My Foolish Snake Husband Wouldn’t Stop Pestering Me

At the beginning, Duan Chen loved Zhou Ran so much that he almost lost his life when he exchanged blood for Zhou Ran, but now, Duan Chen said he didn't love him if he didn't.

He didn't know how Duan Chen could fall in love with someone.

How long can he be good to himself now?

Even a dead-end love can't be achieved in a lifetime, let alone a whim.

Yan Rui looked up at the rearview mirror, those black and white eyes looked at Duan Chen's eyes, as if to look deeply, and the hand on his knee moved unconsciously.

"Aren't you really going to love only one person in your life?"

Duan Chen narrowed his eyes, as if he had remembered something, so he changed his mouth and smiled softly: "Maybe, for you..." He paused, "I might try it once."

Yan Rui's pupils dilated slightly, perhaps because he was drunk. At this moment, there was so much noise in his ears that he couldn't hear anything clearly.

He hurriedly asked again, "Can you say it again?"

Duan Chen coughed dryly and lowered his head: "Don't say anything, I'll just say good things once."

The tip of his right ear that was exposed in the rearview mirror quietly turned red.

Yan Rui was stunned for a while, and after arriving at the villa in the southern district, Duan Chen took him out of the car.

Yan Rui was stunned at first, the bag in his hand fell to the ground with a slam, Yan Rui reached out and wanted to take it: "My cake."

Duan Chen clasped his waist tightly. Compared with his tall body, Yan Rui looked too petite, so that Duan Chen could easily imprison him in his arms, his arms and Xiong's chest were like copper walls and iron walls, let him do whatever he wanted. Flutter and struggle can't shake half a point.

"You like to eat cake, I can let you buy it every day."

"No, this cake was specially reserved for you." The alcohol made Yan Rui's face flush, but when Duan Chen's eyes fell, he felt shy.

Duan Chen looked at the bag that fell on the ground, hugged Yan Rui and bent over to pick it up.

If Assistant Zhang saw this move, he would definitely be shocked.

Duan Chen has a slight obsession with cleanliness, and he wouldn't want the food that fell on the ground even if it was separated by a layer of bags.

"Then let's eat together later."

Yan Rui looked at his face close at hand: "Achen, put me down, I can go."

Duan Chen's fingers were still hooked on the rope of the cake packaging bag, and he imprisoned Yan Rui's body with both hands, and he didn't want to let go of him at all.

Duan Chen carried Yan Rui directly into the villa and returned to the bedroom.

The master bedroom has recently been refurbished, with a generally plain gray, light gray mattress and curtains, dark gray carpet, and a single sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The overall style is a very modern cool color, with a low-key luxury in simplicity.

Yan Rui was half thrown in the middle of the big bed by him, followed by the man's body.

A piece in the middle of the bed sags like that.

He was lying under him, and all he could see was Duan Chen's face, handsome, restrained, and sexy.

Yan Rui didn't dare to look directly at his face anymore, turned his head to the left, and put both hands in front of Xiong to try to push Duan Chen away.

"You haven't eaten yet."

"Eat the cake." Duan Chen put the cake in his hand on the bed.

"Then you go to eat, press?... What are you pressing me for??..." Yan Rui's voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end there was only silent muttering.

"I'll eat it later." Duan Chen looked at his delicate little face, his crimson lips opened and closed, only to feel that his mouth was extremely dry.

Yan Rui actually wanted to say that if he didn't eat, he would suffer from stomach problems.

But he didn't have a chance to ask this sentence anymore, because the man on his body suddenly bowed his head and stuck his whole body over, slamming him hard.

Duan Chen's Wen skills really don't have any skills, he only follows his inner impulse and the innate instinct of a man, and he can't wait to swallow and peel off life.

The dense Wen fell along his lips to his cheeks, stretched behind his ears, mixed with Duan Chen's warm breath, Sao touched his skin and every nerve under his skin.

Hands involuntarily slid into his clothes and touched his shivering Nen flesh.

Yan Rui was out of breath by this messy kiss. Duan Chen suddenly stopped moving.

Yan Rui froze for a moment, then opened his eyes after hearing a rustling sound, and looked at Duan Chen.

Yan Rui never dared to look into his eyes for too long. Every time he met a man's dark and deep eyes, and indifferently unable to guess any emotion, he had the illusion of being seen through by stripping his clothes on the spot.

Duan Chen was unpacking the cake, and the matcha cake exuded the aroma of Yaou people.

Duan Chen doesn't like the sweet and greasy taste of cakes, and he hardly touches it on weekdays, but today he suddenly wanted to eat it, but he wanted to eat it in a different way.

Yan Rui only had the power to slaughter in his hands, and he took off Yan Rui's clothes easily.

"Achen." Yan Rui's voice trembled.

Duan Chen's handsome face was just above him, his dark eyes seemed to be burning with dark flames, staring at him like a beast staring at its prey.

Duan Chen's thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "Yan Rui." He called his name, and uttered a word hoarsely and smoothly, "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt you."

Duan Chen rubbed the matcha-stained cream on his body, the cold touch, Yan Rui looked at him in disbelief, and his head exploded with a bang.

Before he could refuse, Duan Chen squeezed his lower jaw with his hand, lowered his head and leaned forward to pry open his lips and teeth, and sighed deeply.

Duan Chen wiped the cake on Yan Rui's body, and then had a good time.

Yan Rui woke up faintly at noon, his face was facing the window, the curtains were drawn so tightly that he could not see the outside at all.

He didn't recover for nearly half a minute, and it took him a while to realize where he was and what happened.

- The result of Ye Lu's absurdity is that the whole body hurts, especially the waist, and it feels like it has been dismantled and reorganized.

Yan Rui slowly turned around, looked at the ceiling, sat up after a while, reached out and took a look at the phone.

At 11:53, Yan Rui hurriedly put down the phone, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

There was no other discomfort on his body other than pain. This refreshing feeling was obviously washed by Duan Chen when he fell asleep last night.

Yan Rui changed her clothes, stepped barefoot on the soft carpet, and opened the gray curtains.

The windows were bright and clear, the pale golden sunlight poured in, and the water in the swimming pool was reflected sparkling.

Yan Rui found his shoes and put them on, and stumbled downstairs.

At the corner of the stairs, he saw Duan Chen sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Hearing the voice, Duan Chen raised his head, his eyes were as deep, indifferent and quiet as ever.

The moment his eyes met, his fingers hanging on the side of his thighs curled slightly.

"Wake up? Are you hungry?"

Duan Chen just asked, but Yan Rui's stomach responded instead of his mouth.

Fortunately, Duan Chen couldn't hear it from far away, otherwise his face would be so red that he couldn't see anyone.

"hungry."

"Then come down and eat, Mrs. Zhang has already prepared the rice cake."

Yan Rui went downstairs and found that there were a few more people in the family besides Duan Chen.

The house that I thought was empty and deserted was more popular.

The servant brought the rice to the table, five dishes and one soup, both meat and vegetables, very rich, and two people couldn't finish it.

"Sister Zhang cooked porridge in the morning, do you want to drink some?"

Yan Rui looked at him, and then at the large bowl of rice placed in front of him on the table.

After drinking porridge, he would definitely not be able to finish his meal. Yan Rui couldn't waste it, but he didn't have much appetite when he saw the rice.

He was still struggling, one hand pushed the white rice in front of him away, and the man said in a low voice to the servant beside him, "Come here with a bowl of porridge."

After Duan Chen gave the order, he said to him again, "Your throat is a little hoarse, so drinking porridge should make you feel more comfortable."

Yan Rui: ""

Yan Rui's throat was really uncomfortable. First, he drank alcohol last night, and second, he was pressed and tossed by Duan Chen for most of the night, and his throat became hoarse.

The servant gave Yan Rui a bowl of porridge, and Yan Rui took it and said thank you obediently.

Yan Rui had no appetite, so he was full after drinking a bowl of porridge and ordering some vegetables.

Duan Chen, who was sitting opposite him elegantly drinking soup, raised his eyebrows when he saw him put down the tableware and chopsticks: "Don't eat?"

"I'm full."

"Eat this little and you'll be full, it's really good to feed."

Yan Rui looked at Duan Chen's drooping eyes. Duan Chen's eyes were particularly good-looking. His eyelashes were dark and long, with his own eyeliner. When he lowered his eyes, the eyelashes looked like

- row of small fans

"Don't you have to go to work today?" Yan Rui asked.

Duan Chen put down the soup bowl, wiped his mouth, and then said, "I won't go, I'll accompany you at home."

Without waiting for Yan Rui to speak, Duan Chen's lips twitched into a vague arc, and he said lightly, "Isn't today the premiere of the TV series you starred in? I'll watch it with you at home."

Yan Rui felt warm in his heart. He suddenly remembered his original intention when he entered the entertainment industry.

That is to make money.

He listened to Duan Lin's words, Duan Chen is busy with work all day because he likes money.

So he wanted to earn more money, give the money to Duan Chen, and exchange it for him to accompany him one day to make him happy.

In the afternoon, the two took a walk outside. After returning, Duan Chen was busy with work, and Yan Rui went to Weibo. The two were in the same room, each was busy, and neither disturbed the other.

After a night of fermentation on Weibo, the debate has not weakened, but it has become more and more ridiculed.

As always, this time it was one-sided.

At six o'clock in the evening, the servant made dinner early. Yan Rui and Duan Chen finished their meal, turned on the TV, and sat quietly on the sofa waiting for the premiere.

Yan Rui was a little apprehensive. After all, this was his first time acting. The first movie was shot very carefully, so he naturally hoped for good results.

In half an hour, he looked online and found that there were warm-hearted fans below Tianzun.

"'Tian Zun' is about to be broadcast. I have moved the small bench and waited for my husband to appear."

"I'm beautiful in prosperous times, masculine, and immortal in ancient costume. I can't hold my saliva anymore."

"Why hasn't it started yet? I've already swiped through the official announcement a thousand times. Yan Rui is so handsome."

Yan Rui smiled knowingly.

Although he has just debuted not long ago, he has experienced the anti-killing of the whole network in the past few months, and he has gained a lot of loyal fans.

Although the current popularity of "Tianzun" is not as popular as "First Immortal", with this group of lovely fans accompanying him, he feels that everything is worth it. At seven o'clock, "Tianzun" starts broadcasting.

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