My foolish snake husband wouldn't stop pestering me (Mtl)

Ch 137: Yan Rui, What Is Your Heart Made Of?

 Hearing that Duan Chen was about to be discharged from the hospital, Assistant Zhang immediately bought two air tickets, and the flight at 6 o'clock in the afternoon would be able to reach city a at 9 o'clock.

    After booking the air ticket, Assistant Zhang went through the discharge procedures and left with Duan Chen with the luggage in the hotel.

    On the way, he looked at Duan Chen worriedly, not knowing what to say.

    Until now, he couldn't believe that Duan Chen was poisoned with only one week left.

    The poisoner was Yan Rui. The two were obviously still so affectionate before. Duan Chen also specially went to the auction to bid for a pair of male rings.

    Aware of someone looking at him, Duan Chen raised his eyes to meet Assistant Zhang's eyes.

    "Don't look at me with this look."

    "I'm sorry Duan President." Assistant Zhang realized that his eyes were too abrupt, and quickly lowered his head.

    Duan Chen closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair, his pale lips pursed slightly.

    Unexpectedly, one day, he would receive pitiful eyes from others.

    After getting off the plane, Zhang Zhuide sent Duan Chen away, but he was sent off by Duan Chen.

    There were a lot of taxis on the road, Duan Chen hired a car and drove back to the Southern District.

    Chen raised his hand and glanced at his watch when he got off the bus. It was ten o'clock by now, but the light upstairs was still on.

    Duan Chen took out the key and opened the door. There was a light in the living room, and a figure curled up on the sofa, covered with a thin blanket.

    Duan Chen was stuck in his heart, and a touch of scarlet flashed across his eyes.

    What a perfect acting skills, not only used in work but also in life, in order to poison him enough, Duan Chen couldn't help applauding him.

    He tugged at the corners of his mocking mouth, walked over quietly, and stood by the sofa, staring down at the man's sleeping face.

    "Yan Rui." Yan Rui

    , who was curled up on the sofa, moved when someone called him, and then opened his eyes.

    Just after waking up, there was a layer of mist on his eyes, watery, and they looked pure and harmless.

    It was this innocent appearance that deceived him, but now he still doesn't want to hate him.

    "Achen, are you back?"

    Duan Chen nodded and lowered his voice: "Why are you falling asleep here?"

    "I want to wait for you to come back." The

    heart seemed to be pierced by a needle and placed on his thigh. The hands on both sides shook hard.

    "Didn't I tell you that I will come back tomorrow? What if you are sleeping here if you catch a cold?"

    "Are you coming back tomorrow?" Yan Rui tilted his head, and then suddenly remembered that Duan Chen beat him at noon today. A phone call told him that something was delayed and he would not arrive until tomorrow.

    Yan Rui smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I forgot, but you still came back today, haven't you?"

    Duan Chen's eyes narrowed.