How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

He tried to defend himself, "...Well, maybe you saw it wrongly. Just now at the door, I looked into his eyes and they were quite gentle. When I looked over, he smiled."

"Eyes like stars, bright and dazzling, how can they be called scary?" Song Wenjing secretly observed Fu Yan'an's body and saw the silver needle.

Song Wenjing: “…”

[Because the villain didn't let you see it, they actually do care about you.] The system was speechless. What would happen if the host saw it?

Seeing Song Wenjing looking at him, Fu Yan'an shyly glared at Song Wenjing, "Why are you looking at me like that?" It made people nervous.

Song Wenjing kissed his lips, and after a kiss, he said stickyly: "My baby is so beautiful, I really want to trap you in this bed forever."

"I'm the only one who can see you, baby. Is that okay with you? Hmm?"

System: [Um... no need to act yandere now, okay?! As the saying goes, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. In your eyes, the villain is just so petite and adorable.]

[Weak and helpless, pitiful, dodder.] It no longer wants to say anything, etc.

Could his host be a hidden yandere? This... is a bit scary⊙﹏⊙.

"Qianchen, I just want to experience the joy of being a yandere (?▽?), so what if I just say it? It's not bad to satisfy my mouth." Song Wenjing said to Qianchen in his heart.

Because when he said this, Fu Yan'an would always show excitement in his eyes, and this look of An'an was very attractive.

"Okay!" Fu Yan'an's tone revealed excitement, and he couldn't wait for Song Wenjing to take action immediately and control himself.

Unfortunately, Song Wenjing's next words made him feel like he was falling from the clouds.

Song Wenjing rubbed his head and explained sympathetically, "An An, I was just trying to scare you. I love you so much, how could I bear to lock you up?"

"An An is free, be good, I'll feed you breakfast and then go back to sleep. Your eyes are almost narrowed into a line. Blame me for being too harsh last night."

"...Okay!" His brother seemed a little too considerate, which made Fu Yan'an a little unhappy.

What Song Wenjing had just said hit the nail on the head. He wanted to be locked up tightly in the house by Song Wenjing, with the delicate chains controlling his movements.

Densely packed cameras control everything about him, and he lives under the control of his brother.

What a pity...my brother doesn't like it...

……

"Wen Jing, why is your neck red when you come back? Is your mosquito venom so strong?"

"Damn, are you allergic to mosquitoes? Are you feeling better? You took five days off because of illness, and we were all worried." Jiang Rui asked stupidly.

Song Wenjing coughed lightly, tried hard to cover the mark on his neck with his clothes, and said jokingly: "Yeah, it's a big mosquito."

"I've been bothering him for several nights. I can hardly handle it. Now I'm fine. I've rested for five days and I'm fully recovered."

"Ah? Is it beaten to death? You'd better go to the infirmary to buy some medicine." Jiang Rui really admired Song Wenjing's perseverance. Even after being bitten into such a weird state, he still had the mind to make a joke here.

Very scary!

The boy opposite Song Wenjing was operating the computer while adjusting his glasses. When he heard Jiang Rui's words, a look of helplessness flashed across his face.

I don’t know whether to say he is naive or stupid. He even called a hickey a mosquito bite. Didn’t you see that he had a happy smile on his face when he said mosquito bite?

That smile is almost splitting back to the back of the ears. What medicine are you buying? They are showing off to you now, what an idiot π_π.

"Jiang Rui, come here quickly. Didn't you say you wanted to learn computer programming from me? Now that I have time, I'll come over quickly and teach you."

"Wen Jing just came back from outside. Let him rest first. He must be very tired. Let's not disturb him."

"Oh oh." Jiang Runa could only go to the boy's side.

Song Wenjing smiled at the boy and thanked him, otherwise he really didn't know how to tell Jiang Rui. Jiang Rui had a twisted mind and would get to the bottom of things if he asked.

Normal people simply can't handle it.

"Didn't you just say you wanted to play games? Why are you thinking of teaching me? I'm telling you, I'm a little slow, so don't curse me when you can't learn."

"Otherwise I really can't help but fight with you. With your tiny arms and legs, I'm afraid I'll break your bones with one punch."

Ye Zheng was silent for a moment, then said coldly, "Do you want to learn or not? If not, then get back to your bed and stop getting in my way."

Seeing Ye Zheng was angry, Jiang Rui quickly said to learn.

"Oh, I will learn, I will learn. I didn't say I won't learn."

After Song Wenjing packed up his things, he sat on the bed and sent a message to Fu Yan'an.

Song: [An An, have you reached the dorm yet? We've been apart for less than an hour and I already miss you so much. Kiss.]

He stared at his phone for a minute, but there was still no message. He had no choice but to put the phone down and pick up the book next to him to read.

But his mind was not on the book. He would read for one minute and then turn his head to look at his phone for three seconds, and this cycle repeated until the sound came, and he immediately put the book down.

"Ding dong!"

An: [I'm already at the dorm, brother. I miss you too. We're planning to have a hot pot dinner tonight for everyone.]

[I can’t help but go.]

Song: [Go ahead, be careful!]

An: [Okay.]

Dormitory dinner? Song Wenjing felt a little strange when he saw this. According to Fu Yan'an's personality, how could he not be the kind of person who wants to integrate into the group?

Fu Yan'an has no friends at school. It's not that he is isolated by everyone, but that Fu Yan'an alone isolates everyone in the school.

Except myself.

Every time he was asked why he didn't make friends, he would always say that having his brother was enough. Every time Song Wenjing was speechless and wanted to persuade him to make more friends, but seeing his stubborn eyes, he was speechless.

Song Wenjing thought it was better to forget it. If he didn't like making friends, then he shouldn't. It was impossible to force him to socialize or do things he didn't like.

Song Wenjing felt that this dinner was a bit weird. Perhaps the dinner was just an excuse for Fu Yan'an. Could it be that he wanted to see blood again?

Can't control your emotions? That shouldn't be the case. I clearly observed his emotions when I came out, and he was obviously happy.

……

Fu Yan'an saw that there were no more messages on his phone, so he put the phone in his pocket with confidence, put on his clothes, went downstairs and out of the school gate.

Sitting in the cafe, looking at the passers-by outside through the window, his prey had not yet arrived, so he had to wait a little longer.

He had already found out that the ungrateful woman had dared to force his brother to get married. His brother had clearly refused, but she still refused to give in.

This made Fu Yan'an very angry. He couldn't control himself and wanted to break the woman's bones into pieces. That way, the woman would not be able to speak.