Overlord Husband Secretly Reborn

Zheng Li wore a pair of leather boots that reached to the middle of the calf, drawing out the line of the calf, making the legs appear slender and powerful.

His eyebrows were black and straight, and the previous morbid twists did not leave a trace on his current face, replaced by a bright and clear feeling.There is also a woody aroma on the body, not strong, just smelling this smell can relax the spirit.

Cheng Yun was sitting on the sofa with clean fingernails and a cigarette in his hand. The flames flickered like tiny stars in the night sky.

His back is bent, as soft as a feather, and his cheeks are flushed, palm-sized, and his male and female face is bright and decadent.

He didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

Zheng Li sat beside him, putting on an earnest look of "willing to serve you".

Unable to tell if revenge was at work, Cheng Yun pursed his lips, and suddenly said arrogantly to Zheng Li: "I'm thirsty, go and get me a glass of water."

There is really no kettle in the kitchen, and the water is kept cold.

Cheng Yun took a puff of smoke and heard Zheng Li ask, "Where is the hot water bottle?"

"That's it." Cheng Yun replied absent-mindedly, "Just take it here."

"No, it's too cold, it's bad for the stomach." Zheng Li said disapprovingly.

Cheng Yun was choked by the smoke all of a sudden.

Zheng Li frowned, wanted to get closer, but barely stopped, "It's okay." He chose to take out a piece of paper and put it in Cheng Yun's palm.

"You are so annoying!" Cheng Yun was startled at first, frowned, turned his head and said viciously to him.

He looks like a snarky hedgehog.

"I see, I see!" When Zheng Li turned around, he finally saw the kettle, took it eagerly, pressed the switch, and heard the whining sound of the kettle after a while.

Chengyun stopped the flag and drum again.

"Have you eaten yet? Take some medicine and go to bed early."

Cheng Yun was covered with a blanket, curled up on the sofa, and ignored him with his eyes closed.

Zheng Li stood for a while, as if he didn't know what to do, and his expression was a little annoyed.

"I..." Accompanied by the gurgling sound of water, Zheng Yun squatted down, in front of Cheng Yun, with a soft and low voice, watching Cheng Yun breathing uncomfortably, "I don't know why you hate me so much."

Cheng Yun opened his eyes and looked at Zheng Li with red eyes, his body trembling slightly, like a vigilant cat.

"I really didn't mean anything malicious," Zheng Li explained to him helplessly, "I just... well, forget it, I'll stay away from you, you might feel more comfortable."

Cheng Yun didn't speak.

He watched Zheng Li turn around, poured boiling hot water into the cup for him, poured some cold water, and tested the temperature with the back of his hand.In the end, he took out two pills and placed them in front of Cheng Yun.

He said, "Then I'm leaving, you have a good rest."

Cheng Yun didn't answer, and he didn't sit up until Zheng Li really walked out of the room, staring at the cup of hot water.

He suddenly felt a little regretful.

He wondered if what this person said was true, and he wasn't that "Zheng Li"?Then Chengyun really treated him very badly.

Chengyun is usually very polite even to the neighbors and aunts, but the guilt immediately overwhelms him, and he feels that he is very bad.

Cheng Yun lowered the corners of his mouth, and turned around after a while.

His body was still sore, his illness made him weak, and he kept replaying in his mind, the torment of that perverted person intertwined with this warm person who sent him home.

For a while, Cheng Yun didn't know who to hate.

Do you hate Zheng Li?

But who asked Cheng Yun to go out to be a prostitute?He can fuck once for some money, and he has no ability to resist at all.

He's a cheap asshole.

In this business, except for those who want to make a quick buck, who doesn't have a story to tell?It doesn't make much sense to talk about his rough life, his insincere words, his mother who was terminally ill, that he owed a lot of money for medical treatment, and that he started wearing women's clothing because he missed his mother—it's over. so far.

Of course, Cheng Yun didn't want to hate himself too much.

"It's all about life. My life is a little bit harder than others. At least I can still live well." Cheng Yun buried his face in the blanket.

Whenever you convince yourself that this is fate, you feel relieved.

Jiang Wenluo woke up after Chengyun took the medicine and fell asleep.

Liang Yaowen was sitting by the bed reading a book, his legs crossed, the hem of his pajamas slipped off, revealing a section of his honey-colored skin.

There was toast on the table, and the milk was still warm.

Jiang Wenluo's hands and feet were soft, and he walked over slowly, and sat opposite Liang Yaowen, his face was slightly red.

"Good evening." Jiang Wenluo said softly.

Spread some of Jiang Wenluo's favorite jam on the bread. He took a small bite and stepped on Liang Yaowen's instep under the table with a smile on his face.

"Liang Yaowen..." Jiang Wenluo called.

Liang Yaowen: "?"

"Liang Yaowen." Jiang Wenluo called again.

"?"

"It's okay." Jiang Wenluo rubbed against him, smiling like a kid who got a sweet treat.

Liang Yaowen looked at Jiang Wenluo in confusion, but he was not impatient.There was a white milk mark on Jiang Wenluo's mouth, Liang Yaowen walked over, put his hand on the back of Jiang Wenluo's neck, and leaned over to give him a light kiss.

——He felt that Jiang Wenluo needed this.

"I'll take you back." Liang Yaowen said to him.

The road passed a river, and there was a long light and shadow on the surface of the water. The shadows of the two of them were intertwined once, refracted by the water light, and seemed to blend into one.

There is a boat on the river.

This scene seems familiar.

Jiang Wenluo held Liang Yaowen's hand, tilted his head and said to him, "Liang Yaowen, did you know before that this would happen?"

Liang Yaowen said casually: "Everything has been foreshadowed."

He didn't seem to want to talk much, so Jiang Wenluo shut up and didn't ask any more questions, just enjoying the short time.

"I can't help being scared, I'm very timid." Jiang Wenluo leaned his head lightly on Liang Yaowen's shoulder, "With you, it doesn't matter what you do. I also feel very happy in this kind of place."

"But I just can't stand being separated from you any longer."

"If you leave my side, I will not feel very safe."

Liang Yaowen put his hand on Jiang Wenluo's waist, "Yes." He promised.

"When you died, I really felt that I couldn't hold on anymore." Jiang Wenluo looked up at Liang Yaowen who had grown back to his original height, "I held your handkerchief and felt that I was still alive."

"I'm very lucky now." Jiang Wenluo said softly, "I didn't go with you at the time. I researched a lot about suicide methods, but I didn't have time to implement them."

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you die." Liang Yaowen replied bluntly.

"..."

Jiang Wenluo laughed all of a sudden, and kissed the corner of Liang Yaowen's jaw, "If I die, you won't be able to see me anymore, are you so cruel?"

Liang Yaowen seemed to want to explain something, but held back, and pointed to the front, "Here we are."

The hut can now be seen.

Standing under the tree, Jiang Wenluo yelled at Liang Yaowen coquettishly and complainingly: "It's really a stupid octopus who doesn't understand style." "Then... I'm going back—"

The lights on both sides of the street are dense, and only the sound seems empty.The small restaurant next to it is still open, with ethereal Japanese songs playing in it,

Standing at the door of his house, Jiang Wenluo was already in a different state of mind than last time.

He laughed again, hooked Liang Yaowen's finger, and said to him, "Kiss me again." After saying a title, Jiang Wenluo's earlobes were like rubies, and he was so ashamed that he would crawl into the cracks in the ground ,"husband."

Liang Yaowen's hair was curled up, and his nose looked high. Hearing this, he put a kiss on Jiang Wenluo's lips.

Jiang Wenluo shrank his neck, lowered his head, and said softly, "Thank you, see you tomorrow, silly octopus... remember to miss me."

After entering the room, Jiang Wenluo leaned his back against the door, and after a while, took out a bottle of cold beer from the refrigerator.

Jiang Wenluo sat on the sofa, touched his lips with his hand, and murmured, "I'm so happy to be with him..."

During this period of time, Jiang Wenluo couldn't sleep either, so he simply walked around in this room.

I don't know if he is too sensitive, Jiang Wenluo always feels that the floor of this room is a bit soft, and the hardness is different from his common sense.

He squatted down, poked with his hand, and everything went back to normal.

Jiang Wenluo held the phone in his arms, looked back and forth at the group photo of him and Liang Yaowen, and felt a voice coming from outside his room door.

It was a slight sound of water.

Jiang Wenluo pulled on his slippers and went outside to check, but it turned out that the faucet was not turned off tightly.

But this faucet, he had never turned it on before.

Never leaked before.

Standing in front of the pool, Jiang Wenluo touched the dripping thing curiously, and twisted it with his hand.

— a little sticky.

He put it in his mouth and tasted it again, and it was slightly salty.

Jiang Wenluo immediately felt that this was the slime on Liang Yaowen's body.

"What are you doing..." Jiang Wenluo frowned, "Are you peeking at me through the mucus?"

Jiang Wenluo straightened his clothes immediately and straightened his back.

At this moment, he suddenly recalled what the book Liang Yaowen was reading just now.

——Surprisingly, it was the book that Zheng Li used to create "rituals".

The author has something to say: short me.