Dressed as the Male Protagonist's Cannon Fodder Ex-Husband

Flirting without knowing it, the golden finger is so open that the researcher, a straight male, attacks x every day, thinking that I want to kill him, and being flirted with repeatedly every day. Xie Siyao confiscated a student's novel in the research institute, and ended up slipping into the novel that night, becoming the cannon fodder man who used to humiliate the male protagonist. In the book, after the male protagonist married the original owner, the original owner humiliated him in every possible way, but the male protagonist could not bear it. Once he gained power, he chopped the original owner who had tortured him to death into minced meat and fed it to the pigs. Facing the dying male protagonist lying on the bed, Xie Siyao, who had just crossed over: "..." Isn't it just a house fight? I will make you whatever you want, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, food, clothing, housing and transportation. As long as you give me a laboratory, I can make anything that flies in the sky or swims in the sea. He didn't believe that he couldn't survive in the hands of the male protagonist. ———— As soon as He Yansui was reborn, he saw the husband who had tortured him into inhumanity standing in front of him. Just when he wanted to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin, he found that this husband seemed different from his previous life. "Xiao Sui, come here and try this wheelchair." ——To show hospitality for nothing is to be either an adulterer or a thief. "Xiao Sui, it won't hurt your eyes to write on this paper." ——The weasel pays New Year greetings to the rooster, showing uneasy kindness. "Xiao Sui, wear my newly knitted cashmere sweater." ——It's hard to refuse hospitality, so let's do it. Just when He Yansui thought he was the only one who owned these things, he discovered that people all over the street were wearing cashmere clothes, using snow-white rice paper, and rolling wheelchairs that didn't need to be pushed... He Yansui was so angry that he crawled into Xie Siyao's bed that night and looked at him condescendingly, his eyes red with grievance: "Didn't you say these were all made for me?" Intention: Study hard and make progress every day.