My Foolish Snake Husband Wouldn’t Stop Pestering Me

Zhou Ran regained his senses, and with a casual glance, he saw Yan Rui's bitten mouth.

His breath trembled, his heart was angry, but he was calm on the surface, pretending not to see Duan Chen and smiling: "Achen, you brought Yan Rui back?"

Duan Chen was in a bad mood, so he said "um" and carried Yan Rui into the bedroom on the second floor.

Zhou Ran followed behind him with a gloomy face, and watched with his own eyes that he took Yan Rui, a little bitch, to the master bedroom, which he had never even entered.

Duan Chen casually threw Yan Rui on the carpet, acting violently without any pity.

Yan Rui just lay at the foot of the bed, curled up like a cat.

Yan Rui was in a cold sweat, feeling that he was in deep water, his forehead was hot again, his throat seemed to have been splashed with sulfuric acid, and the fire was burning with pain.

He half opened his eyes, but he couldn't see anything.

With the familiar aura, he could sense that he had returned to the bedroom of the villa in the South District, where he had lived.

Duan Chen actually felt that something was wrong with Yan Rui, but what did this have to do with him.

As long as people don't die, it's fine, not to mention, he won't die, it will hurt for a while at most.

Outside the house, Zhou Ran stood at the door, staring at Yan Rui. He was wrapped in sheets and couldn't see anything, but he could imagine what was inside.

He is miserable, he should be happy, but he just can't be happy.

Zhou Ran raised his head to look at Duan Chen's back, obviously he could use other means, why did he want to touch Yan Rui?

"Achen, is Yan Rui sick? Do you want to find a doctor for him?"

"No, I can't die." After speaking, Duan Chen frowned and turned towards Zhou Ran.

Maybe it was because he touched Yan Rui, or maybe it was because his grandmother wanted to bring Yan Rui back, or maybe there was something Uncle He said to Zhou Ran.

At this moment, Duan Chen looked at Zhou Ran with guilt in his eyes.

"Of course, I'm going to wrong you temporarily."

Zhou Ran smiled weakly: "Achen, I'm fine, it's a good thing that you brought Yan Rui back, didn't I tell you the day before yesterday? I can get along with him, not to mention... ."

Zhou Ran lowered his head and looked lonely: "He's still your fiancee."

Zhou Ran was a head shorter than Duan Chen. At this moment, he lowered his head so that one could not see his expression, only his drooping eyelashes were trembling.

Duan Chen put him in his arms and touched the back of his head: "Of course, I'm sorry."

Zhou Ran raised his head from his arms, his face was already full of tears: "Achen, you don't need to say sorry to me, as long as you love me and remember the oath you made last night, I will always wait for you."

"I'll remember it." Duan Chen held his face and wiped the tears from his face with a light hand, "Oh, don't cry, your eyes are red, I'm going back to the old house to see grandma , you have a good rest at home, as for Yan Rui, leave him alone."

Zhou Ran blinked his dry eyes, "Then, what if he wants to go out after waking up?"

It's not impossible, after all, Yan Rui spent the night fooling around outside.

Duan Chen took out a key from the drawer, locked the door, twisted the key twice, but couldn't open it from the inside.

Yan Rui listened to the conversation between the two, and her heart was bleeding, as if a knife had been stabbed into her heart, and she couldn't pull it out, she couldn't breathe in pain.

The lower/body hurts again, and even the stomach cramps for a while, and the large beads of sweat flow down from the head.

Feeling that Duan Chen walked out of the bedroom, Yan Rui stretched out his hand, trying to keep him, but the pain was so painful that he couldn't even groan.

The door closed with a bang, blocking his vision.

Yan Rui curled up on the carpet alone, tears streaming down from the pain, he crawled to the ground, and with a slight movement, his chest felt a throbbing pain, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth uncontrollably. The carpet under his face reddened.

Outside the room, Duan Chen locked the door and handed the key to Zhou Ran.

"That way he won't come out, and the key is for you."

Zhou Ran took it, "Okay, I'll take a good look at him, go to grandma, don't let her old man wait."

Zhou Ran said so, but thought resentfully in his heart: This dead old woman has lived to be over 90, why is she still not dead?

After Duan Chen drove away, Zhou Ran clenched the key in his hand.

......................

Yan Rui was in a daze when she heard the sound of the door being unlocked. Yan Rui blinked desperately, struggling not to let herself fall asleep, but saw Zhou Ran pushed the door into the bedroom and walked towards him step by step.

Zhou Ran raised his toes and raised his face against Yan Rui's chin, the sneer on his face deepened, his eyes were so cruel and full of hatred.

Looking at Yan Rui's blood-stained half of his face, he moved his lips, and his voice was soft, but filled with endless jealousy: "Yan Rui, why did you leave and come back?"

"Don't you rely on that dead old woman's maintenance? I want to see how long she can live, and you can last a few years."

"Ok......."

Yan Rui wanted to speak, but he didn't have the strength to say a word, except for a painful groan.

With ridicule in Zhou Ran's eyes, he bent down and tore off the sheet on him.

The target was his blood-stained legs, blood-stained between the legs, and the skin exposed from the open collar on his upper body was a trace of tyranny.

Zhou Ran pulled the sheet away and threw it away: "What kind of quilt are you covering? You can't die anyway."

Seeing that Yan Rui was shivering from the cold, Zhou Ran didn't feel relieved, so he raised his foot and kicked his stomach twice, crushed on his soft stomach and stomped down hard.

"Ah..." Yan Rui opened his mouth with a mouthful of blood and let out a groan, and suddenly widened his pupils to look at the hideous Zhou Ran.

This is the first time he has seen Zhou Ran like this. This is the real him, a man with a ruthless mind, but he still draws blood and scales for such a person.

With the strength of Zhou Ran's feet, his lower abdomen twitched and hurt again, and the cold sweat seemed to be endless, one by one falling out, soaking his temples and dizzying his clothes.

Yan Rui raised his hand and grabbed Zhou Ran's ankle. He wanted to struggle, but he didn't even have the strength, so he could only bite his broken lower lip and looked at Zhou Ran with scarlet eyes.

Zhou Ran twitched his feet, but did not pull out, he glared at Yan Rui angrily: "Let go!"

Yan Rui's whole body was a little stiff from the pain, but he just didn't want to let go of the hand holding Zhou Ran's leg.

"I'll let you go, beast, don't you understand human speech? Still want to get kicked?"

Zhou Ran said, and wanted to step on it again, but the next moment, when Yan Rui's scarlet pupils stared at him, he was so frightened that he suddenly stopped moving.

Obviously he couldn't even stand up, but why did he perceive a trace of danger.

It was as if there was not a person lying on the ground, but a beast that was about to pounce at any time and bite.

What a hell.