When I become the official match of the full-level Tu Huang [Unlimited]

The result of Yitu pampering the man's presumptuousness is nothing more than the sound of cold water in the bathroom again.

As for Yitu who was sitting on the sofa, his cheeks were flushed, his lips were red and he was panting slightly, obviously not much better.

He thought that Jiang Hanyu had recovered his memory, that's why he was so enthusiastic.

However, he underestimated the strictness of the system's determination of the King of Spades, and also underestimated Jiang Hanyu's instinctive love and liking.

The man has no memory between them, so he can't help but restrain his nature when facing Yitu, even though that bit of reason doesn't work at all sometimes.

Yitu didn't feel much lost, he knew that Jiang Hanyu would remember it sooner or later.

As time goes by, this card field can't restrain players for too long.

He straightened the collar and hem that had been ripped off by the man before, and there were still a few bright red spots that were sucked out from his fair neck.

After dinner, he still needs to find a reason to meet Shen Xin.

He didn't plan to tell the man about this, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

The behavior between him and Kan Xingyuan became more and more intimate, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger.

Out of his liking and selfishness for Jiang Hanyu, the changed character is not just in love with this one.

The development of Kan Xingyuan's role has obviously gone off track.

You must know that the real Kan Xingyuan has no feelings for Zhongqing, but only appreciates Zhongqing as a satisfactory object.

But now the two of them have deviated from the original setting, and gradually deviated from the direction. No one knows what will happen in the end.

Yitu recalled the expression of restraint and forbearance that flashed across the man's face, and was quickly covered by heat and madness.

He suddenly had a bad idea, maybe the first thing he remembered was a trap full of flowers.

Kan Xingyuan waited for 15 minutes before coming out of the bathroom.

The cold water took away all the heat from his body, and a cold breath rushed into his nostrils.

The man hugged Yitu affectionately from behind, kissed his sweetheart's fair cheek, and asked in a low voice:

"Are you hungry, what do you want to eat tonight?"

Yitu turned around and reached out to touch her husband's cool and moist face, and said softly:

"All good, your cooking is delicious."

Kan Xingyuan hooked his lips, couldn't help but held his wife's face and kissed her several times before entering the kitchen contentedly.

The man was in a good mood, so the dinner was unsurprisingly sumptuous.

As Kan Xingyuan, although he knows what Zhongqing likes to eat, Yitu is not Zhongqing.

The man just understands this, so he cooks a variety of dishes, and they are all dishes that Yitu used to use a lot of chopsticks in the past.

For a moment, Yitu's mood was mixed.

While numb and moved, I also felt a bit sad and bitter.

Although Jiang Hanyu lost his memory, his love for him has not diminished by half.

His gaze stayed on his spouse from beginning to end, observing his every move, silently recording his likes and dislikes.

He didn't ask Yitu a word, but everything was in the details without words.

Yitu's throat tightened, and an inexplicable sense of guilt welled up in his heart.

Before this card game, he had doubts about Jiang Hanyu's liking for him, that's why he was hesitant to face his feelings calmly.

After all, they have only known each other for a long time, and they have not experienced many hardships.

Especially the liking and love that the young man uttered from his mouth, it was somewhat true.

Yitu himself is a man, and he can't guarantee that his relationship will never change, let alone the always cold Jiang Hanyu.

He is worried about the absolute attraction between the spouses, pulling each other, and he is afraid that the two will just meet in a hurry.

His many worries and endless worries are not a disguised expression.

But now, Yitu suddenly wants to let her go.

Even if it is really the attraction between spouses, he has already stood by the man's side, and there is no possibility of giving up his position.

But for a moment, Yitu thought about it.

His hand holding the vegetables was trembling slightly, and he wanted to say something, but he felt that it was really unnecessary.

The feeling of wanting to tell Jiang Hanyu in person was so violent that he couldn't find an outlet, so he could only forcefully hold it back in his chest.

Kan Xingyuan naturally felt his emotions, and stopped there for some reason.

"you……"

Yitu shook his head at him and didn't say anything, so Kan Xingyuan didn't ask any more questions.

After the two had eaten, Yitu took advantage of the man's inattention and went down with a bag of trash to meet Shen Xin.

If Kan Xingyuan knew about this before the two of them had nothing else, he would have known about it.

But now a man cares about his every move and takes everything to heart.

Yitu was really afraid that after he regained his memory, he would settle accounts with himself.

When he saw Shen Xin, he had better go there in a sneaky way.

As soon as Yitu arrived downstairs, Shen Xin was already standing outside the door waiting.

Seeing him coming, he shouted with a smile on his face:

"Love."

"Why do you suddenly want to see me? I knew you still couldn't let me go."

Yitu laughed, and said in a cold voice:

"Shen Xin, Deng Ping is dead."

Shen Xin froze for a moment, the smile on his face faded a little.

"Isn't it just right for such a scum to die? He dared to bite you..."

Yitu didn't have time to listen to his nonsense, so he interrupted impatiently:

"The text message Miss Deng Ping received was sent by you, right?"

The last bit of smile on Shen Xin's face completely disappeared, "Zhong Qing, why do you doubt me?"

"What kind of person and identity am I, don't you know?"

Shen Xin was trembling all over, and said with an embarrassed expression: "What can I do to force Deng Ping to death?"

Yitu laughed when he heard this, "You also know that Deng Ping was forced to death."

Shen Xin was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that she had said something wrong.

Yitu sighed lightly, "Shen Xin, you really hate me, don't you?"

Shen Xin didn't speak, but frowned tightly, with an unpredictable expression on her face.

The role he took was undoubtedly an inconspicuous little person, not to mention bad birth, and even worse experience.

When Shen Xin was in junior high school, he found out that he was gay. He always felt inferior and sensitive because of his sexual orientation.

Until he was in high school, he met a senior who was a year older than him, and he was a complete jerk.

The senior discovered his secret and lured him, who was very good-looking, into the chaotic same-sex circle at that time.

They were all seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys, and they played a lot and had a lot of fun. Shen Xin was addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself for a while.

Until one day, he was intentionally drunk by the people brought by his senior. At first, Shen Xin just thought they wanted to play.

With an indifferent mentality and no defense at all, he became the protagonist in the film, the kind who showed his whole face.

After waking up, Shen Xin's world completely collapsed into darkness.

He paid for his youth and ignorance, and felt sick for his dirty self.

Even though seven or eight years have passed since this incident, those people and those things still seem to happen yesterday.

Shen Xin changed countless contact methods, jobs and addresses, but that group of people still followed him like a shadow.

He has become a toy that those devils can vent at any time, without the slightest dignity at all.

Just when he thought he would never climb out of hell, he met Zhong.

It was Zhongqing who invited friends to help him get rid of those demons, and Shen Xin was relieved.

And after that, Zhong Qing became Shen Xin's god, and he fell in love with it like a fascination.

Even if Zhong Qing doesn't see him at all, she doesn't even want to touch him.

Shen Xin's liking is still increasing day by day, even to the point of madness and hatred.

In fact, there is no difference between Zhongqing and those people, except that the latter plays with his body, while the former plays with his last dignity.

If you didn't intend to save him in the first place, why give him extravagant hopes.

Shen Xin laughed at herself, "Zhong Qing, in fact, you are more disgusting than those people."

"You are very lucky. Kan Xingyuan will help you when something goes wrong, and even guard you without complaint or regret."

"He is your god, but once you were also the god in my heart."

"Why are you superior to me? You are also afraid of being abandoned by Kan Xingyuan, so you can't wait to get rid of me, right?"

Shen Xin smiled viciously, as if she had seen through Yitu's purpose, and said word by word:

"Love, let me tell you, no, yes, yes."

"Unless I die, you'll never get rid of me."

"Besides, can you kill me?"

Shen Xin gave Yitu a disdainful look, turned around and entered the room, and closed the door with a "snap".

Yitu stood where he was, still holding the bag of trash in his hand, frowning.

The player who got the role of Shen Xin has gradually begun to integrate with the character.

Even he, at times, is affected by the role of love.

What surprised Yitu was that the player who played Shen Xin was more arrogant than he imagined, and did not hide a bit.

After all, a cowardly and cowardly person like Shen Xin couldn't say the last sentence.

After Yitu threw away the trash, he hurried home.

After too long, he was afraid that Kan Xingyuan would become suspicious.

But in fact, when the conversation between him and Shen Xin happened, the man was sitting on the stairs on the second floor playing with a cigarette.

Kan Xingyuan is a perverted stalker, even if he is played by another person, some characteristics still cannot be erased.

Especially after his wife became the person in his heart, this desire to possess all the time became stronger and stronger.

He couldn't bear the moment when his lover left behind his back, and he couldn't bear someone trying to pester him endlessly.

"Can't you kill him? Heh." The corner of the man's mouth cracked into a nasty and crazy smile.

Yitu didn't see it. When he returned home, Kan Xingyuan was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and a crumpled cigarette was thrown on the coffee table.

Yitu had a bad premonition in his heart, and just about to say something, Kan Xingyuan stretched out his hand to him.

"Come." The man's tone was steady and gentle.

Yitu obediently walked over, and the next second, he was hugged by the man and sat on his lap.

"doing what."

Yitu wanted to push him away, but a grievance appeared on Kan Xingyuan's face.

Inexplicably, Yitu thought of those familiar moments with Jiang Hanyu before, the man had such an expression.

Being wronged and pretending to be strong, Yitu softened.

So the man got what he wanted, a lingering and passionate kiss.

"Baby, can I help you take a bath today?"

The man looked at Yitu with bright eyes filled with expectations.

Yitu: "...Don't..." Force me to slap you.

He swallowed the rest of the words abruptly, and was so angry with his old age that he didn't realize that there was anything wrong with Kan Xingyuan's sudden change of address.