68 : He become a glutton

Can memory distortion cause a change in personality?

The system, pressing against the mosaic-covered door, replied: 【Yes, host.】

Can it change that much?

Shang Chengnin used to like saying these strange and embarrassing things, but he would stop when he saw the frown on his face.

Unlike now, these words were coming at him like a tidal wave. Things

like "You're so narrow," "You like to grab my back," "Your feet can't even touch the ground," "You used to call me husband," and so on. The explicit things made Yin Luo's ears burn, and the heat spread throughout his body, making him feel like he was being steamed.

"Stop talking..."

Yin Luo would bite his lower lip tightly when he was thinking or feeling uncomfortable.

The skin on his lips was very thin, as if it couldn't contain the flesh inside, and it would burst out with the slightest touch. A couple of light bites turned it bright red, making his face look exceptionally beautiful.

Especially since the owner of his lips, because of nervousness, stuck out his pink tongue and licked the corners of his mouth twice.

It became shiny.

Yin Luo was even more beautiful. Shang Chengning's breathing became erratic and out of control. Without hesitation, he pulled Yin Luo up by the waist. The other person had to look up at him.

The atmosphere became ambiguous and heated. Shang Chengning quickly pressed his lips to Yin Luo's—just as soft as he remembered. His lips parted automatically without any effort.

His little wife liked red roses, but little did she know that he himself was like a fresh and juicy rose.

Although Yin Luo had come to heal Shang Chengning, it didn't mean he would let the man do those things to him. These memories were both bittersweet and numbing, and Yin Luo was afraid of being dominated by these feelings.

After being held and kissed for a while, he was thinking about how to get through the night when the doorbell rang.

Because they wanted to have some alone time, Shang Chengning had sent all the servants away, so no one was there to open the door for them.

But Shang Chengning didn't seem to realize this.

He continued to kiss Yin Luo as if he hadn't heard it, and Yin Luo trembled as she tried to avoid his kisses, only to be chased down and pressed against him again.

Clinging to him like a dog waiting for its owner to come home.

Yin Luo reached out and pressed Shang Chengning's head down, his fingers filled with the other's black hair. Shang Chengning's hair was different from his; it was stiff and prickly, hurting his fingers.

"Someone...someone's looking for me..." Yin Luo used a bit of force, pulling Shang Chengning away from his face by his hair.

His cheeks and chin were red from being rubbed, and he was breathing softly, his eyes misty, urging the other, "Aren't you going to open the door?"

He didn't have much strength.

But Shang Chengning didn't dare disobey. He put Yin Luo down, his longing and possessiveness still there. After putting him down, he kissed the other's lips hard before going to the door, unsatisfied.

Shang Chengning had a pretty good idea of ​​who was outside.

He hadn't seen any outsiders for the past three years. At first, some people tried to come looking for him, but after they found out, they stopped coming because they couldn't see him.

In the middle of the night, only those dogs would come looking for him, drawn by the smell.

Shang Chengning wanted to unplug the doorbell, but Yinluo slowly put her arm around his from behind, asking, "Who is it?"

She seemed unusually dependent. Shang Chengning was captivated by her beauty and turned on the video doorbell.

Sure enough, a sports car was parked outside the garden fence, and the screen was filled with two men.

Shang Chengning sneered inwardly. These two men were the ones who had pursued Yinluo most relentlessly, always hovering around her. Now that Yinluo was married to him, why were they still clinging on? On the other end

, Lu Ran saw Shang Chengning answer the call, glanced at the screen, and froze: "What the hell happened to you?"

Shang Chengning, who hadn't even had a chance to shoo her away, was speechless

. Although he was angry and wanted to argue, he had to maintain his image in front of his wife. Shang Chengning composed himself, his face darkening: "What brings you here?"

"Looking for someone."

Lu Ran stared at the screen for a long time, almost trying to see through it.

He'd been here a few times when Yinluo first disappeared, but Shang Chengnin seemed traumatized, hiding inside and refusing to come out, gloomy like someone with autism.

Now, this autistic guy had actually come to answer the doorbell.

Lu Ran's mind worked incredibly fast in this regard; he almost immediately knew Yinluo was nearby. Ignoring Shang Chengnin, he leaned closer, his handsome face discarding his aloof image, and called out, "Yinyin? Are you there?"

Yinluo looked past Shang Chengnin's body, which was intentionally or unintentionally obscuring the screen, and saw Lu Ran... and Duan Muze beside him.

Even through the screen, he could feel the unapproachable aura emanating from Duan Muze.

He was even more aloof now.

Yinluo thought of the garden full of roses he'd planted for him and felt incredibly guilty. Of course, this guilt also contained other complex emotions.

But why was he here? And with Lu Ran, no less.

Yin Luo's face appeared on the screen, and she tentatively called out, "Duan Muze?"

Lu Ran: "..."

He looked aggrieved, as if his tail was drooping behind him: "Yin Yin, I'm so close, didn't you see me?"

Yin Luo immediately composed herself: "Lu Ran."

Only then did Lu Ran's brows relax slightly.

Duan Muze remained silent beside her, but his gaze was fixed on Yin Luo on the screen, as if trying to see through the young man.

Yin Luo also felt it, mainly because of that gaze, which was like it wanted to devour him. He couldn't ignore it and could only awkwardly turn his face away.

Shang Chengning felt a sense of crisis and didn't intend to let them chat idly like this: "If there's nothing else, you can leave. There are security guards outside. Be careful not to be arrested as a suspicious person."

"..." Since Lu Ran had come, he wouldn't leave so easily. He couldn't count on Shang Chengning, so he could only place his hopes on Yin Luo.

Just then, a timely rain came from outside.

Lu Ran: "Yinyin, it's raining here."

Lu Ran: "So cold."

Lu Ran: "Sleeping outside might make you catch a cold."

Yin Luo: "..."

Even if he was dense, he could see through Lu Ran's little scheme, but the opening ceremony was the next day, and he didn't want them to keep going on like this. So he tugged at Shang Chengning's sleeve and said softly, "Why don't we let them in? It's already late, and it's not good to disturb others."

Shang Chengning wanted to say that this was a villa area, and the buildings were far apart, so they wouldn't disturb others. But Yin Luo kept shaking his arm and looking at him with that kind of gaze.

The old man's bones almost melted. He felt that he had already married her, so what was there to be afraid of? So he opened the iron gate.

The stray dogs didn't waste a second and swarmed over.

*

Soon, the two entered the villa's living room.

Duan Muze and Lu Ran exchanged a knowing glance at Yin Luo. The screen had made things a little blurry, but now they noticed that Yin Luo's lips were very red, clearly from a recent kiss.

Both of them had experienced that kind of kiss before and knew that the degree of redness was related to the type of kiss.

Lips raw and swollen, chin and cheeks red from the impact, eyes still misty—she must have been kissed recently, perhaps with her entire body pressed against someone, or… pressed against a wall.

In short, it was intense.

Duan Muze and Lu Ran's gazes simultaneously slid down, naturally landing on Yin Luo's fair neck. A small hickey between her collarbone and chin was particularly noticeable.

Yin Luo could clearly sense the atmosphere becoming tense, so she took the initiative to ease it: "...When are you going back?"

The two who had just entered were

speechless. Shang Chengning, on the other hand, smiled slightly: "Just say what you need to say quickly, my wife and I need to go to bed to rest."

Actually, the words "go to bed" were optional, but the way they were said made it clear to everyone that the two were going to sleep in the same bed.

However, ignoring this, there was still a problem.

Lu Ran exclaimed "Ah!" and looked at Shang Chengning with the eyes of someone looking at a lunatic: "Are you fucking insane? What nonsense are you spouting? When did Yin Luo become your wife? Let me tell you, she has nothing to do with you. Your engagement agreement was fake, let alone the fact that it's already been dissolved. If you don't believe me, go home and ask your mother!"

Yin Luo was speechless.

Every word Lu Ran said echoed in the villa's large living room, especially the last sentence, "Go home and ask your mother."

System: [He's so good at insulting people, will Shang Chengning get sick from this?] Upon hearing the

system's words, Yin Luo immediately glanced at Shang Chengning with concern. However, the other party showed no anger or shock, even calmly retorting, "Are you trying to sow discord between my wife and me?"

Yin Luo breathed a sigh of relief: [Are your brainwaves abnormal?]

System: [No change.]

That's good. Unlike last time, Yin Luo couldn't see anyone's favorability or bullying value this time. The system could only detect the brainwaves of the three people. These three brainwaves were connected to Duan Muze's brainwaves in reality. If there was an abnormality, it meant there was danger.

Therefore, Yin Luo tried her best to go along with the three people's wishes and avoid showing any agitation. Saying

things like what Lu Ran did earlier was absolutely unacceptable.

Seeing Lu Ran open his mouth as if he was about to say something, Yin Luo immediately gave him a look, signaling him to stop talking.

Lu Ran understood, and although he disliked Shang Chengning intensely, he shut his mouth.

Duan Muze hadn't spoken from the beginning, his gaze fixed on Yin Luo without ever leaving her. Although Yin Luo's back was numb from being stared at, it was still better than resorting to violence.

Shang Chengnin didn't seem to intend to provoke the two younger personalities; at least on the surface, things appeared harmonious.

Yin Luo breathed a sigh of relief: [As expected, older people are more stable.]

System: [Yes, a thirty-six-year-old virgin is probably going to be pent up.]

Yin Luo's shoulders stiffened at the comment, and he frowned as he began to consider his current situation. A

newlywed wife he hadn't seen for three years, a thirty-six-year-old husband, and they had just finished being intimate in front of the French windows… all these conditions seemed to foreshadow one thing:

his back and legs would be sore.

Yin Luo didn't want to experience that again.

He looked up at the three tall men surrounding him and suddenly realized that this situation was for the best.

With all three present, it would be easy to observe the cause of the personality split, and if one of them wanted to do something strange to him, the other two wouldn't let it go unpunished.

Yin Luo decided that he would try his best not to leave anyone alone in the future.

At this moment, Shang Chengning had already begun to dismiss them: "We've met, so let's leave the conversation for later. It's getting late."

Lu Ran, who had just been given a meaningful look by Yin Luo, dared not speak out of anger, and could only glance at Duan Muze beside him: "Hey, say something too. You've been acting like you've lost your soul since earlier."

Duan Muze then looked away and said decisively

, "I want to stay here." Lu Ran was stunned for a moment, "Me too!"

Shang Chengning sneered, a storm brewing in his eyes. He was about to shoo away these two shameless, meat-grubbing dogs when his sleeve was tugged.

Turning around, Yin Luo smiled sweetly at him: "Let them stay here. I have something to ask them, and I'm going to the film set with Lu Ran tomorrow anyway."

Shang Chengning's expression darkened.

He could no longer control his emotions, grabbed Yin Luo's hand, and dragged her to the bathroom.

The door slammed shut, bringing with it a warm breeze, mixed with the man's minty scent. Then, the door was locked from the inside.

Her voice was exceptionally clear in the confined space, and Yin Luo's legs went weak.

He took a small step back, lowering his eyelashes, not daring to look at Shang Chengnin's expression. He had a feeling the other was quite angry.

Shang Chengnin moved closer, blocking a large portion of the light, and his breath washed over Yin Luo, making his head feel hot and itchy.

His eyes and earlobes reddened.

The long silence made him particularly uneasy, so he looked up.

Shang Chengnin suddenly realized that his wife seemed to have changed.

Her eyes had upturned corners, and every glance seemed seductive, yet upon closer inspection, they were incredibly innocent.

Like a green fruit ripening, ripening until the skin bursts open, the flavor inside so rich it beckons. But

it just hung on the branch, completely passive.

Every step was a willing surrender.

Shang Chengnin's throat was dry, and after a moment, he leaned closer.

"Yin Yin, you've become greedy."

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