Every day after the marriage, I prepare a funeral for my husband

Nan Su threw himself on the edge of the bed, and then began to vomit in a fake manner, trying to make Dianchen feel uncomfortable and get out of bed.

Dianchen raised his eyebrows, and seemed to finally realize something: "Nan Shizi, are you really drunk?"

How could Nan Su admit it, he ignored Dian Chen, just vomited and shouted: "I don't want to see you, I feel sick to my stomach when I see you, let's go!"

Dianchen paused for two seconds, his eyes darkened, and in a blink of an eye, his big hand touched that back, and began to pat lightly - he wanted to see how long he could vomit.

It turned out that retching was also a physical effort, and soon, Nan Su couldn't vomit anymore, so he could only fall back on the bed, eyes closed like a dead body, and shouted in a broken heart: Come!take off!

Although he felt that Dianchen was annoying, there was no doubt that when he was really drunk last time, they not only sent him back to the room, but even covered him with a quilt. After all, he was not worried His gentleman style.

It's just that he didn't know that the gentleman had changed his mind after his own death...

Suddenly, the corner of Nan Su's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help gasping.

When the belt was taken off, he only felt a big hand brushing against his abdomen inadvertently, just a little bit down, it was a slight distance, a thousand miles of stimulation, even through the middle coat, Nan Su still trembled as if his whole body had been electrified.

If it wasn't for pretending to be drunk, Nan Su really wanted to sit up and pat Dianchen on the shoulder: "Young man, the technique is good, let's go down the mountain and find a class!"

Dianchen smiled lightly: "It seems that he is really drunk, so it will be easy to handle."

As soon as the words fell, without any warning, Dianchen leaned over suddenly, and pressed Nan Su under him, caressing with his big palms, the shirt was lifted, revealing a large piece of skin, and the breath smelled like herbs. has landed on the neck...

"Oh my dear mother~"

Nan Su shook violently, finally opened his eyes and looked at the handsome face above his head, and said quietly: "Ah, I feel much better after vomiting, I seem to be awake~"

Dian Chen bent his lips and smiled: "That's really good."

Well done to you!

Just now the anger was still against Nan Su's stomach, but now he suddenly encountered such a situation, for a while, he couldn't tell whether he should be angry or bear it, he only had one thought, that is to pull back the shirt first, to cover himself That dispensable face, let's talk about other things.

But after pulling it a few times, it didn't move. Nan Su raised his neck to take a look, only to find that the two pieces of cloth were still firmly pressed under Dianchen's palm.

He suddenly raised his eyes to look at Dianchen, only to see the man looking at him quietly, with a hint of sharpness on his finely sculpted face: "You are really getting bolder, and you can burn the Sutra Pavilion?"

After talking about this, Nan Su calmed down, curled his lips, and raised his hand to gently press the center of his brow: "I drank a little too much, so I can't remember clearly. By the way, have I been to the Buddhist scripture pavilion today?"

Dian Chen sneered: "You are really good at lying."

Nan Su paused, and looked straight at Dianchen: "We have our own lives, what does it matter to you whether I lie or not?"

"You think I don't need to wipe your ass?"

"You can choose not to wipe it, as if someone forced you?"

As he was talking, Nan Su's anger flared up again, and with some inexplicable grievances, his tone became more and more eccentric: "Also, what do you mean by lying on the young master all the time? I But you are no longer drunk, you don’t need to sacrifice yourself for others! A dandy like me who visits brothels every day, a prodigal son who has tasted the lips of thousands of people, are you not afraid of getting sick if you get close?"

He finally found one of Dianchen's minefields.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, clouds began to gradually cover the man's handsome face, covering all his facial features, as if there was only a pair of beautiful eyes left, covering them directly, making it impossible to avoid.

Nan Su has always felt that if a person's spine can get chills from a certain kind of gaze, then that gaze can only belong to ghosts or snakes.

Obviously, Dian Chen belongs to the latter.

But after throwing away some frivolous feelings, such a menacing look is more like encouragement to Nan Su, encouraging him to dance wildly in the men's minefield.

New and old hatred add up, I really wish I could throw this person into the frying pan to relieve his hatred!How can it be?At worst, I will be beaten again!

Thinking of this, Nan Su resolutely gave up on being stubborn, but after desperately suppressing his anger, he silently said one, two, three, four...

When he was arguing with people before, he always used this method to keep himself calm, and then, when he counted to "eight" - punched suddenly, no one would have expected him to attack at that time!

Eight!

Nan Su grabbed Dianchen's neckline, pulled him down, and kissed that cold lips.

Dianchen: "!"

Everything happened so suddenly, the man's eyes widened suddenly, and before he had time to react, Nan Su had taken advantage of the situation and wrapped his arms around his neck, hanging on desperately, not giving him the slightest chance to retreat.

The romantic dude who has been called for several years is actually so pitiful that he doesn't even have much skill. He just clings to the temple with courage, clumsily pries open the teeth, and then...

I couldn't stand it anymore, and hurried out again.

His heart was actually trembling, and his fingertips were actually trembling, but he looked like a veteran in love, and smiled: "Do you like it?"

Nan Su knew that Dianchen was as surprised as he was now, or how disgusted he was.

But no matter what, the man's stunned expression did give him a bit of vengeful pleasure.With a certain kind of evil taste to vent, he leaned forward and pecked the slightly pale lips again, and asked innocently: "Sixth prince, do you like it?"

Diangou finally had a reaction, looked into his eyes slowly, and asked after a long while: "... What do you mean?"

Have you ever asked this sentence?

It's really a good reincarnation, who will the heavens spare! ! !

"I mean..."

Hanging around the man's neck, Nan Su said in the most sincere tone and coquettish expression in his life, "Brother, I like you."

Dianchen stared at him, his pupils trembled wildly, he opened his mouth, unable to speak, the whole person was like a mute who had lost his voice for many years.

Hahaha, happy, really happy!Nan Su's vengeance was avenged, he clapped his hands together and laughed exaggeratedly.

He didn't say anything, but this kind of laughter was enough to prove the sarcasm in it, Dian Chen was startled, and then narrowed his eyes for a moment.When all the emotions were reduced to zero, the last bit of warmth finally dissipated.

"You asked for it."

As soon as the words fell, Dian Chen bent down and kissed Nan Su at once.

Nan Su's laughter stopped abruptly, and when he subconsciously turned his head away, Dian Chen said coldly: "Why are you hiding, don't you like me?"

After saying that, a big hand clamped his entire mandible, forcing him to raise his face to bear the provocation brought by that cold lip.

I rely on!

come!Who is afraid of whom?

Nan Su became ruthless, and not to be outdone, he pressed the back of Dian Chen's head to show that he was invincible!

Rather than saying they were kissing each other, it would be better to say they were chewing each other.With a taste as if whoever shouted to stop first would be the grandson, they kissed deeper and deeper, and the bite became more and more fierce, even so fierce that both sides tasted a trace of blood.

They all felt that they were not interested in men, and that this was just a confrontation, but when they got angry, they all forgot for a short time that it was really not wise to use kisses to decide the outcome of a war.

The two lips were kissing deeply and airtightly, and it was difficult to even take a breath. No one wanted to be disadvantaged in this kind of thing, so the entanglement and handover became worse...

But people have to breathe, after a long time, the two finally stopped tacitly and chose to take a break from fighting.

It's just that, being so close, it's hard not to see the fine sweat on the other's forehead, the foggy eyes, and the intertwined lines of the bridge of the nose...

"Well."

The next moment, inexplicably calmed down, Dian Chen held Nan Su's face in his hands and closed his eyes.

Nan Su was a little absent-minded, only felt that all his emotions were driven by Dian Chen, his body softened little by little, and he couldn't help but grasp the clothes on the man's shoulders—as if there was sustenance in this way.

When he was no longer satisfied with such an exchange, Dianchen slowly left that lip, followed his cheek, and kissed behind his ear bit by bit, and finally said between his teeth: "Lady."

Nan Su's heart skipped a beat.Dianchen called him this many times before, but maybe the environment was wrong, the timing was wrong, and everything was wrong. He never knew that when these two words were whispered by the man in his ear, he would also call them away. his soul...

In a state of ignorance, Dianchen moved to his Adam's apple and kissed heavily, which finally made him gasp.

"Ah..."

So, everything came to an abrupt end at this moment.

Nan Su opened his eyes suddenly, as if he couldn't believe that the voice was made by himself, and suddenly lowered his eyes to look at Dianchen, only to find that the man was also staring at him, his eyes became extremely clear in an instant.

"..."

When the two swished apart, their breathing was still a little unstable.

Dianchen sat upright on the edge of the bed, with his big palms on his knees, staring straight ahead, not knowing what he was thinking.

Nan Su rolled directly to the innermost part of the bed, flicked his hair indiscriminately, and held his jacket tightly with both hands, but he didn't tie his belt, as if he was wearing a belt, and he would lose this game .

No one moved, no one spoke.

After a long time, Dian Chenfang glanced at him, and said calmly: "I was bitten by you and bled."

Nan Su responded vaguely: "Oh, I got it."

After another difficult silence passed, Dianchen said again: "How do you say?"

It turned out that even though there were two men, the side under him lacked more confidence, especially after thinking of his low panting, Nan Su fell asleep for a moment, and said in a plague-like tone: "Let you play a round, You win, get out!"

With a "creak", the door was opened, and then slammed shut again.

The room suddenly fell into dead silence, Nan Su bowed his body, staring blankly at the messy bedding, only feeling that his mind was getting more and more confused.Recalling Dianchen's appearance without turning his head, he suddenly felt a little bit sad...

So I suddenly didn't understand what I was doing, or what happened to me...

"Crench!"

Nan Su turned his head, only to see Dian Chen standing at the door.

Suddenly meeting those still calm eyes, Nan Su's lips moved, but he didn't bother to say anything, and simply turned around as if he didn't see it.

"you win."

Suddenly, a pair of long arms pulled him into his arms from behind, and immediately, the candle by the table was blown out, and the room was plunged into darkness.

Nan Su clenched his fists and asked softly, "What do you mean?"

"I mean..."

Dianchen turned him over and hugged him tightly, resting his chin on his forehead, said in a low voice: "I like you, I like you very much."