President Husband, it's too sweet

Rong Yang looked at Wen Yan for a while, his lips tightly pursed into a line, and his dark and deep eyes were full of complicated thoughts.

Tick.

- Drops of dark red blood flowed down Rong Yang's slender and fair fingers, dripped to the ground, and exploded into a beautiful and seductive flower.

"Rong Yang, you are hurt."

Wen Yan was surprised to find that Rong Yang's palm was dyed red.

However, Rong Yang still didn't speak, just stood where he was, staring at Wen Yan with black eyes, and a struggling expression appeared on his fair and handsome face.

Wen Yan was in a bit of a panic at this time, his body was covered with water droplets, and he was naked. He barely got up from the ground while supporting the smooth bathtub.

Fortunately, I didn't fall and injured my leg just now.

Rong Yang, what happened?Why is it so abnormal?

But before Wen Yan stood up, he felt a huge force pushing him into the bathtub.

Wen Yan was pushed violently into the bathtub, stirring up a large amount of water. He tried to struggle to get up, but a hand behind him pressed him into the water again. Wen Yan could hardly breathe, and a large mouthful of water choked him. nasal cavity.

Wen Yan knew that the hand holding him in the water belonged to Rong Yang.

Could it be that Rong Yang wanted to drown him?

"Ahem, Rong Yang, let me go."

Just when Wen Yan felt that he was about to suffocate, the hand behind him finally let go of him.

Wen Yan sat up from the bathtub, coughed, and took a big gulp of fresh air. At that moment, he really thought he was going to die.

At this time, the water in the bathtub was stained red, and the blood was not his, but Rong Yang's.

Looking at Rong Yang's hand that was still bleeding, Wen Yan couldn't help feeling a little scared, "Rong Yang, why are you crazy!"

Rong Yang's black eyes stared at Wen Yan, his gaze was cold without a trace of warmth, and he didn't seem to notice that his hands were bleeding at all, his lips moved, "Wash it, it will be fine."

The voice was like words spit out from an emotionless corpse, it was so cold that it made people tremble.

The Rong Yang in front of him seemed to be a different person, a completely unfamiliar Rong Yang, a Rong Yang that Wen Yan had never seen before.

The previous Rong Yang was warm, with smiles at the corners of his eyes and Wei Yang at the corners of his mouth. He was as beautiful as a seductive fox fairy, making people fascinated.

The current Rong Yang still had that pretty face on his face, but Wen Yan couldn't feel any warmth, and he exuded a terrifying aura all over his body.

He was clearly alone, but he didn't feel like he was alone, Wen Yan shuddered in fear, and stepped back a little.

Rong Yang's cold hands grabbed Wen Yan's feet without any mercy, and dragged Wen Yan back.

Wen Yan is really scared now, more scared than being locked up in a strange place by himself, "Rong Yang, what are you going to do?"

Rong Yang forcefully separated Wen Yan's legs, "Wash you clean."

pain.

He and Rong Yang have done so many times, but the first time he broke in so rudely, did he make any preparations at all.

Wen Yan felt that the back seemed to be cracked.

Wen Yan's painful toes curled up, and his face was pale, "Rong Yang, stop quickly, it's going to be broken."

But Rong Yang didn't intend to stop at all.

Wen Yan's back was slightly hurt by the bathtub, but it was not as good as Rong Yang was behind him like a knife—the bathroom door was not closed, and painful moans came from the bathroom.

Shu Ning stood in the shadow of the door, listening to the voices inside, his neatly manicured nails dug into the flesh.

When Wen Yan opened his eyes again, it was already the next morning.

Pain, like falling apart.

Especially somewhere in the back, there is a burning dull pain.

Last night, Rong Yang, did you go crazy?

Why do you do this to him?

"Are you awake?" A young voice rang in Wen Yan's ear.

Wen Yan raised his head, and saw the handsome young man sitting beside him, Shu Ningyi.

How is he here?

Wen Yan looked around, this is Rong Yang's home, that's right.

And now, he is in Rong Yang's bedroom.

But why is Shu Ning here?

Seeing Shu Ningyi wearing casual clothes, Wen Yan was a little surprised. Could it be that Shu Ningyi also lives here?

"Hello, my name is Shu Ningyi." Shu Ningyi extended his hand friendly.

Wen Yan looked at Shu Ning's slender hands. He played the piano, with slender fingers and beautiful hands.

"My name is Wen Yan." Wen Yan said, his voice was extremely hoarse, and he didn't reach out to shake Shu Ning's hand. His whole body hurt so badly that he didn't want to raise his hand.

Shu Ning didn't mind at all, smiled and withdrew his hand.

"Are you hungry? Can you still get up? There is breakfast downstairs, do you want me to bring it for you?"

Shu Ningyi was very beautiful, with a slight smile on his face, such a caring and considerate tone, no one could find any point of disgust.

However, every time Wen Yan sees Shu Ningyi, he thinks of the picture of him and Rong Yang together, Wen Yan closes his eyes, "No need."

Seeing that Wen Yan seemed unwilling to talk to him, Shu Ning stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, you have a good rest, if you need anything, you can call me, I live next door."

Does Shu Ning live next door?After Shu Ning left.

The brutal thing Rong Yang did to him yesterday came to Wen Yan's mind.

Rong Yang, a bastard, why did you treat him like this?It's fine even if he plays with him, but last night, what was that?

The pain in his body reminded how cruel Rong Yang was last night.

Wen Yan cried in disappointment.

Although he is nothing, so what, who is not a person, why treat him like that?

"Son of a bitch!"

Wen Yan decided to never talk to Rong Yang again from today.

If he talks to Rong Yang again, he will be a bastard!

Wen Yan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, wanted to get up, and lifted the quilt, only to find that the plaster on his legs had been fixed again.

Although the back was painful, it was clean and refreshing. Rong Yang gave him medicine.

Wen Yan bit his lips, and touched the tooth marks on his shoulder, Wen Yan turned his head to look at that place, the white skin on his shoulder was flushed, and there was a deep tooth mark on it.

That was when Rong Yang invaded him fiercely last night, and bit him on the shoulder.

Rong Yang's bite really hurt, as if biting his flesh hard, Wen Yan cried out in pain.

Wen Yan thinks about it now, and realizes that Rong Yang is such a jerk to the extreme.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Wen Yan pulled up his clothes.

The person at the door of the room is Shu Ningyi.

Shu Ning came in with a smile on his face, "Seeing that you haven't come out, I'll bring it for you. Are you hungry?"

Wen Yan looked at the smile on Shu Ning's face, and suddenly thought of a sentence, if you don't have anything to do to be courteous, you can either rape or steal.

Shu Ning put the porridge in Wen Yan's hand, "Have some porridge, you must be hungry."

The porridge in Shu Ning's hand exudes a fragrance, Wen Yan hasn't eaten for a long time, and his stomach is full of hunger.

However, Wen Yan couldn't help suspecting that Shu Ning-couldn't be poisoning the porridge?

"What's the matter? Don't you want to drink porridge?"

Seeing the defensiveness on Wen Yan's face, Shu Ning smiled, "Don't worry, this is the porridge made by the aunt downstairs. It tastes very good. I really like the rice cooked by this aunt."

Should be no problem, right?

Wen Yan took the porridge from Shu Ning's hand.

I took a sip and drank it.

Seeing Wen Yan lower his head to drink the porridge, Shu Ning glanced at him with a trace of resentment, he didn't poison the porridge, but he did add some ingredients to the porridge.

Last night, when Brother Yang was having sex with this bitch, he didn't take any precautions.

Shu Ning would never allow this bitch to conceive brother Shang Yang's child.

"It's hot."

As soon as Wen Yan took a sip, he felt a little nauseous, and spit out the porridge from his mouth, "Thank you for your kindness, I'm not feeling well these days, and I can't drink it."

"If you can't drink it, you have to drink it!" As soon as Shu Ning thought about how this person had sex with Rong Yang last night, the disguise on his face could no longer be maintained.

"Huh?" Wen Yan looked at Shu Ningyi's sudden face change just now, and slightly lowered his head to look at the porridge in his hand, feeling a little more vigilant in his heart.

As soon as Shu Ning recovered the smile on his face, he said softly: "Cough, I mean, for the sake of your health, you should drink more."

Wen Yan stared at Shu Ningyi's pretty face with a slight smile, and felt more and more that there was something wrong with the bowl of porridge in his hand.

"I don't want to drink anymore, please go out." Wen Yan returned the porridge to Shu Ningyi.

It's not the first time Wen Yan has seen a person with a fake face. Xia Yuling and Wen Sirui are both masters of masters.

Perhaps thanks to Xia Yuling and Wen Sirui, Wen Yan's eyesight also improved, and he could smell a familiar smell from Shu Ningyi.

Shu Ning's face froze slightly, and suddenly he turned to the door where the light and shadow flickered.

Watching Wen Yan hand the porridge in front of him, Shu Ning raised his mouth and reached out to take the porridge from Wen Yan's hand.

, clatter__ sound.

The sound of the porcelain bowl breaking on the ground sounded.

Shu Ning's eyes turned red for a moment, and he lowered his eyes, as if he was being bullied, "Wen Yan, if you don't like it, I'll just take it back. Why did you pour porridge on me?"

Before Wen Yan could react, a tall figure walked in quickly and hugged Shu Ningyi into his arms, "Ning Yi, are you okay."

"Brother Yang, your hand hurts, it's so hot." Shu Ning raised his hand tremblingly, the back of his white and delicate hand was scorched red by the porridge.

"Hands hurt so much," Shu Ning said with tears in his eyes, "Brother Yang, are my hands okay, I have a performance the day after tomorrow."

Seeing this scene, Wen Yan was a little shocked. He handed the porridge to Shu Ningyi just now, thinking that Shu Ningyi would come to catch the porridge.

But who knew that Shu Ning didn't serve the bowl, but hit the bowl instead.

Wen Yan felt a familiar and extremely familiar trick, and Wen Yan suddenly remembered that Xia Yuling used to treat him like this.

At that time, Wen Jianguo's reaction was indiscriminate, blaming him for everything.

Now, what will Rong Yang do?

Wen Yan looked at the two people in front of him.

Shu Ningyi was crying and crying in Rong Yang's arms, but at this time Rong Yang raised Shu Ningyi's hand, and carefully blew the burn on Shu Ningyi's hand.

He also comforted: "It's okay, it's just a burn."