddenly felt Zhou Yu's temperature in despair, it was the most tender and beautiful honey in the world, Fang Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally opened his eyes.

The lingering memories of the past life overwhelmingly engulfed Fang Yan's frail figure, and Fang Yan was not afraid anymore with the warmth from his lover.

The birds were chirping, and the sunlight could not penetrate the heavy blackout curtains, but warmed the fragrance of the flowers, and slowly entered the room.

Zhou Yu slowly opened his eyes, and found that Fang Yan had been awake for some time, staring at him motionless.

Before Zhou Yu opened his lips, Fang Yan pressed his lips one step at a time, and said softly, "Morning."

Zhou Yu curled his lips into a smile: "Morning."

Thousands of pasts have been completely reversed, and it is another morning.

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"Paranoid White Moonlight Suddenly Behaved After Reincarnation" by Shajiao

The precious snow lotus was born to grow beside the mountain god of the snow mountain. The startled mountain god is as cold as a piece of black ice, but the snow lotus likes it very much.

So she tried her best to get close to the mountain god, courteous and pitiful.

The mountain god ignored her.

The embarrassing unilateral flattery lasted for 50 years, and finally one morning, as soon as she opened her eyes, she was facing the mountain god sincerely, on the mountain god's bed.

Looking at the beautiful woman who was tidying her clothes with no expression on her side, Xue Lian silently swallowed: I said it was an accident, do you believe it?

The atmosphere at that time was very subtle, and the face of the mountain god was also very subtle.

Then the snow lotus was driven down the mountain.

Unfortunately, before she could take a few steps, she met a group of grass grabbers who wanted to arrest her to make tea.

The little licking dog has only learned to lick the mountain god for 50 years, so where is their opponent?

Then she was caught, and she was pinched to death.

When life and death were at stake, this unlucky thing closed her eyes, and the face of the mountain god appeared in her head, and she wanted to take one last look at the mountain god.

With a sharp sound piercing through the air, a white light flashed in front of her eyes, and the arrogant gods knelt down respectfully on the ground, but she only saw the clear and indifferent back of the mountain god standing in front of her.

The mountain god's eyebrows were frosty, he looked back at her, and said coldly: "Not yet."

Xue Lian's eyes were reddened by the sleet wind, and she stumbled into the mountain god's arms.

The love-hate entanglement between Xi Zhui and Qin Hong lasted for tens of thousands of years.

Qin Hong is paranoid and domineering, and in today's words, he is quite a sick girl.

Qin Hong's death is a kind of relief for Xi Zhuang, and it is also the beginning of another kind of torture.

In the torment of longing, she became more and more withdrawn, and she lived in seclusion in the snow-capped mountains and became a mountain god, dazzling for thousands of years.

The days of living in seclusion are very leisurely, until a snow lotus grows on the mountain-a noisy, cute little thing.

Xue Lian was born on the snow mountain where she was, and was protected by her.

But at first she was actually unwilling to talk to Xue Lian.

Until one day by accident, she discovered that Xuelian seemed to be the person she had been thinking about day and day.

Qin Hong was reincarnated in Nirvana, from a sick and paranoid to a cute and humble little licking dog.

Could it be that, the law of heaven is clear, and the retribution is not good?