Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

Yan Wenmo woke up in Jiang Wenbai's arms the next day. Therefore, when she opened her eyes and saw the face so close to her, she was so scared that she ran three meters away in an instant.

She looked at her clothes in panic, and when she realized that nothing had changed, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, nothing else happened. Fortunately, fortunately, I didn’t end up being picked up by someone.

Thinking of this, she looked at Jiang Wenbai with a bad expression and couldn't help but kick him.

Jiang Wenbai was sleeping soundly when he was kicked by someone. He was so scared that he jumped up, then looked around with a vigilant expression, and drew out the Fen Yang Sword without hesitation, as if he was ready to fight if there was any disagreement.

After finding that there was no one else in the tent, Jiang Wenbai sheathed his sword unhappily and complained to Yan Wenmo:

"It's inexplicable. What are you crazy about?!"

Yan Wenmo glared at him fiercely and asked:

"It was fine a few days ago, I was forced to do that, but why did you get into my bed again last night?!"

"So what?!"

Jiang Wenbai was obviously annoyed. He looked at Yan Wenmo with displeasure and said confidently:

"You are my fiancée, I am your fiancée, we are together, it is reasonable and legal, who dares to say anything?!"

Yan Wenmo stared at the other person in amazement. After a long while, he said in disbelief:

"I really didn't expect you to be so shameless?!"

Seeing that she actually called him shameless, Jiang Wenbai couldn't help but glared at her and said angrily:

"Where is shameless?! Where is shameless?! Just tell me, was it your fourth uncle who came to your house and proposed to you?! Since you are an engaged couple, don't just say that I hugged you, it was me..."

At this point, his face slightly turned red, and then he looked at Yan Wenmo with a little shame and anger, and said arrogantly:

"Even if we have had physical contact, it is only natural. You are mine. If I touch my wife, whoever dares to say anything, I will tear him apart! "

Yan Wenmo looked at him unhappily and scolded:

"You are being unreasonable"

Jiang Wenbai snorted coldly, rolled his eyes, and said sarcastically:

"What are you pretending to be?! You can't even let your own fiancé touch you, and you didn't even say a word when you hugged the Demon Lord. People who know you would say you know the difference between men and women, but people who don't would think you're keeping your virginity for someone!!"

Seeing his sarcasm, Yan Wenmo gritted his teeth, sneered, folded his arms, and said sarcastically:

"How dare you say that to me? How good are you? You are so young, yet you are already crying and shouting about marrying another woman."

At this point, she paused for a moment, looked at Jiang Wenbai with increasing disdain, and said sarcastically:

"After growing up, you had an ambiguous relationship with Chu Yanhong. Those who know you say that you have been through many flowers without getting hurt. Those who don't know you think that you are a playboy and have affairs with everyone."

Hearing this, Jiang Wenbai became anxious and immediately explained:

"You're talking nonsense, this obviously didn't happen?!"

"No, you said no, so there is no?!"

After saying this, Yan Wenmo directly asked the system to call up Jiang Wenbai's life story, and read it word by word according to the handwriting on the system screen:

"In the seventh year of Chengping, on the fourth day of the sixth month, at the time of Chen, four-year-old Jiang Wenbai said to his neighbor's little sister Yin Honghong, 'Little sister Hong, you are so pretty. When I grow up, I must marry you.'"

"In the tenth year of Chengping, on March 20, at the hour of Mao, eight-year-old Jiang Wenbai gave his cloth tiger to Yin Honghong, who had lost her puppet doll, and once again promised to marry her."

"On June 11, the tenth year of Chengping, Jiang Wenbai introduced Xiaohong to outsiders, saying that she was my fiancée and not an outsider."

"On August 15, the 12th year of Chengping, the 10-year-old Jiang Wenbai gave away his secretly saved private money..."

The words were not finished yet, of course they were not finished, Jiang Wenbai rushed over in a rage and covered Yan Wenmo's mouth, gritting his teeth and saying:

"You are talking nonsense. You are slandering me by making up things that clearly didn't happen. Don't think that you can get away with your shameless act of letting the Demon Lord get close to you by saying this. If you had done this in the past, you would have been thrown into a pig cage."

He covered his hands tightly, his face showing obvious panic. Yan Wenmo looked at him calmly with cold eyes, obviously disdaining him.

Seeing that Yan Wenmo despised him, Jiang Wenbai nervously released his hand that was covering Yan Wenmo's mouth. He wanted to speak, but he didn't know how to explain. After holding it in for a long time, he finally said something specious:

"Those are just childish jokes, how can you take them seriously?!"

Yan Wenmo looked at him with an expression that said, "I understand everything," but said in a meaningful tone:

"I understand, they are all sisters."

Then, she said with a slightly teasing tone, as if she was sighing:

"When I was watching the stars and the moon with you before, you called me little sweetie. Now that the new one is better than the old one, you call me sister. Don't you think so, Brother Wenbai?"

As she spoke, she pinched her throat in an increasingly awkward manner and imitated the others:

"Brother Wenbai, is it true that you said you would marry me when you grow up?!"

"Thank you, Brother Wenbai, for buying me the candied haws. You are really the best to me."

"Brother Wenbai, I'm so scared, can you hold my hand and help me cross the bridge?!"

"Brother Wenbai, mother said that we are all grown up and can't get so close to each other, or people will gossip about us."

As she spoke, she circled around Jiang Wenbai, with a shy posture and a playful expression, and she got right up to his face and opened her mouth wide.

Jiang Wenbai felt angry, furious, ashamed and helpless as he looked at Yan Wenmo's disgusted look. He wanted to lose his temper, but he had no excuse or reason.

He could only look at Yan Wenmo with resentment, wondering where on earth did she find all this information? He had almost forgotten it, but she remembered it so clearly? ! This! Is! Not! Scientific! !

Seeing that Jiang Wenbai did not refute, Yan Wenmo looked at him smugly, showing an expression that said I can't control you anymore, patted his shoulder, and said meaningfully:

"It seems that you still remember it! It's good that you remember it! It's good that you remember it. Don't forget, your little sister Xiaohong is still waiting for you to marry her?! A real man should stick to his word, and you don't want to be a man who doesn't keep his word, do you?"

As she spoke, she moved closer and said in a self-deprecating and teasing tone:

"How pitiful! Your little sister Xiaohong has been waiting for you for so many years, but you are entangled with other women. Are you... worthy of her?! Are you worthy of the promise you once made?!"

As she spoke, she looked at Jiang Wenbai's dark face with a half-smile, pretending to be surprised, and exclaimed:

"Or do you really think that you can pretend that you never said anything because you are young?! You are not so shameless, right?!"

Strike first, use moral blackmail, and use his own weapons to attack his shield, defeating him with his own words. Yan Wenmo gives himself full marks for this operation.

She looked at Jiang Wenbai with a smug look on her face. He was obviously very angry, but he had to hold it in because she was not in the right. She felt extremely relieved.

So, she snorted triumphantly, put on her clothes with a proud air, hummed a little tune, and slowly walked out of the tent.

Jiang Wenbai stood in the tent. He was silent for a long time before he looked at the items around him in great resentment. He glanced around, but in the end he could only pound the pillow as if to vent his anger, and said angrily:

"Who on earth was the idiot who told her all this? How could she know these things? That person better pray that I don't catch him, otherwise, I will... I will beat you to death."

Sure enough, when a man’s lie is exposed, his first reaction is to pass on the blame and get angry and frustrated. This really is a consistent trend from ancient times to the present!