My Foolish Snake Husband Wouldn’t Stop Pestering Me

For a moment, Yan Rui felt as if hundreds of dense holes had been poked with a needle in his heart, and he trembled in pain.

Duan Chen's thin lips parted lightly: "You know, only obedient people stay by my side."

"I, I know, I will move out, I will move when I go back." The thin shoulders looked a bit fragile, the shoulders were slumped heavily, Yan Rui's eyes were red, and there was a bottomless panic.

He knew that only the identity of "fiancee" could stay by Duan Chen's side, so he could not cancel the engagement.

Duan Chen looked at his cowardly and incompetent appearance, and dared to pester him like this.

Duan Chen is tired of Yan Rui, has been in the top position for a long time, and is used to controlling everything in his hands, but Yan Rui suddenly broke into his life and was rash, giving him the illusion of being out of control.

The elevator came up soon. Yan Rui glanced at Duan Chen reluctantly. He hadn't seen Achen for a long time, and he didn't know when he would see him after leaving this time.

He knew that Duan Chen hated him, but he just liked him. Even if he was bullied and cried and hurt, he still liked him.

His liking does not require a response, as long as he can stay where he is and can see him from a distance.

Breathing heavy again, Yan Rui couldn't hold it back this time, woke up and entered the elevator.

Eyelashes trembled at Duan Chen, his eyes were so clean and obsessed.

It's that look again! Duan Chen's eyes were cold, and the peach blossom eyes that were slightly raised were filled with yin.

Yan Rui's eyes seemed to be looking at him, but also looking at other people through him. Duan Chen wondered who Yan Rui recognized him many times.

"Achen, I'm going back." Yan Rui actually wanted to say that he was going home, but what Duan Chen said in the ward just now was deeply imprinted in his mind, constantly reminding him that it was not his home.

I thought that if I found Duan Chen, I would find a home, but no, he was still the homeless little beast hiding in the trash can.

Duan Chen watched him go in, and suddenly asked, "Yan Rui, what do you like about me?"

His voice was calm as if he was asking how the weather was outside, without a trace of ups and downs.

The elevator door closed very fast. When Duan Chen asked this question, the door was already closed.

There was silence all around except for the sound of the elevator running.

There was only Yan Rui in the empty elevator. He was used to standing in the corner, leaning forward and looking down at his toes.

Duan Chen's last question echoed in his ears.

What do you like about him? Yan Rui didn't know either.

Perhaps, he was born to love him.

Duan Chen looked at the tight door, Yan Rui liked him, it was something he couldn't figure out.

There are many suitors around him, both men and women, but someone like Yan Rui is the first.

The first time I met him was on a blind date arranged by my grandmother. Yan Rui sat across from him with clear eyes like a child.

He unreservedly confessed his identity and told him that he is a snake demon who has cultivated into an adult and will never become a snake again. His blood and scales can save people and are the medicine for prolonging life.

Afraid that he would not believe it, he even took him to the bathroom, revealing two fangs and snake scales on his legs, not at all worried that he was afraid and told him that he liked him without saying anything.

Yan Rui likes him, is it his face or his identity?

He showed his worst side in front of his eyes, sneered and sneered, and sometimes beat him and bullied him to tears.

But Yan Rui never said that he wanted to leave him, and even obediently saved Zhou Ran.

A natural scumbag.

Duan Chen returned to the ward. Zhou Ran smiled when he saw him coming back, and hugged his arm: "Why did you come back so soon? Has Yan Rui left?"

"I took him to the elevator." Duan Chen put his hand on his shoulder, pushed him away slightly, and took out his phone from his pocket to see.

Seeing that he was neither happy nor angry, Zhou Ran knew that he was not in a good mood at the moment, so he stretched out his hand to cover his phone, "Achen, look at me."

Duan Chen looked down at him, his eyes were deep and invincible, which made people look a little horrified.

Zhou Ran is not afraid, he has been by his side for ten years, and he has already figured out this man.

Knowing his mood and anger, he also knows how to coax him and make him feel sorry for himself.

Zhou Ran touched Duan Chen's cold and white fingers, and his hands were naturally good-looking, with distinct joints, slender phalanges, and neatly trimmed nails.

"Are you blaming me for being meddlesome and asking you to send Yan Rui?"

"Don't think too much, you know I'll never blame you." Duan Chen said seriously.

"Don't you want me to watch the snow with you? Are you still watching?"

Seeing that Duan Chen could still remember what he said casually, Zhou Ran was overjoyed: "Let's see."

Duan Chen stopped him and carried him to the chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, covering him tightly with a blanket.

The snow is a lot lighter now, the street lights outside are dim, the heavy snow has paved the road, and the ginkgo trees on the roadside are dragged out by the light to cast long shadows.

This kind of snow scene is not beautiful, but it is for the atmosphere.

"At this point, can Yan Rui get on the bus?"

"What do you care about him?"

"Isn't it pitiful for him? Look at the snow on the side of the road so deep and the weather so cold. He has just finished drawing blood. If there is a contingency..." Zhou Ran glanced tentatively at Duan Duan. Chen.

"Don't worry, I can't die." How could something happen to a beast who has lived for ten thousand years.

Even if he died, Yan Rui was still alive and well.

"Even if his life is not in danger, what if he catches a cold? Achen, are you really not worried that he doesn't care about him?"

As always gentle, kind and righteous, this is Zhou Ran, the Zhou Ran that Duan Chen likes.

Duan Chen touched his face, rubbed his fingertips between his eyebrows and eyes, and his eyes were dark and slow: "You might as well worry about yourself, hurry up and take care of yourself and move to my place to live with me."

…

When Yan Rui came out of the hospital, he stepped on the snow and fell, and he fell back in the snow, his hair and face all splashed with snow.

Yan Rui shivered and shook his head, shaking the snow off his body. The feeling of falling into the snow was unpleasant. Not only was the flesh freezing cold, but even the bones inside were tingling.

Yan Rui felt cold and sleepy. The icy cold air was inhaled into the nose and passed into the lungs. A tingling pain in the chest, as if being torn by a pair of hands, pained for a moment with every breath.

Yan Rui stood up weakly, raised his left foot, and staggered forward while pulling his unconscious right leg.

Gu Ying slowly disappeared into the night, remembering that Duan Chen said he would accompany Zhou Ran to watch the snow scene, Yan Rui looked back at the hospital behind him.

When I saw the two blurred figures in the floor-to-ceiling windows in the ward on the third floor, my eyes suddenly blurred, and warm tears flowed out uncontrollably and smashed into the snow, forming ice slag.

He accompanies Zhou Ran to watch the snow scene, and the gap between him and the cold wind and cold snow is so big.

…

It was already six o'clock in the morning when I got home. Yan Rui's face was so white that it was translucent, and his lips were frozen blue and had no color at all.

There was no heating in the villa, and it was deadly cold in the empty house.

Yan Rui went into the washroom and poured hot water into the bathtub. The person who was still holding on half a moment ago fell into the bathtub like a dead person at this moment. The hot water spread and people were silent.

The body was floating in the water, and the clothes were soaked in the water and draped over him heavily. Yan Rui had no time to care. After feeling the warmth, he finally stopped being tired and closed his eyes with peace of mind.

From six o'clock to seven o'clock, Yan Rui didn't open his eyes until the flesh was swollen.

Sitting in the water, he began to take off his heavy clothes. Just after taking off, he heard a hurried knock on the door outside, and the solid wood door was smashed.

"Little beast, open the door for me!"