At the beginning, Duan Chen loved Zhou Ran so much that he almost lost his life when he exchanged blood for Zhou Ran, but now, Duan Chen said he didn't love him if he didn't.
He didn't know how Duan Chen could fall in love with someone.
How long can he be good to himself now?
Even a dead-end love can't be achieved in a lifetime, let alone a whim.
Yan Rui looked up at the rearview mirror, those black and white eyes looked at Duan Chen's eyes, as if to look deeply, and the hand on his knee moved unconsciously.
"Aren't you really going to love only one person in your life?"
Duan Chen narrowed his eyes, as if he had remembered something, so he changed his mouth and smiled softly: "Maybe, for you..." He paused, "I might try it once."
Yan Rui's pupils dilated slightly, perhaps because he was drunk. At this moment, there was so much noise in his ears that he couldn't hear anything clearly.
He hurriedly asked again, "Can you say it again?"
Duan Chen coughed dryly and lowered his head: "Don't say anything, I'll just say good things once."
The tip of his right ear that was exposed in the rearview mirror quietly turned red.
Yan Rui was stunned for a while, and after arriving at the villa in the southern district, Duan Chen took him out of the car.
Yan Rui was stunned at first, the bag in his hand fell to the ground with a slam, Yan Rui reached out and wanted to take it: "My cake."
Duan Chen clasped his waist tightly. Compared with his tall body, Yan Rui looked too petite, so that Duan Chen could easily imprison him in his arms, his arms and Xiong's chest were like copper walls and iron walls, let him do whatever he wanted. Flutter and struggle can't shake half a point.
"You like to eat cake, I can let you buy it every day."
"No, this cake was specially reserved for you." The alcohol made Yan Rui's face flush, but when Duan Chen's eyes fell, he felt shy.
Duan Chen looked at the bag that fell on the ground, hugged Yan Rui and bent over to pick it up.
If Assistant Zhang saw this move, he would definitely be shocked.
Duan Chen has a slight obsession with cleanliness, and he wouldn't want the food that fell on the ground even if it was separated by a layer of bags.
"Then let's eat together later."
Yan Rui looked at his face close at hand: "Achen, put me down, I can go."
Duan Chen's fingers were still hooked on the rope of the cake packaging bag, and he imprisoned Yan Rui's body with both hands, and he didn't want to let go of him at all.
Duan Chen carried Yan Rui directly into the villa and returned to the bedroom.
The master bedroom has recently been refurbished, with a generally plain gray, light gray mattress and curtains, dark gray carpet, and a single sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The overall style is a very modern cool color, with a low-key luxury in simplicity.
Yan Rui was half thrown in the middle of the big bed by him, followed by the man's body.
A piece in the middle of the bed sags like that.
He was lying under him, and all he could see was Duan Chen's face, handsome, restrained, and sexy.
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