Chapter 123

  The man slowly turned the chair of Jiang Chuan, and after turning for a short while, he had to face the black-haired young man who was originally sitting behind him. At this time, the latter's nose tip and eye sockets were all red, like a small dog that had just been wronged or a rabbit that had been bullied by its owner. The man stared at him for a while before suddenly relaxing, and then opened his mouth without warning: "I've changed my mind."

  Jian Ran: "......?"

  Jiang Chuan: "No matter what you say, I won't throw you out of the window."

  He paused for a moment: "You really thought of doing this?"

  "Yes, but now you can continue telling your story." Jiang Chuan didn't answer his question and instead said, "I've had more patience with humans than animals on that day - to be honest, even I'm surprised myself, so before you finish telling your story, I might still be immersed in this surprise and won't rush to throw you off the building just yet."

  When Jiang Chuan said this series of words, his tone sounded calm and tranquil, just like a great detective who finally woke up one day to start reasoning with himself - that appearance looked charming yet annoying. He pursed his lips, stared at him for a moment, and then said: "You are more lovely when you are silent."

  "They say that people in the entertainment industry have a low cultural level, and it's really true. I've only been exposed to Chinese for a short time, but I already know that men can't use this adjective."

  "I'm happy with what I have, and in my eyes, my wife is lovely."

  "Are you going to tell a story or not?" Jiang Chuan looked completely unimpressed by Jian Ran's silly expression, and instead revealed an impatient look as he yawned, "I didn't sleep well during the day, and at night I was dragged up by you to play games on your behalf. Tomorrow I have to get up early, so either tell a story or go to sleep."

  The man stood up while talking, touched his hair that was washed clean before the game and found it had dried completely. He simply went to bed, just as he lay down, he felt the person who wanted to tell a story coming over with a rustling sound, stretched out his hand like a pervert and touched his eyelashes. Without looking, he accurately raised his hand to brush away the other's hand. When Jiang Chuan reopened his eyes, he met a pair of black pupils as expected. The two locked gazes for a moment - just a few seconds, the entire room was quiet as if time had stopped.

  Jiang Chuan closed his eyes again.

  “…Everything I said is true.” He lowered his eyes, and with Jiang Chuan inches away from him, their noses touching, when he spoke, he could even feel that when he opened his mouth to speak, his lips would unintentionally touch Jiang Chuan's. "I'm the hamster you raised, after becoming a vegetable, my soul somehow ran into a hamster's body, and the day I woke up was in a pet store, everywhere was fluffy and crowded, those mice were chattering nonstop, it seemed like if they stopped talking for even a moment, they would die from some kind of terminal illness...”

  "That is indeed the most suitable animal for you."

  He pretended not to hear Jiang Chuan's teasing, and reached out to touch the man's handsome face, touching it again and again, almost unable to stop - he watched as his fingertips lightly swept across the man's jaw in a ambiguous way: "Later, when I met you at the pet store, it was as if fate had brought us together, and you took me home. You insisted that I was a mother hamster, so you bought me a pink cage, a pink water bottle, a pink exercise wheel, and a pink food bowl. You took me home to your broken-down house, where the walls were covered in peeling paint that looked like it would rain dust if you spoke too loudly, and there was a spider web in the corner..."

  Jin Yan's voice was getting lower and lower, and when he lifted his eyelids again, he found that the man who had been closing his eyes to rest had already opened them at some point. He was now staring at him without moving or making a sound - feeling Jin Yan's pause, he raised an eyebrow: "Continue, I'm enjoying it."

  "You named me Ah Fei," Jing Ran said, "although I'm very slender."

  "It's really fat," said Jiang Chuan, "Anyone who has seen Ah Fei knows how fat that hamster is."

  "...This is an unsolvable topic, just like every human can't accept the fact that they are ugly, in everyone's eyes, they all belong to "above average" ...Said calmly, "That's because you haven't seen other hamsters, eating and sleeping, piling up food in their bowl until it's full, but Ah Fei won't do that, as a hamster, it's so elegant."

  "It won't fit, because the food bowl is too small, it can't be stuffed in." Jiang Chuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he grasped the black-haired young man's fingers that were scratching his chin, "And elegance?"

  "Now I'm really doubting whether you ever truly loved that hamster."

  "Having loved, now in exile for it, I am dying of pain."

  "So when it's now lying in your arms and arguing with you about its figure, you should naturally make concessions. It's not like you're going to die from the pain of saying that even a big rice bowl can't be filled."

  "The urge to throw you off the building has revived a bit," Jiang Chuan said, "but go ahead and continue telling your story."

  Jin Ran thought for a moment and was about to speak, when his phone on the bedside rang. He picked it up and saw that it was his agent calling to ask what he was doing and also to inform him that he had made it onto the hot search list again, with congratulatory messages and so on. Jin Ran casually replied with "Telling my wife a story, don't disturb" before tossing the phone aside. After that, no matter how many texts Fang Yu sent, he didn't look back, but instead took his time to tell Jiang Chuan in detail about how he had lain on top of the cage to study his "fake abs", and how he had pressed his face against the cage to sneak a peek at Jiang Chuan changing clothes and lick his "real abs" from afar.

  "I've always dreamed of doing this," she said, raising her hand to pinch the man's solid chest, her fingers playing with the dark protrusion on his chest until he became erect. He heard the breathing from above him slow down slightly, "Now I finally got to touch it."

  "As a hamster, such a dream is indeed great, I almost accept this setting." Jiang Chuan said coldly.

  He didn't feel offended at all, after all, when his goal was achieved, what others said was just nonsense - now he was satisfied with hugging the waist of his former unattainable master and putting him in his arms, openly touching his chest, the best part was that he couldn't even resist.

  Carefully pour out one by one the things that can be thought of.

  Including the time when Jiang Chuan was blackened, and the incident where he took eggs for Jiang Chuan - but the reaction of these men is not big, after all, this is not a secret... until Jin Ran mentioned that email which completely saved Jiang Chuan from the brink of collapse and made him make a beautiful comeback - Jin Ran knew that everything can be explained reasonably, but the origin of this email is something that Jiang Chuan cannot let go of to this day.

  After all, even someone with his identity can't find out where the email came from until now. It's believed that the laptop has been disassembled and maybe even the top German hackers have been used to query the source of the email, but Jiang Shi never mentioned it, which means he only got one piece of information: the email really did come from his computer.

  "That email was written by me." Jian Ran smiled, "I crouched on the table, using the pen you left in the room, and tapped out each key for a long time... At that time, I was prepared to go all out, and I didn't even know if I could wake up afterwards. I just thought about helping you out and giving myself an exit strategy. Maybe it's because I've been playing dumb as a hamster for too long, but at the time, I didn't think about the consequences, only that since someone was lying there anyway, what did those black things say matter? If I could help you..."

  Jiang Chuan slightly got up.

  The carelessness on his face was slightly restrained.

  He indeed was very concerned about that email.

  "My high school days, even my mom doesn't know that much about it. It's not a pleasant memory after all, and I also hate the sympathetic gaze of others..." Jian Yan lowered his voice and smiled to himself before continuing in a slightly hoarse tone, "So about Andrei...the whole story, except for me, no one else can..."

  Before he could finish speaking, the man's hand clamped down on his jaw, and he didn't know what it was about his words that ignited Jiang Chuan's anger. In any case, the man's grip was very strong, causing him pain, and at the same time, he heard Jiang Chuan's tone suddenly change from lazy to a voice that sounded somewhat menacing as he said -

  "Do you know that I've been tracking the whereabouts of that email all along?" The man paused, "Even now, I haven't given up."

  "I know." With a gentle and natural smile, she slightly touched the man's hand, and he relaxed a bit. She quickly saved her chin and said, "After all, your curiosity is also..."

  "This joke isn't funny, Yuan Jinran," At this moment, the man's pupils turned into a deep blue with unfathomable emotional waves. "It seems that our understanding of this issue has some deviations and misunderstandings. Do you think I'm so persistent in pursuing this matter because of my damn curiosity?... Have I ever told you that I've never been a person who cares about the process details? Once a thing gets a perfect solution, I won't go back to investigate the problems that occurred during the process..."

  He was taken aback for a moment.

  In his bewildered gaze, Jiang Chuan sat up a bit more, grasping the young man's wrist with black hair and pulling him closer to himself.

  "I'm still investigating because I'm uneasy about someone who knows you so well... even better than you think you know yourself - he knows your past, knows your sexual orientation, just like a tapeworm in your belly. And for such a person to do something to you is simply effortless, it's extremely dangerous, I won't tolerate the existence of such a threatening creature lurking in the unseen corners of the world."

  “……”

  "So I will definitely find him."

  "What's next?"

  Jiang Chuan fell silent.

  It seems that the man's answer is probably beyond what a normal person can imagine.

  But at this moment, he didn't have time to pursue so much, because even he himself was immersed in a state of shock: he never thought that Jiang Chuan's abnormal persistence on this matter was not due to his male self-esteem and chauvinism, but from start to finish, he was just for a non-existent, potential threat to Yuan Jianyan's personal hypothetical enemy...

  For a moment, he was so touched that he became a dog, being both surprised and careless at the same time.

  Jiang Chuan never mentioned this matter and just quietly took action - which makes the whole thing even more touching.

  "Stop looking," Jian Yan's voice was hoarse, and he touched the man's cheek. "That person is really me, and the email was sent by me. If you want to kill someone over this matter, I'm afraid you can only commit a righteous murder against your own husband."

  Before he could even finish speaking, he was flipped onto the bed.

  Looking at the aura emitted by the man pressing down on him, it seemed that the other party was extremely angry - because after a few seconds of silence, he started to pull down Jian Ye's pants without saying a word. After last night's "yoga training", the illusion that still needed to be lifted and closed had not yet disappeared, and Jian Ye was scared out of his wits by Jiang Chuan's actions: "What are you doing?! The bedtime story was going well, which part triggered your beastly nature -"

  "From head to toe." Jiang Chuan said as he directly pulled down the young man's underwear amidst his resistance, hearing the latter's loud cry. He was unmoved, lifting one of his legs to wrap around his own sturdy waist, his fingers accurately reaching a certain unmentionable part of the young man's buttocks, then suddenly thrusting in two fingers at once.

  He suppressed the urge to scream, his waist empty in mid-air: "Jiang Chuan, calm down, I haven't even finished telling the story and you're already exploding like a firework!"

  "Go on." The man's voice was devoid of emotion, his hands behind him expanding rapidly and forcefully with each gesture, as if each one was a declaration of dissatisfaction with the story so far. "What happened next? You sent me an email, then what?"

  "I won't say anymore, after saying it all I won't be able to see tomorrow's sun."

  Jiang Chuan heard this, his hand movement paused for a moment, and then he used his free hand to pinch the chin of the person in his arms, forcing him to look up at his face. Then, he revealed his white teeth and gave a chilling smile: "Too late, even if you wanted to see, you wouldn't be able to now."

  After finishing speaking, he suddenly broke into Jian Ran's body without any warning signs.

  The sudden impact almost pushed Jian Ran off the bed and onto the floor - if it weren't for Jiang Chuan's hand holding his waist to keep him balanced... The familiar feeling from last night came flooding back, pain, and an undeniable pleasure brought on by the fiery friction. Jian Ran's breathing grew heavier and heavier, nearly losing all control under Jiang Chuan's repeated thrusts...

  "There won't be such a ridiculous story in this world, Yuan Jinran." Jiang Chuan said calmly after a deep penetration, listening to the broken breathing frequency of the black-haired young man who was hit by himself, "Even if there is a screenwriter of the universe in one's mind, he can't write such a plot——"

  It's really unfair.

  He pressed his lips tightly and refused to speak again.

  But the man deliberately tormented him by moving his fingers, which were originally fixed on his waist, and directly inserted one of them into his lips to stir, pinching his wet tongue tip, completely disregarding the saliva that flowed down from the corner of his mouth as he couldn't swallow - when Jin Yan let out low moans because he couldn't bite his teeth tightly, he heard someone being unreasonable asking him to continue telling the story.

  He was driven to the verge of madness, thinking that you didn't believe him and still wanted to hear more of his story - what kind of mentality is this? But at this moment, the thing stuffed into his body was like a fire burning away his brain's ability to think, so under Jiang Chuan's "torture", he couldn't help but continue to tell the whole story in fits and starts.

  When he said "you found me a wife, little Hei, that little Hei is Xi De", he felt the man who was originally pressing on him suddenly slammed on the brakes.

  A drop of sweat rolled down Jiang Chuan's forehead and fell into his calm eyes, a wave of scorching pain, followed by a few seconds of deathly silence.

  When he finally managed to open his eyes, what entered his field of vision was his wife's pair of eyes.

  It's hard to describe what kind of eyes they were.

  But I'm guessing that at this moment, in Jiang Chuan's eyes, while fabricating a story for himself, he didn't forget to create a harem object, probably with the words "waiting to be played with/to death" written all over his face.

  "This is something you did yourself, you can't shift the blame to me, this innocent person... Ahhhhhh, slow down, slow down, damn it, don't put your fingers in there, it's already full and it's going to break, really can't take it... Ahhhhhh!!!!!!"