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

noon.

When Asan and Ainone walked side by side to the gate, they heard the hearty laughter of Song Wenjing and Shen Ze.

The two insects looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion.

"Lieutenant General Ainorn, now that the matter is resolved, you should take your lord and leave my house." Asan said bluntly.

Anyway, they have been at odds for more than a day or two, so why let Inoun stay here and be an eyesore?

"Okay, I understand." After saying that, Inoun took the lead.

There was a hint of doubt in Asan's eyes. This time, this hypocritical insect Inoun was not sarcastic?

Asan followed Ailon with a slightly unsteady pace. He walked side by side with Ailon, unwilling to admit defeat, adjusting his clothes and military cap as he walked.

I must show my best side to Song Wenjing.

Even the exhaustion in his body could not withstand the moment when Asan saw Song Wenjing. As soon as he saw Song Wenjing, he immediately became more energetic.

Seeing Asan's unwillingness to admit defeat, Inoun found it a little funny.

The competitive look has never changed!

"Mr. Wen Jing..." Asan shouted. After greeting Shen Ze, he walked up to Song Wenjing.

Song Wenjing grabbed his hand with a worried look on his face and asked hurriedly, "Are you hurt?" Song Wenjing wanted to check Asan from inside out.

"I'm not hurt, sir, don't worry!" Asan said.

When Shen Ze saw Ainon, he ran over and hugged him happily, "Woo woo woo, Ainon, you are finally back. I was so worried about you."

"I miss you too." Ainon hugged Shen Ze and said to Song Wenjing in gratitude, "Thank you for saving my life. If you need Ainon in the future, just let me know. I will do my best to help you."

Song Wenjing smiled and said, "I'm willing to die for you, but that's too much. Don't bother with Asan's rude behavior in the future. Consider it your reward."

Asan's face was filled with displeasure when he heard this, but he didn't say anything. He just looked at Song Wenjing pitifully, as if he was acting like a spoiled child.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency Song Wenjing. I won't argue with Asan any more, but..." Ainorn paused and suggested, "Being too impulsive isn't a good thing either."

"I'll take Shen Ze away first, you guys chat slowly." After saying that, Inoun picked up Shen Ze and walked towards the door.

"Hey... hey... I haven't finished speaking..." Shen Ze was picked up by Enon and walked towards the door with a confused look on his face.

"Sir, be good and stop making trouble." Inoun said, speeding up as he spoke.

Shen Ze could only helplessly lie on Ainone's shoulder and say goodbye to Song Wenjing.

Song Wenjing waved his hand, "Take care, come and play when you have time!"

Before Song Wenjing could finish his words, Enon ran even faster.

Haha! Asan's leader wasn't a good person either. With just a few words, he wanted to make him undo all the consequences Asan had caused him.

How can such a good thing exist in the world?

I wonder how many words Song Wenjing had coaxed out of the Hero at Asan's house? The Hero was too naive, and he must not be allowed to communicate with His Excellency Song Wenjing.

On the warship, Ainon asked curiously, "Shen Ze, did His Excellency Song Wenjing ask you a question?"

Although Shen Ze was a little angry about what Ainon had just done, he calmed down in a moment. "He asked me a lot of questions, and I almost forgot them all."

Ainon: “…….”

"You won't tell me everything, will you?"

"I've already told you that Brother Song is a good guy. The cakes he makes are delicious. I've hidden some and plan to share them with you."

Shen Ze took out a packet of paper from his pocket and handed it to Ainon stupidly, "Ainon, smell it, it smells so good."

Brother Song makes a lot of food that’s even more delicious than his (●°u°●)? "

Shen Zedu wanted to learn it and let Enon have a taste after he learned it.

Ainorn felt a pang of heartache. His naive lord had been tricked into believing everything. And in the end, all he got were these awful, crooked cakes?

Asan...you are awesome!

Not only was this insect causing him trouble, but now there was also a male insect. This male insect was even more sophisticated, otherwise Shen Ze would not have been so foolish as to trust Song Wenjing so much.

"Thank you, Your Excellency..."

"Brother Song is so nice. He even told me to go to him for support if I'm bullied."

Haha! Does Mr. Song Wenjing think he is dead?

On the surface, Ainone's smile was prettier than any flower, but in her heart she was cursing Song Wenjing and Asan.

"The fruit at Song's house is so sweet. He gave me several and I was so full after eating them all. And Song is really good at telling jokes. I almost fainted from laughing."

There's fruit at home, it's just a joke, I can learn it too.

"Ainon, you don't know how good Brother Song is. I have no friends here, and now I finally found a good friend."

There was a hint of joy and excitement in Shen Ze's words.

Not only did Inoun feel pain in his heart, but his head also began to ache slightly.

The Lord has such a good impression of Mr. Song Wenjing. If he said that Mr. Song Wenjing had bad intentions, the Lord would definitely not believe it.

Now he can only swallow this loss in silence!

Maybe once he gets home, the Lord will ask him not to fight so hard with Asan next time.

……

Seeing that the troublesome bug had left, Asan immediately threw Song Wenjing onto the sofa and kissed Song Wenjing on the cheek.

He snorted coldly and said, "Sir Wen Jing, how am I rude? I'm so gentle to you, I don't dare to say a harsh word to you."

Asan said that his young heart was hurt and it would never heal without three kisses.

Song Wenjing smiled and kissed his lips from below. After a while, he said, "Are you okay? My dear Asan, it's all my fault for my inappropriate words just now."

Song Wenjing was happy to kiss his sweetheart.

Song Wenjing knew that Ainon would definitely take what he had just said to him to heart. He would also think that he was a little scheming and would make Shen Ze stay away from him.

At most, I could only tolerate Asan a few times because he saved Shen Ze. If he was too impulsive, there would be nothing I could do.

The protagonist's patience is limited.

Asan raised his chin proudly and said, "Since Lord Wen Jing has said so, I have no choice but to forgive you." As soon as he finished speaking, Asan left a mark on Song Wenjing's cheek without caring about his modesty.

Song Wenjing felt his movements but did not stop him.

After a while, Asan stopped, leaned his head on Song Wenjing's shoulder, and hummed comfortably.

Song Wenjing patted his shoulder gently.

Aya had already gone back to her room wisely.

"Asian, these past few days I always feel a heat in my body, it's so uncomfortable." He always felt like he had taken an aphrodisiac.

Asan murmured, "Heat?" The next second, Asan looked up with sparkling eyes and said, "Sir Wen Jing, this is a sign that your second fever is about to come."