After making money, the husband who abandoned me came back

Hearing this voice, Molière's hands froze.He looked up and saw Yang Yuan and the red eyes of the other party who had obviously cried.

Seeing this, he couldn't help frowning, and then walked out of the library under the disapproving gazes of the other two.

Pulling Molière to the outside of the garden, Yang Yuan hesitated and said to him: "Molière, let's go out to play. Can you take me out to play?"

Molière frowned tightly, and asked with some concern: "What happened? Did you quarrel with Lancelot?"

Yang Yuan shook his head when he heard the words, but he refused to say anything to him, only begging him to take him out.

Molière refused to agree to him, and Yang Yuan's condition didn't look very good.Under such circumstances, how dare he take him out to play?In case something happened, how would he explain to Lancelot?

When Yang Yuan saw Molière, he refused to agree no matter what.But his eyes were red with anxiety, he hesitated for a while, he gritted his teeth and said: "Then, let me kiss you, will you take me out to play?"

Molière was startled when he heard the words, and looked at Yang Yuan with red and swollen eyes in disbelief.After thinking about it, he said, "Why do you want to go out to play? Lancelot said that you have not been in good health for the past two days, so you should stay in your room to rest."

"I'm in good health, I can go out to play." Yang Yuan explained anxiously, and then he simply whispered, "I just don't like Lancelot anymore. I like you, so I quarreled with him Molière, take me out, let's elope, okay?"

Now Molière was completely startled, unable to say anything.He looked hesitantly at Yang Yuan whose face was flushed with anxiety, pondered for a moment, then lowered his voice and asked softly, "Do you really not want to be with Lancelot?"

Yang Yuan looked at the unclear expression on Molière's face in front of him, his eyes turned red for some reason when he heard this question, but he still gritted his teeth and nodded, "Yes, I don't like him anymore, I like you! So Molière, take me away, I don't want to stay in this place anymore."

Hearing what he said, Molière looked at him blankly for a long time.Then he didn't know what was going on in his mind, but he nodded solemnly and said: "Okay. You don't want to be with him anymore, then you can stay with me. I will marry you, and you will be mine." Wife, I will protect you from now on."

Yang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and was anxiously trying to pull Molière, wanting him to take him away, but then he heard the other party say: "But we can't leave here."

Molière always remembered Lancelot's instructions to him, and knew that Vanessa could not leave Lancelot too far, otherwise her body would have problems.

So he said: "Lancelot and we both want to rescue the other companions. Now we have been trying to find a way, and it is very likely that we will be able to find the God Core we need soon. But according to Lancelot, even if I found the location information of those god cores, but it is very difficult to obtain them. If I leave him at this time, he will lose a helper, and it will be even more dangerous to obtain those god cores. So I can't leave."

When Yang Yuan heard this, he couldn't help showing a worried look on his face.He stared blankly at Molière for a while, then turned around and wanted to leave.But Molière grabbed his hand and said to him: "I don't know why you left here, but since you have promised to be my wife and I want to stay here, you must follow me Stay here together and never leave."

Yang Yuan looked at him in bewilderment, not knowing why things turned out like this.He originally wanted to ask Molière to help him get out of here, and then sneaked away.He felt that as long as he was far enough away from Lancelot, he might leave, but now he became Molière, and he was not allowed to leave.

He shook off Molière's hand with some displeasure, and was about to refuse his self-talk, but then he suddenly tilted his head and thought for a while, and found that doing so seemed to achieve his original intention.

Since he is not a woman, and it is obvious that Lancelot was tricked by him to be with him.Then when Lancelot finds out the truth in the future, he will definitely abandon him and be with another woman.

Even if Lancelot couldn't find out, he couldn't stay by his side in this way.He felt that his deceit was too much for Lancelot.

He originally wanted to leave secretly, so that Lancelot would not continue to be deceived by him, and he could pretend that Lancelot was also love, and he had to spend the rest of his life with such memories.

It's just that now, if he can't leave, at least he shouldn't cheat him by staying by Lancelot's side.

Then Molière is a good excuse.

But he thought about it, and said to Morian: "We can be together, but I can't be your wife, and I can't give birth to you. And I don't want to kiss you, let alone have sex with you—do those things."

Molière paused for a moment before realizing what the other party said.He looked at him dumbfounded, then nodded and agreed, "Okay, we'll do nothing. Just stay here obediently, and I'll take care of other things."

So the two reached a consensus, turned around and ran back to the house happily holding hands, intending to find something to eat, but found three people waiting for them in the living room on the first floor.Among them, the expression on Lancelot's face was dark and unclear, which made others feel a little scared when they saw it.

Yang Yuan shook off Molière's hand subconsciously, and stood there anxiously.But then he mustered up his courage, looked up at Lancelot, and said loudly to him: "Lance, I want to divorce you, and I want to be with Molière."

Hearing this, it was Isaac who reacted the most.

He felt that he had guessed it, this mentally incompetent, playful and fussy Van Rose really fell in love with Molière who could play with her but wanted to abandon Lancelot who had a deep affection for her.

Molière also walked up at this time, guarding Yang Yuan behind him, and said to Lancelot: "I also like Fan Luosi very much. We have already agreed that we will be together forever. Since she no longer likes You, you just let her stay with me."

Lancelot didn't care what Molière said at all, but looked deeply at Yang Yuan who was hiding behind Molière.This scene seemed very familiar. Before he lost his memory, Yang Yuan often appeared in front of him in this posture.At that time, he was really afraid of him, afraid that he would hurt him, afraid that he would want revenge and kill him.

It's just that the look in the eyes of the person in front of him is no longer that look, and the deep attachment in his eyes can't be hidden no matter what.How can such a person tell him that he likes someone else?

He walked forward, and under Molière's vigilant eyes, he instantly activated the domain to control him.Afterwards, he reached out and grabbed Yang Yuan's wrist, ignoring the other's struggle, and checked the curse in his body.

As he checked, he felt that his behavior was ridiculous.Even if he could feel Yang Yuan's feelings for him at this time, he still needed to confirm it through cursing.

After checking that the curse on Yang Yuan's body was still unbreakable, he was ironically relieved.

He smiled softly at Yang Yuan, then put him in his arms and led him upstairs.

But Yang Yuan kept struggling and refused to go up with him no matter what.

"Let go of me, I want to be with Molière! I don't want to be with you anymore!" While speaking, he struggled desperately, trying to break free from his shackles.

Lancelot turned his head and looked at him amusedly as he kept twisting his body, but the other hand was still tightly holding the Day and Night Box, refusing to let go no matter what.

So he said to him jokingly: "You can't like Molière."

"Why?" Yang Yuan held the Box of Day and Night tightly in front of his chest, and asked curiously while still trying to break free from Lancelot's arms.

Lancelot thought for a while and said to him, "Because he likes men."

Hearing this sentence, the other four people except Lancelot were stunned.

Seeing Lancelot slandering him with empty teeth, Molière blushed anxiously and tried to defend himself, but he couldn't even open his mouth.

But Lancelot didn't finish, he continued to add: "He likes tall and strong men." After speaking, he glanced at Isaac, "Like Isaac."

Isaac, who was named, took a few steps back subconsciously, then raised his hand and scratched his head under Molière's angry eyes, and smiled embarrassedly.

Yang Yuan also looked back and forth between Morian and Isaac curiously, but then he turned his head and asked Lancelot, "What about you? Do you like men?"

Lancelot still looked at him with a smile, and said to him, "I only like you."

"Then what if I become a man? Will you still like me?" Yang Yuan stood there uneasy, and stopped struggling. He fixed his eyes on Lancelot, unwilling to miss the slightest trace of his face. His expression changed.

Hearing this question, the smile in Lancelot's eyes became more obvious.

He looked down at Yang Yuan's green eyes, and couldn't help but want to indulge in them, "If you are a woman, I like women. If you are a man, I like men. No matter who you are or how you become , the only one I like is you."

Although he still can't accept Yang Yuan's female body, he thinks that if Yang Yuan has really forgotten how to turn back into a male, then after a while, he will probably be able to adapt.

Hearing Lancelot's words, Yang Yuan's expression gradually relaxed.He felt that Lancelot was telling the truth.Although he didn't know how the other party would behave when he found out that he was indeed a man, at least this sentence filled his heart with sweetness.

His eyes turned red slightly, looking at the profound facial features of the man in front of him, he couldn't help reaching out and gently touching his face, then took a deep breath, and said, "I, I still like Morrie sorrow."

Even though Lancelot knew that what he said was a lie, the expression on his face still couldn't help but sink.

He stretched out his hand to hug Yang Yuan, and walked upstairs regardless of his struggle.Since he didn't want to say why he did it anyway, he could only taste the punishment of lying.

This night, Yang Yuan was lying on the bed tiredly, feeling Lancelot's gentle kisses on his back.He said hoarsely, "The pressure on my chest hurts so much."

The author has something to say: I want to reorganize my thinking, so I will write more slowly recently, and the updates will be less, please forgive me

What?

It just so happens that my work will come to an end in a few days, and there will be a small long vacation, so I should still participate in the daily event next month

If I can take advantage of this long vacation to clear my mind

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