My Foolish Snake Husband Wouldn't Stop Pestering Me

Chapter 100: I hate snakes

Duan Chen slept diagonally across from Yan Rui. He lay on his side and couldn't help but look at Yan Rui.

Although the bed was a single bed, it could sleep two people. Duan Chen, who couldn't sleep, simply got up and crawled onto Yan Rui's bed.

Yan Rui, who was in a daze, felt a little squeezed, let out an uncomfortable murmur, and continued to sleep.

At first, Duan Chen simply wanted to sleep next to Yan Rui. In the second half of the night, Duan Chen felt a little cold and began to scoop up the quilt.

The quilt was not caught, and the person was caught in his arms.

The two slept soundly, unaware, and slept until the bell rang.

Yan Rui hadn't had such a peaceful sleep for a long time.

Yan Rui, who was full of sleep, opened his eyes contentedly, but found that he did not know when he was lying beside Duan Chen, and was hugged tightly by him.

The heartbeat suddenly beat for half a beat, Yan Rui took a deep breath, tried to break free from Duan Chen, and pulled himself out of Duan Chen's arms.

He pulled out an arm and was pinned down by half of his leg.

Seeing that most of the time had passed, and it was almost too late, Yan Rui not only did not break free, but was exhausted and out of breath.

Duan Chen rubbed the back of Yan Rui's head, feeling that the person in his arms was dawdling so badly and disobedient, he pinched his buttocks.

"Good, go to bed." Duan Chen hasn't slept much in the past few days, and after a good night's sleep, he doesn't want to wake up.

What variety show has long been left behind by him.

Suddenly pinched on his butt, Yan Rui froze, a wave of heat crawled down his neck to his face, and his ears were hot and hot.

The bell outside was getting louder and louder, and if it was any later, the director would have to call someone.

Yan Rui stared at Duan Chen's face thoughtfully.

Half-paid, he took a deep breath, sank into his dantian, and lay beside Duan Chen's ear: "Get up!"

In the next second, Duan Chen picked up Yan Rui and sat up.

Fifteen minutes later, the training ground.

Duan Chen rubbed his ears. It had been so long, and his ears were still buzzing.

Facing the surprised and unbelievable gazes around him, Duan Chen naturally stood beside Yan Rui.

"I have no eyes, isn't that the president of the Duan Group?"

"Is this going to the countryside to experience life?"

"Why did President Duan come? Seeing him standing beside Yan Rui, shouldn't it be for Yan Rui?"

"I don't think it's possible." In fact, it's also possible. Isn't there a constant rumor on the Internet that there is a gold master behind Yan Rui? But if Duan Chen is really Yan Rui's gold owner, why was he so miserably hacked online before? The crowd was in doubt.

"Is Duan always a flying guest in this issue?" someone asked.

The director replied: "The flying guests will come at noon, and a welcome ceremony will be arranged at that time."

At noon, everyone changed into the clothes prepared for the show and prepared to welcome the last flying guest.

When the man walked over from the red carpet, Yu Fei and the others suddenly realized.