[I think I'm full of evil. In fact, I'm a squeamish, stupid, beautiful woman vs. Jumping back and forth. A pseudo-NTR lover. A wet, paranoid man and a ghost attack]
[Looks like brotherly sandwich biscuits, but is actually a cuckold perverted man's drama of chasing his wife directed and performed by himself]
Wen Zhiyu, the eldest son of the Wen family who covered the sky with one hand, died, and all his inheritance was left to his newly married commoner wife.
It was drizzling at Wen Zhiyu's funeral. Under the stacked black umbrellas, countless eyes were looking at the lucky and pitiful little widow - Wumeng.
Wumeng half-hided his face, revealing only the ends of his eyes that were red from crying, and he looked so sad and charming as he was about to cry.
It is said that Wumeng and Wen Zhiyu fell in love with each other at first sight. Although the couple got married not long ago, they were extremely affectionate.
Everyone couldn't help but sigh: What an unfortunate little beauty.
As everyone knows, Wumeng, who is crying so hard that he can hardly restrain the smile on his lips.
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He tried his best to hook up with Wen Zhiyu, originally thinking of getting a divorce if he got enough benefits.
Unexpectedly, my husband died suddenly.
It was his turn to live such a good life after being promoted and making a fortune after his husband's death, and from then on he was sitting on a billionaire inheritance.
After the crowd dispersed, Wumeng stood on tiptoes and kissed Wen Zhiyu's portrait. He couldn't help but smile, "Although you are tall and have eight-pack abs, I'm sorry. It's better for my husband to die."
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But Wumeng soon discovered something was wrong.
In the spacious and bright mansion, there always seemed to be invisible eyes peering at him;
In the bathroom after taking a shower, a blurry black shadow flashed past in the mirror;
In the deserted bedroom in the middle of the night, something cold and unfamiliar crept onto his ankles, entangled with him all night long...
The most frightening thing is that every morning when she wakes up, there are ambiguous red marks on Wumeng's fair skin, and she can tell at a glance that she has been bullied.
Wumeng was at a loss and went to the temple master. The master said that this was because his obsession with his deceased husband was still lingering and refused to leave. Only having sex with someone with strong yang energy could relieve it.
And if this person has the same bloodline as the deceased husband, the effect will be even better.
Wumeng's not-so-smart mind turned and thought of Wen Zhiyu's younger brother Wen Jueming.
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Wen Jueming was gentle and upright, and he always adhered to his sister-in-law's bottom line.
Wumeng spent a lot of effort to seduce him.
But soon, this high-altitude flower also bowed to him.
Wen Jueming pressed Wumeng on the big bed that once belonged to Wen Zhiyu, tossing him in countless ways, pressing his slightly bulging belly, and asking his brother again and again if he had ever been here.
Wumeng shook his head while crying. His confused thoughts prevented him from noticing the evil dog in the dark licking his sight.
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Life seemed to be back on track, and the rebellious Wen Zhiyu never appeared again.
Wumeng looked at Wen Jueming, who was sleeping soundly next to him, and thought it was time to kick him off.
In the blink of an eye, a cold hand covered his mouth, and a familiar voice slowly sounded in his ears.
"Why did the baby betray me?"
After saying that, the man came up to him and enjoyed him inside and out.
Wumeng was afraid of being noticed by Wen Jueming, so he bit the man's shoulder and did not dare to say anything.
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In this way, Wu Meng lived a confused life among brothers, dealing with Wen Jueming during the day, and having a fierce fight with Wen Zhiyu at night.
But one day when he was pressed in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Wumeng raised his head with tears in his eyes, and was caught off guard by the eyes of Wen Jueming behind him in the glass, which were exactly the same as Wen Zhiyu's.
Wumeng's eyes were stunned, "You... How..."
Wen Jueming smiled inexplicably, "Did the baby finally find out?"
In the French window in front of him, the blurry black shadow gradually turned into Wen Zhiyu, and then slowly merged with Wen Jueming.
Wen Zhiyu lifted Wumeng's chin and exchanged a long kiss with him, "Baby, you really need a lesson like this."
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Wumeng finally discovered in despair that there had never been any so-called Wen brothers. From the beginning to the end, it was just Wen Zhiyu's tricks.
Wen Zhiyu had some unknown quirks. He enjoyed the sight of his wife rolling and moaning under someone else's body, and at the same time enjoyed the pleasure of having everything about his wife in his hands.
So he fabricated the clone of Wen Jueming.
It's a pity that Wumeng discovered it too late. He had already fallen deeply into the trap carefully crafted by Wen Zhiyu and could no longer escape.
#Reading Guide:
1. Slice Gong, the younger brother is a slice of Gong, one soul and two bodies, but this does not change the fact that Gong is a pervert.
2. The lethal dose was warned, and the author's XP exploded.
3. It won't be too cruel, after all, the overall tone is sweet.
4. The protagonists are all imperfect characters, so please bear with me.
Concept: Love is as powerful as death
