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

"Only obedient tools suffer..."

……

Ji Zhaoan lay on the bed, frowning and groaning anxiously: "...die...kill them all...kill them all...you all deserve to die!"

My head hurts... it hurts so much...

Wuuuuu…Husband…Where are you?

An An, it hurts...it hurts...

……

Ten minutes later.

Zuo An and Chen Wen were lying on the ground in a mess, sweating all over, and panting like dogs from exhaustion!

"Wen...Brother, have we completed the mission?" Zuo An just wanted to have a good sleep and think about nothing else. He was so tired that every bone in his body felt like it had been beaten.

Ever since he started to curry favor with Chen Wen, he hasn't done this kind of hard work for a long time.

Chen Wen adjusted his breathing and slowly stood up against the wall. He almost fell because his legs were weak, but fortunately he reacted quickly and leaned against the wall.

"Mr. Song, we have completed your business. Now it's time to take us to find someone."

He had never done anything so tiring before and almost sprained his waist, if it weren't for 001 and that illusory idea.

He doesn't want to do it anymore.

Song Wenjing smiled gently and walked up to Chen Wen, "Of course, I never tell lies." The iron rod in his hand was already impatient.

There was a "bang" sound.

Chen Wen fell in front of Song Wenjing, his mouth wide open, as if in disbelief!

On the left bank behind Chen Wen, he stared blankly at the scene, so shocked that it seemed as if his heart had stopped beating. He was at a loss, and his mind went blank.

The murderer's iron rod was stained with blood and was now walking towards him step by step.

“Da da da…”

“Thump, thump…”

“Da da…”

“Thump, thump…”

His heart gradually beat in rhythm with the sound of footsteps. He was close to collapse. Zuo An held his head and cried out: "Brave man, wuwuwuwu... hero... big brother..."

"What do you want? I'll kneel down for you... okay? Please let us go! You want money, right? I have some, as long as you let us go..."

"Brother Wen has a lot of money, really... Although his parents are dead, he has a huge fortune."

He knelt on the ground, crying and pouring money into his pocket, his nose almost running.

Damn it!

If he had known earlier that he would not be greedy for such illusory things, he should have run away and not gotten involved.

Is this person not only greedy for money but also murderous?

Thinking of this, his legs trembled terribly!

Song Wenjing placed his foot on Zuo'an's shoulder and stepped down hard, stabbing his heart with the iron rod in his hand. His face was a bit sinister, and he said with a wicked smile:

"Now I ask you questions and you answer them. If I'm not satisfied, your head will explode!"

The force on Zuo An's shoulders became heavier and heavier, his facial features became distorted, he swallowed and fell to the ground.

Unexpectedly... my back was hurt...

"You ask...you ask..." The pain in his shoulder, the humiliation...he could only ignore it...he could not win, so he had to admit defeat.

"How many people are there in your lab?"

"They...are all dead. Only the two of us who were sent out to do something survived."

Song Wenjing asked a few more questions, and after getting satisfactory answers, he knocked him unconscious with a stick.

"You..." Zuo An's eyes went dark and the pain made him speechless. A second before he fell down, he still had a hint of complaint.

I have already answered all the questions obediently, why do you still have to do this?

Ji Zhaoan heard a sound at the door, which seemed to be Song Wenjing's voice, but why didn't he come in? He tossed and turned in bed but no one came in.

Helplessly, he could only open the door in his slippers, and what he saw was the scene of Song Wenjing knocking someone unconscious.

He looked at Song Wenjing in confusion, then ran over and hugged Song Wenjing in surprise.

"Ow."

Husband, you are finally back!

Wuuuu… There were bad guys bullying me… They said so many bad things about me, so bad…

They also made me eat very smelly things...Wow, they are all bad guys!

Song Wenjing dropped the iron rod in his hand and hugged the trembling man, "My dear! What's wrong? Did you miss me?"

He couldn't understand what Ji Zhaoan said, so he could only judge by looking at his expression. Now Ji Zhaoan looked unhappy and frowned.

Did he get angry because he saw these two people?

"Oh." Ji Zhaoan called out shyly, and shyly nudged his head against Song Wenjing's chest, and the gloom on his face disappeared.

I miss my husband especially!

Song Wenjing smiled, "So cute???, do you want a kiss?" Ever since they found An An, the two of them have been sleeping in the same bed.

Song Wenjing didn't believe himself that he didn't have any ulterior motives, but this guy was restless when sleeping, moving here and there, and sometimes even accidentally stepped on him.

When Ji Zhaoan heard this, he immediately thought of the wet touch on his face a few days ago. He raised his head, and when he saw that he couldn't touch Song Wenjing's face, he secretly stood on tiptoe!

Present yourself to the Almighty God!

"Ow."

I want... I want to kiss...

Song Wenjing was a little surprised. He lowered his head, hugged his waist and kissed him. Neither of them closed their eyes, and they just looked at each other.

Song Wenjing tapped his forehead, "Be good, close your eyes when we kiss, okay?" Well... it was definitely not that he was embarrassed to be stared at!

Ji Zhaoan didn't understand, but he closed his eyes very consciously, and his whole body revealed that he wanted to be kissed!

Song Wenjing satisfied him naturally. When they separated again, both of their mouths were swollen. Song Wenjing touched the corner of his mouth, which was broken and bleeding!

What a murder!

But it’s so cute (*/?＼*)!

"Okay, let's kiss again tonight, okay?" Song Wenjing pointed at the two people on the ground and asked, "An An, do you know these two people?"

Ji Zhaoan lowered his head and licked his slightly numb lips. After hearing Song Wenjing's words, he looked at the two people lying on the ground with a condescending look.

He was puzzled. What was so good about these two people? They were ugly and smelled terrible. He could smell the stench even when he was standing at the door!

Huh?

Ji Zhaoan found memories in his confused mind. It seemed that the man had fed him, and if he didn't like the food, the man would beat him.

it hurts...

Ji Zhaoan was so scared that he turned around immediately, frowning slightly, as if he had encountered a difficult problem. The corners of his mouth drooped, and his delicate face looked so aggrieved that tears were about to fall.

She bit her lips lightly, her body trembling slightly, as if she had endured a great injustice. Her body softened, and she could only lean on Song Wenjing's arms!

"Ow."

They are all bad people, they beat me...it hurts...

Gently shaking Song Wenjing's clothes, it seemed as if he was complaining!

Husband...they bullied me!

Song Wenjing's eyes widened as he watched, and he comforted her distressedly! He wished he could chop the person who hurt An An into pieces!

"Don't worry, dear! I will definitely avenge you." Song Wenjing picked him up with heartache and held his butt with one hand.

Kissing his lips carefully, "Good boy, you still have me, don't be afraid... don't be afraid..."