Quick Wear: That Crazy Villain Always Forces Love

Ji Jueming, who had gone home early from get off work upstairs, rolled up his black shirt sleeves and had a sullen look on his face.

In just a few days, the three of them cleaned up the small rental house and made it very livable, replacing almost everything from the software to the hardware.

But there was still only one bed, in Wen Liang's bedroom.

This was Wen Liang's bottom line. The three people who couldn't be driven away tacitly agreed not to cross it. Those who slept on the sofa slept on the sofa, and those who slept on the floor slept on the floor.

Ji Jueming took a leave of absence and rushed back from the hospital right after lunch, thinking he was the first one back, but he saw Shen Sinan as soon as he opened the door.

"Mr. Shen doesn't go to work and stays at Ranran's house. Do you want Ranran to support you?"

Shen Sinan was wearing home clothes. The warm milky white loose sweater made his broad shoulders and cold white collarbones look clean and sexy. He was sitting on the sofa, holding a pen in his hand and writing something.

Facing Ji Jueming's sarcastic remarks, he just smiled:

"Not going to the company doesn't mean I'm not working. Doctor Ji told me to take a good rest, but he didn't tell you to rest. If you take leave to do housework, it won't prevent the hospital from deducting your salary."

"Making sarcastic remarks won't make you look smarter." Ji Jueming glared at Shen Sinan.

.....

When Wen Liang came back, what he saw was a scene of two people, one cooking in the kitchen and the other writing in the living room.

There was no fight today.

Wen Liang took off his shoes and walked in. Ji Jueming immediately put down his things and asked, "Why are you back so early today?"

The man looked at the flour on his hands and turned to wash his hands.

"Oh, something unexpected happened," Wen Liang walked to the sofa. Shen Sinan was not writing any major project documents for the company, he was actually writing a test paper.

What kind of evil is this?

Wen Liang pressed down and asked Shen Sinan what the test paper was.

"You want me to see a psychiatrist, the psychiatrist will definitely give me a test paper to answer. I'm afraid I won't answer well, so I'll do two sets of mock tests at home in advance."

"..."

Wen Liang glanced at the table again: "Why do you make two sets?"

After washing his hands, Ji Jueming snorted coldly, "Because the first set he made was indeed sick."

Shen Sinan's glasses shone silver, and his slightly raised eyes were gentle and narrow. He picked up the test paper, folded it, and put it in his pocket. His movements were gentle and elegant, without any panic:

"Ji Jueming, you don't have to add insult to injury here," he stood up and sat beside Wen Liang, his lips pressed into a straight line, his tone changed quickly, and he said to Wen Liang with a very pitiful tone:

"Anyway, I've been to a mental hospital before. If you think I'm sick, just tie me up and call them to arrest me. I won't resist."

Wen Liang leaned back on the sofa with a headache. Why were they all so good at acting pitiful?

He asked as usual: "I won't call you if you break up with me"

Shen Sinan stood up and slowly pulled out his belt and handed it to him: "Then you should tie me up now."

While Shen Sinan was doing this series of actions, he kept his eyes on Wen Liang. He supported himself on the sofa back behind Wen Liang with one hand and leaned over to look at Wen Liang with the other hand holding the belt. Wen Liang licked his lips, leaned to the side, and crawled forward to leave the man's circle.

"I'm going to wash my hands and make dumplings!"

Shen Sinan slowly stood up, stared at the fleeing figure and smiled silently. He looked at Ji Jueming who was standing beside him. Ji Jueming also stared at him. Finally, Ji Jueming went to find Wen Liang without saying a word.

In fact, since Wen Liang and Ji Jueming had talked it out that day, Ji Jueming's attitude had become neutral. He was no longer obsessed with keeping Wen Liang, but simply turned to being more kind to Wen Liang within the limited time.

Ji Jueming made all the dumplings for dinner by himself. He disagreed when Wen Liang wanted to help him, and he also beat Shen Sinan away with a rolling pin when Shen Sinan wanted to make a move.

After dinner, Wen Liang lay on the small bed in his room with his arms and legs spread out. He felt groggy and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He asked the system in his mind:

[Wen Liang: Did the original plot mention that Ning Ran was in poor health?

[886: No]

Yes, Wen Liang also remembered that Ning Ran’s later career path was particularly long and his life was also long.

But the image of Ning Ran staggering and bleeding today lingered in Wen Liang's mind, and then the image of Jin Zhouxue covering her lips and coughing appeared in front of him...

Suddenly, there was a knocking sound on a wooden board. Wen Liang sat up from the bed. He listened carefully and found that the sound came from his closet.

Wen Liang immediately got out of bed, came to the closet, grabbed the handle with both hands and pulled it -

"Jin Yuan? Why are you here?"

Jin Yuan, who had disappeared since noon, was now lying on his clothes, squinting his eyes due to the strong light.

"Do you like Jin Yuan so much?" The man who had regained his sight trembled his eyelashes pitifully. He stretched out his hand to pull the cabinet door, trying to close it himself. "Then you wait, I will show up when Jin Yuan comes back, anyway, you don't want to see me."

The cabinet door closed again in front of Wen Liang. Wen Liang stood there in a daze for a while, then opened the cabinet door and squatted down:

"Luan Zhou, you're back"

Luan Zhou hid himself in the pile of clothes with his face buried in them. When Wen Liang called him, he couldn't help but tremble his shoulders in grievance.

Wen Liang sighed, "You get up first... Luan Zhou, you get up first... Don't hold on to my underwear and cry!!!"

Luan Zhou held a small pair of underwear in each hand. He wiped his tears with his left hand and then with his right hand. He shamelessly found all of Wen Liang's underwear that he could find.

He got up and knelt in the narrow closet: "Don't you like Jin Yuan? Why would I, an unwanted thing, come out? I won't come out."

Wen Liang snatched his underwear and stuffed it into the drawer next to him with even more shame and anger.

Of course Luan Zhou was holding the two tightly in his hands and couldn't snatch them away. If he tried to snatch them away, they would be torn in half.

It seems that Luan Zhou and Jin Yuan shared this body at the same time.

【Wen Liang: How could this happen? 】

[886: You need to ask Luan Zhou about this]

"Didn't you say you killed Jin Yuan? My system also determined that Jin Yuan was dead, but why did Jin Yuan come back?"

"Don't you want him to die?" Luan Zhou asked.

Wen Liang thought about it and nodded. Although he didn't like Jin Yuan, he didn't want Jin Yuan to be wiped out so quietly.

Luan Zhou suddenly hugged Wen Liang and the two of them fell into the closet. The man hooked the closet door with his foot.

The vision was pitch black. Wen Liang stretched out his hands to support Luan Zhou's chest and tried to get up. The hand around his waist was quite strong. Wen Liang tried several times but failed to get up. Instead, he felt a little short of breath.

Gradually getting used to the light inside the cabinet, Wen Liang in front of Luan Zhou became clearer. The young man was breathing rapidly, and his hands on his chest were scratching like a cat's claws, making people feel itchy and confused.

A kitten's love is claw marks and tooth marks, and so is his little one.

"Luan Zhou, Luan Zhou? Luan Zhou, let go... Luan Zhou!"

Each soft call seemed to be pulling at Luan Zhou's sanity which was on the verge of collapse. He endured and endured... until his heart ached and it hurt even to close his eyes and let out a long breath, but he did nothing.

Luan Zhou knew that one should not be too greedy, but when Wen Liang's face was so close to him, he looked into the boy's eyes in the dim light, and Luan Zhou still felt that there was a possibility between them.

Because he wanted to.

He wanted to add color to a world where Wenliang had turned away from him.

"Don't you like Jin Yuan? That's why I asked him to come out and accompany you," Luan Zhou finally spoke. His heart ached so much that even his voice was trembling.

He said, "Don't be mad at me."

Luan Zhou grabbed the back of the boy's head with one hand, pressed him towards himself, and kissed his gentle lips lightly in the darkness.

Wen Liang felt a warm touch, and then a scratchy sensation from a hard object.

Wen Liang had experienced this feeling before.

It’s Luan Zhou’s tongue stud.

Wen Liang propped up his upper body in shock and immediately moved away from Luan Zhou. Luan Zhou did not let go and pleaded:

"Have pity on me, baby, have pity on me..."