My Foolish Snake Husband Wouldn’t Stop Pestering Me

Hearing that Duan Chen was going to be discharged from the hospital, Assistant Zhang immediately bought two air tickets. The flight at 6 o'clock in the afternoon would arrive at City A at 9 o'clock.

After booking the air ticket, Assistant Zhang completed the discharge procedures and left with Duan Chen with the luggage in the hotel.

On the way, he looked at Duan Chen worriedly, not knowing what to say.

Until now, he couldn't believe that Duan Chen was poisoned with only a week left.

And the person who poisoned it was Yan Rui. The two were clearly in love before, and Duan Chen even went to the auction to bid on a pair of male rings.

Sensing that someone was looking at him, Duan Chen raised his eyes to meet Assistant Zhang's eyes.

"Don't look at me like that."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Duan." Assistant Zhang realized that his eyes were too abrupt, and quickly lowered his head.

Duan Chen closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair, his pale lips pursed slightly.

Unexpectedly, one day, he will also be looked at by others with pity for him.

After getting off the plane, Assistant Zhang wanted to send Duan Chen off, but Duan Chen sent him away.

There were a lot of taxis on the road, so Duan Chen called a taxi and headed back to the southern district.

When he got off the bus, Chen raised his hand and glanced at his watch. It was already ten o'clock, but the light upstairs was still on.

Duan Chen took out the key and opened the door, a light was on in the living room, a figure curled up on the sofa, covered with a thin blanket.

Duan Chen was stunned, and a scarlet flashed across his eyes.

What a perfect acting, not only used in work but also in life, in order to poison him, Duan Chen couldn't help applauding him.

He tugged at the corner of his mocking mouth, walked over silently, and stood beside the sofa, looking down at the man's sleeping face.

"Yan Rui.\"

Hearing someone calling him, Yan Rui, who was curled up on the sofa, moved and opened his eyes.

When he woke up, his eyes were covered with a layer of mist, watery, and looked innocent and harmless.

It was this innocent and harmless appearance that deceived him, but he still didn't want to hate him even now.

"Achen, are you back?"

Duan Chen nodded and lowered his voice: "Why did you fall asleep here?"

"I want to wait for your return."

As if his heart had been pricked by a needle, he squeezed the hands on both sides of his thighs.

"Didn't I tell you that I'll be back tomorrow? What if you catch a cold while sleeping here?"

"Are you coming back tomorrow?" Yan Rui tilted his head, then suddenly remembered that Duan Chen called him at noon today and told him that he was delayed until tomorrow.

Yan Rui smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I forgot, but you still came back today, didn't you?"

Duan Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.

Seeing Duan Chen back, Yan Rui was very happy and reached out to hold his hand, Duan Chen's hand was very cold.

"Your hands are so cold."

"It's a bit windy outside." Duan Chen let him lead.

Only then did Yan Rui notice that Duan Chen not only had a cold hand, but his face was also a little unpleasant.

He quickly pulled Duan Chen to sit on the sofa, and then put the thin blanket over him.

"I'm going to pour you a cup of hot water. By the way, did you have dinner at night?"

"Eat on the plane."

Yan Rui asked again, "Is your body feeling so pale because you are not feeling well?"

Duan Chen's eyes stretched out, but Yan Rui didn't notice it.

"Well, it hurts a bit." He looked at Yan Rui's face as he spoke, and as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yan Rui's expression panicked for a moment.

"I'll make you a bowl of soup, it should make you feel better."

"good."

Yan Rui walked into the kitchen, turned over the ingredients in the refrigerator and started making soup.

Only at this time did Yan Rui feel that he had something to do with Duan Chen, at least to make his body forget the pain.

Looking at the boiling soup, Yan Rui took out the porcelain bottle in his pocket and poured the white powder in the bottle into the soup and stirred it gently.

Duan Chen looked at Yan Rui in the phone, and felt as if his heart was pierced by thousands of needles.

Mingming had already guessed it, but when I saw it with my own eyes, I didn't expect it would still be so painful, like opening the scarred wound to reveal the **** rotten flesh inside.

Duan Chen put down his phone and waited for Yan Rui to bring the soup.

Yan Rui held the soup: "This soup is the same as the soup in the past few days. Didn't you say that you would feel better after drinking the soup? So I cooked a lot today, you drink more."

Yan Rui's smile was light and warm. After speaking, he handed Tang Tang in front of him and looked at him expectantly, while Duan Chen, who was sitting on the sofa, didn't say a word from beginning to end.

"Achen will be cold if he doesn't drink." Yan Rui just said this when he saw two flames ignited in Duan Chen's eyes, staring at him resentfully.

He frowned, not knowing where the resentment in Duan Chen's eyes came from.

Yan Rui was terrified and at a loss.

Duan Chen stretched out his hand and took the soup bowl from Yan Rui's hand. He didn't drink it immediately, but squeezed the spoon and stirred it slowly.

While stirring the soup base, the dark and unclear eyes were gloomy and cold, looking in, it was like being in an ice cellar.

"Do you want me to drink?"

Yan Rui looked at Duan Chen in confusion, the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger, almost swallowing his consciousness.

He twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly: "What's the matter with you, Achen?" He tried his best to suppress the trembling of his voice.

"I ask you, do you want me to drink it?!"

Yan Rui curled his fingers, seeing that his face was getting paler and paler, and nodded: "Hurry up and drink it, you won't feel uncomfortable after drinking it."

"It won't be uncomfortable." Duan Chen muttered to himself, and finally gave a sneer, clenched the side of the bowl, and without any hesitation, raised his neck slightly and drank the soup.

Yan Rui saw his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and his expression relaxed slightly.

Such a subtle expression did not escape Duan Chen's eyes.

"Patta." The empty bowl was placed on the coffee table.

Yan Rui took the bowl and was about to turn to leave, when Duan Chen grabbed his wrist.

"Any more soup?"

"Do you still want a drink?"

"No, I mean, why don't you drink?"

Yan Rui's expression stiffened, and her heart was pounding, as if she was about to tear open her chest and jump out of it.

"I don't drink it, I'll keep it for you."

"Why don't you keep it for me if you don't drink it? Or is there something in here that you can't drink?" Duan Chen pulled Yan Rui onto the sofa with all his strength, took the empty bowl in his hand and threw it on the ground. on the ground.

With a few clicks, the porcelain bowl fell to pieces on the ground.

His sudden action caught Yan Rui by surprise.

Duan Chen, who had lost his gentle face, was like a demon, smiling coldly: "Yan Rui, tell me, what did you add to the soup you carefully prepared for me these days?"

He grabbed Yan Rui's shoulder and tried harder.

The smile on Yan Rui's face suddenly disappeared, and those bright eyes lost all their brilliance in an instant, and they were as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, and their eyes lowered to the ground.

On the broken bowl, Duan Chen knew all about it.

"Yan Rui, you answer me." Duan Chen waited for his answer, he should be angry, but his tone was unusually cold.

"How much do you hate me? You will sign the divorce agreement as soon as I leave. If I hadn't watched the surveillance video, I'm afraid I would have been kept in the dark by you until I died."

"Yan Rui, in your eyes, is my Duan Chen just a fool? If you want to love, you can throw it away if you want to? Do you even hesitate to poison me to make me die? What am I sorry for? Harm me? You tell me!"

Yan Rui covered his stomach with one hand and grabbed Duan Chen's arm tightly with the other. He didn't say anything, only his drooping eyelashes trembled. He wanted to explain, but after thinking about it, he felt that there was no need to explain.

We didn't have much time, did we? Rather than that.

The surroundings were so quiet that only Duan Chen's angry breathing could be heard.

"you"

Yan Rui opened his mouth and Duan Chen sealed his lips.

The man's kiss swept in like a storm, blocking all his words.

Duan Chen's intentions couldn't be more obvious, but he didn't allow himself to do anything with him.

He just had his scales removed secretly today, and the wound on his thigh is still obvious. Duan Chen can see it as long as he takes off his pants.

"do not want"

These two words were like adding fuel to the fire, Duan Chen's kiss became more and more hurried and biting, and he had tasted the blood in his mouth.

Yan Rui was instantly dizzy and breathless.

He couldn't refuse Duan Chen's kiss, even if it was terrifying enough to devour him.

It was so painful, but he couldn't help but cater to him.

When Yan Rui was a little confused, Chen suddenly let go of him.

He opened his eyes and slammed into Duan Chen's icy pupils, watching his lips open and close.

"Yan Rui, you really make me sick."

Yan Rui's mind buzzed sharply, unable to think about anything.

The **** just now seemed to be just an illusion, and Duan Chen's face was full of cold irony.

At this moment, Yan Rui suddenly felt that he had been cut open and Duan Chen stared at him nakedly, like a thorn in his back.

"Since you already know, let me go."

Duan Chen gritted his teeth, the blue veins on his forehead and neck protruded and jumped.

"You poisoned me, and you want me to let you go?"

"Otherwise." Yan Rui grabbed Duan Chen's shoulder and pushed him away, and said silently, "Are you willing to kill me and want me to die? Duan Chen, you know my identity better than anyone else. I was able to do it all by myself. Even if you blow up that base, you can leave you safe and sound."

Duan Chen's eyes were already scarlet: "Yan Rui, I really want to tear open your heart and see what the heart in you is made of!"

Yan Rui knew very well that Duan Chen was extremely angry at this time, and he knew his temper better than anyone else.

In the past, Duan Chen would vent his temper on him, but now Duan Chen would try his best to suppress himself.

Who says time can't change a person?

In the midst of betrayal and deception, Duan Chen still loves Yan Rui, and even wanted to hear an explanation from him, but he didn't expect Yan Rui to say such ruthless words.

Yan Rui stood up, looked at Duan Chen lightly, and replied calmly: "You can't be more cruel than you, I remember everything you did back then, I remember you asked me to draw blood and scales for Zhou Ran, remember I almost died on the operating table, and the kid who died before I knew it."