My Foolish Snake Husband Wouldn’t Stop Pestering Me

Zhou Ran was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat, and the feeling of suffocation that felt flustered seemed to turn into a pair of hands grabbing his throat.

Zhou Ran almost gritted his teeth before he suppressed the fear.

He struggled to get rid of Yan Rui, but Yan Rui grabbed it too hard, and the strength in his hands was getting tighter and tighter, causing his ankles to hurt.

His strength can't compare to the injured Yan Rui? This kind of cognition made Zhou Ran's face turn pale, and he felt dread in his heart.

But this kind of fear was soon overshadowed by hatred.

Since he doesn't let go, don't blame him.

Zhou Ran moved his body and moved in the direction of the bedside table. When his eyes flashed fiercely, he lifted the lamp with all his might and smashed it towards Yan Rui on the ground.

"Crackling-"

Yan Rui let go subconsciously and ducked his head to the side.

The crystal table lamp fell to the floor in an instant, shattering into countless pieces.

The crystal shards smashed Yan Rui all over his body, and his face and hands were scratched by shards.

Yan Rui covered his chest and spat out another mouthful of blood.

With a smile on Zhou Ran's face, "Deserved!"

"Go away!" Yan Rui's voice was hoarse, as if the flesh and blood of the vocal cords were torn out of his lips.

The whole room was filled with the smell of blood, Zhou Ran frowned, and wanted to give Yan Rui a few more kicks, but when he remembered the scene just now, he was a thief.

After Zhou Ran gave a cold snort, he clenched his fists, turned and walked out of the room, took the key and locked the door.

"You die in it!"

At this time, Zhou Ran completely forgot that he still needed Yan Rui's blood to cure his illness.

Full of jealousy and hatred, it has already wiped out human nature.

The door was closed again, this time it was completely closed, and no one would come in again.

The coldness at the wound touched the nerves, the bright red liquid spread slowly, the cold feeling began to heat up, and then it was a heart-piercing pain.

Yan Rui lay on the ground full of glass shards, watching the blood from the wound drip down drop by drop, a feeling of powerlessness soaked through his body.

Slowly, he could no longer feel the pain, only felt cold and numb all over his body.

Yan Rui raised his hand and tried to grab the quilt to cover his body, but he couldn't.

Duan Chen......

Duan Chen, how are you coming back, I'm so cold... It hurts, I'm bleeding a lot...

Achen......

He used a cultivation base to come to this world from ten thousand years ago, going around just to find this person.

I love it too much, and I put myself in it. The funny thing is that Duan Chen doesn't want him and doesn't even recognize him.

The eyelids finally drooped down tiredly.

......

Duan's old house.

Uncle He told the old lady exactly what Duan Chen said on the phone.

When I heard the sentence "The eldest young master has injured the young master Yan, I can't get up now.". The old lady Duan's face was hard to see on the spot.

"Bullshit!"

Uncle He hurriedly took a cup of tea and brought it to the old lady.

"Old lady, be careful, don't get angry."

"I think he just wanted to be angry with me on purpose. He put all his anger on Yan Rui, didn't he just show it to me?"

Uncle He lowered his head and said nothing.

The old lady continued to scold: "If his father is still here, he can break his dog's legs!"

"Old lady, in fact, from another point of view, this is a good thing." Uncle He said leisurely after a moment of silence, "When the eldest young master touched the young master Yan, it means that he doesn't hate him, and now the two of them are husband and wife. , husband and wife quarrel at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, one day the eldest young master will know how good he is and will distinguish between good and bad."

"Old He, what you think is too simple." The old lady snorted coldly.

Yan Rui's physique is different from that of ordinary people, it can make him unable to move his body, and it is conceivable how much he is injured.

As a scumbag, his emotions and his body are separated, and he will not be responsible for him just because he touches Yan Rui.

To him, it's just novel torture, both hurting and pleasing to himself.

Therefore, she would rather Duan Chen not touch Yan Rui!

The old lady's face turned pale.

"Where's the second young master?"

"Playing games in the game room." Uncle He replied.

This is also unsatisfactory. When she thinks of the virtues of the two grandsons, the old lady has a headache with anger.

She pressed her temple with one hand and waved with the other: "Go upstairs and call the second young master down."

Uncle He wondered, isn't this talking about the eldest young master? How did you get involved with the second young master?

Uncle He didn't ask any further, bowed his head and replied "yes" and turned to go upstairs.

Duan Lin was playing games absent-mindedly, his left eyelid kept twitching, he lost 30 games in a row and never won a game, so angry that he wanted to smash the handle in his hand.

When he was so angry that his mouth was fragrant, there was an inappropriate knock on the door. Duan Lin dropped the handle and got up to open the door.

After seeing that it was Uncle He, the ugly face turned a little bit brighter.

In his eyes, Uncle He is just like his grandmother. Those who watched him grow up are all elders.

Although Duan Lin is a bastard, he has always been very sensible towards his elders.

Uncle He looked at him kindly. Compared with the noble and excellent Duan Chen, he preferred Duan Lin who caused a mess when nothing happened.

"Second Young Master, the old lady asked me to call you down."

"What's the matter with my grandma?" Duan Lin took his coat and followed Uncle He downstairs while wearing it.

Seeing the old lady sitting on the sofa propping her forehead, she knew that she must be thinking about something and having a headache again.

"Old lady, the second young master is here." Uncle He reminded her.

Old Madam Duan stopped what she was doing and looked up at Duan Lin, "Come here and sit."

Duan Lin touched his head, feeling that the atmosphere was not quite right.

Grandma seems a little angry?

He smiled: "I won't sit, grandma, I'll press your head for you."

Not allowing the old lady to refuse, Duan Lin deftly bypassed the old lady's right hand and raised his hand to gently massage her head.

The old lady patted the back of his hand: "don't press it yet, I have something for you to do."

Duan Lin didn't stop: "Grandma, tell me, I'm listening."

"Your brother will come over later, you go to his place to see your sister-in-law."

Duan Lin stopped abruptly: "Yan Rui, he went back?"

He knew that there was a black-hearted and white lotus flower in his brother's house, and Yan Rui would not be bullied to death if he lived there?

"Well, your sister-in-law is injured. You go to see his condition. If it is serious, take him to the hospital."

"He is injured, why don't you ask my brother to ask me?" He didn't forget what his brother said last night, and he was not qualified to ask Yan Rui about it.

It's just... thinking that Yan Rui was injured, his heart was still tight, and this inexplicable emotion made him uncomfortable.

I can't wait to run to the villa in the southern district to check the situation.

Old Madam Duan turned her back to Duan Lin, unable to see his face.

"Your brother hurt someone, how can you expect him to be good to others? He may have hoped that Yan Rui would die early, so that Zhou Ran would be able to come in."