After the fake marriage, we two HE

With the support of the original author of "Battle of the Sword", coupled with the extremely convincing fighting video, it can be said that those netizens who said Song Mianyu was not good enough were severely slapped in the face.

Speaking of which, the reason why "Battle of the Sword" has become a classic is also inseparable from the mystery of the original author. The author's pen name "One Life Angry", is taken from Mr. Chen Yinke's "One Life is Angry to Today, No One in the World Faces the Setting Sun". He has never been seen in public, and readers know nothing about him other than reading his books, not even knowing whether he is a man or a woman or his age.

When "Battle of the Sword" was first published, the author registered on Weibo with the same id as his pseudonym, and forwarded a link to sell books. Since then, he hasn't spoken to him again, as if he died.

So today the author posted a short essay praising Song Mianyu like a fake corpse. This incident is more terrifying than the real fake corpse, and even surpassed the popularity of Song Mianyu's incident...

Let’s talk about Song Mianyu’s fighting scene video. This video is an unedited sideshow. It not only includes Song Mianyu’s fighting scene, but also a discussion between him and several professional martial arts coaches on the set. Thin, flexible waist, nimble and light movements, not only eye-catching, every move is real, not fancy.

A netizen forwarded this video, Aite's professional martial arts coach asked the coach to comment.

Perhaps this netizen is not used to Song Mianyu's handsomeness, and wants to be slapped in the face by professionals, so his tone is yin and yang.

But he was quickly slapped in the face by his Aite coach, who made a comprehensive review of Song Mianyu's set of movements, and finally concluded: This kung fu comes from Shaolin, it is really good, I suggest you change careers, and shine for the martial arts industry[ dog head].

This martial arts coach has won awards in national competitions before, and his evaluation is already very high, and he is professional. Many netizens said that they couldn't understand it.

The netizen of Aite's martial arts coach was slapped instead of being slapped in the face, and he also received a wave of ridicule.

Song Mianyu was really puzzled. He tugged Xiao Rufei who was playing with his mobile phone next to him, and leaned over, "Why do you think this netizen is so aggressive? Forwarding my video of Aite Martial Arts Coach, I feel self-defeating and helping me ...Hey, what are you looking at..."

Song Mianyu's voice stopped abruptly, because he moved closer to Xiao Rufei, and saw Xiao Rufei's mobile phone, and the screen of the mobile phone stayed on the Weibo home page.

He looked at the id nickname, and then at the nickname that got slapped instead of being slapped in the face.

He was confused, "What's the situation? Is this you?"

Xiao Rufei was quite calm, "My trumpet."

After finishing speaking, he did not forget to continue to read the comments, watching a large number of netizens mocking him under the Weibo of his Aite martial arts coach, praising Song Mianyu fancy, with a triumphant smile on the corners of their lips.

"No...you are sick?" Song Mianyu frowned, and was about to say something, when she saw Xiao Rufei's smile, she suddenly realized, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Xiao Rufei spread her hands, "I'm just pushing the boat along."

Song Mianyu suddenly felt that his previous understanding of Xiao Rufei was too one-sided, such a coquettish operation was quite capable of fanning the flames, it would be a pity not to be a marketing account.

First repost the video, and then pretend to be fake. At the time when the public opinion is the most lively, Aite's nationally famous martial arts coach let the coach recognize the professionalism and authenticity of his video.

With the help of professionals, there is no need for someone to jump around and doubt this and that.

Fortunately, Xiao Rufei was on his side.

Song Mianyu put her arms around Xiao Rufei, hung on her boyfriend and giggled "hehehe".

Watching Xiao Rufei save the still photo of him in "Once Upon a Time" on Weibo, it just so happens that the costume in this still photo is his favorite one, a white dress that is spotless and looks like a fairy , wearing a jade crown, holding a book, looking back with a slight smile, gentle.

"Do you like this one?" Song Mianyu asked proudly.

He is much shorter than Xiao Rufei, hanging on Xiao Rufei's shoulders, he has to raise his head to meet his eyes.

Xiao Rufei lowered her eyes to see him smirking, with some waves hidden in her eyes, she said truthfully, "I like it."

This "like" has a deep meaning, and it is said very seriously, what do you like?It's not like talking about this photo, but it's like confessing again.

Song Mianyu's ears turned red suddenly, and she looked carelessly, "I like it too."

He let go of Xiao Rufei's shoulders and wanted to withdraw.

"Mianmian."

Xiao Rufei caught him, turned around and held him in her arms, pushing him back a few steps.

There are floor-to-ceiling windows behind, the weather is warm, and there are many flowers in the garden outside, red and pink, not as red as Song Mianyu's face.

"You...what are you doing?" Song Mianyu stretched out his hand to push, but he didn't push hard. In fact, he is quite strong, even a big guy can knock him down, let alone Xiao Rufei?But he couldn't bear it.

Xiao Rufei said hoarsely, "I want to fuck you."

So rough, unrefined, and so straightforward, it doesn't fit Xiao Rufei's personality.

Song Mianyu "boomed" and turned into a shrimp cooked in boiling water.

Xiao Rufei started to kiss him, lowering her head to kiss his neck. Song Mianyu was wearing loose home clothes that didn't need to be unbuttoned. A piece of her shoulder slipped off after kissing, and Xiao Rufei took a bite on the hollow of the shoulder.

"Ah!" Song Mianyu yelled in pain, shrunk her shoulders and wanted to retreat, but there was no way out, but she didn't push Xiao Rufei away. Instead, she clasped her arms around the other's broad shoulders and said aggrievedly: "You Mom is a dog..."

Xiao Rufei was really doing evil on him like a dog, biting his shoulder and then biting his Adam's apple.

Song Mianyu was particularly sensitive there, her body went limp in an instant, her hands fell limply on her sides, panting in a low voice, like a little milk dog at home, arousing love and affection.

The home clothes are made of real silk, which slip off in large pieces, down the shoulders, and are only hung in the crook of the arms. There is transparent glass behind it. If someone passes by the garden, they will see the thin back and a slender waist through a clump of flowers and plants.

Gasps and intertwined heartbeats, they've never made out anywhere else, it's all in the bedroom, the floor-to-ceiling windows, it's so embarrassing...

Song Mianyu was extremely flustered, afraid that Xiao Rufei was really here...

"Xiao Rufei!" He dodged hastily, "No...no..."

All the words were blocked by Xiao Rufei again.

Xiao Rufei pinched his arm and said viciously: "I want to see you in white."

The tone is particularly domineering, and the actions are particularly rough, which does not fit Xiao Rufeisi's literati personality.

Song Mianyu suddenly realized that he was talking about the still photo, the white that he wore inside.

Song Mianyu gasped and said, "At home... there is no one at home..." In the lack of oxygen, he searched in his head. He didn't have that kind of pure white clothes, but he did have a white down jacket, but the one in the down jacket was too weird. right...

Xiao Rufei held his face, "Is it okay to wear my white shirt another day, just the shirt, and just show me?"

Now it's not tough anymore, it's a bit coaxing, like a big bad wolf coaxing a little white rabbit to open the door.

Song Mianyu felt that it was too embarrassing, and bargained with a sad face, "Can't you even wear underwear? Can you wear underwear?"

Originally, he didn't talk about this, Xiao Rufei didn't even think about underwear, but when he said this, he reminded Xiao Rufei.

"No."

Xiao Rufei is really bad, "I can't wear it."

He coaxed him again, and while coaxing, he took off Song Mianyu's pants, "My shirt is long enough to cover it."

As he spoke, he held Song Mianyu's thigh and compared the length, "Here we are."

The silk pajama pants were too slippery, they piled up on the feet once they were taken off to the end.

The afternoon sun came in, covering Song Mianyu's body with a layer of gold, making it more like suet jade.

……

After an afternoon, the sun went down.

Song Mianyu was groggy, fell asleep and woke up in front of the French window, Xiao Rufei carried him to take a bath.

He was so tired that he didn't even have the energy to raise his hand.

Recently, I have been busy making preparations before joining the group, and have been abstaining from sexual intercourse. Today, I paid off all my debts.

As soon as the steam in the bathroom was steaming, Xiao Rufei regained her energy. She washed people first, and then made them dirty...

Song Mianyu really didn't have any strength at all, she cried and scolded him, and bit his neck too.

After the person was washed and stuffed into the quilt, Xiao Rufei got up and went to the French window to clean up the mess.

Today is really absurd. Fortunately, the servants at home are not here, so no one saw it.

As a result, as soon as he got there, he saw Little Trash wagging his tail and holding a condom in his mouth. He didn't let go when he saw him coming, so he just skipped over and ran to the trash can with his short legs, picking up the trash can Throw it in...

"Fuck me!"

Xiao Rufei looked dumbfounded, he was negligent, there was no one at home, but there was still a dog.

Is this dog a jerk?It was rare for him to swear, "You really deserve to be my son, and you even helped daddy clean up the scene..."

Little Trash ignored him, and ran over again, intending to pick up the second one, but Xiao Rufei saw her forehead twitching, and hurriedly stopped it, "It's alright, alright! Don't be a filial piety here."

He patted the butt of the little trash, "Go and play."

The author says:

Little Trash: I'm such a dutiful son