Rebirth of the dumb husband and wife

Chapter 5 Li Wei

The movement of the Huanyi Courtyard quickly alerted the whole house, and the housekeeper hurried to the Huanyi Courtyard with the servants and servants in the house.

Originally thought it was Song Jinshu who caused something and was punished by Yan Cheng in the Huanyi Courtyard, but what he didn't expect to see was the scene of Yingbi kneeling in the snow.

"Second Master, this..."

The wound on Yan Cheng's hand wasn't healed yet. As soon as it froze in the freezing weather, he felt that his head started to feel groggy again.

"Go and call the cook in the kitchen and all the servant girls in my room!"

Yan Cheng's face was pale from the cold, and he looked very bluffing. The little servant who was shaking his legs did not dare to delay for a moment, and ran away from the Huanyi Courtyard.

"Second Master..."

Song Jinshu observed Yan Cheng's movements and found that his lips were shaking from the cold, and he pulled his sleeve.

Yan Cheng thought he was uncomfortable, and hurriedly turned back to Song Jinshu's worried eyes, his heart softened at the moment.

He hugged Song Jinshu's soft waist, lowered his head and asked him softly what was wrong.

Song Jinshu was not used to kissing me and me in front of the servants' door. As soon as Yan Cheng's hand wrapped around Song Jinshu's waist, his whole body stiffened, and he didn't even dare to let out the air.

It wasn't until Yan Cheng asked him a second time that he came back to his senses.

Yan Cheng's body temperature was a little high due to his injury, and Song Jinshu only felt that the place where Yan Cheng was hugging was spreading around like a fire, making his face flush.

Song Jinshu took the robe off his body and handed it to Yan Cheng, signaling him to put the robe on his body to avoid catching a cold.

Look at this little baby, even if he is bullied, he still cares if he is cold.

Yan Cheng felt so sweet in his heart that he hugged Song Jinshu even tighter, took the robe over his shoulders and covered both of them inside.

Being surrounded by Yan Cheng's breath, Song Jinshu's heart beat faster and faster.

"In this way, neither of us will be cold." The

cook and the maid saw such a scene when they came, and their jaws fell into the snow. When did they see Er Ye Yan and Song Jinshu so close Pass.

When the little slaves came to call people, they didn't believe it, and now they have to believe it if they don't.

Without waiting for Yan Cheng to get angry, he consciously knelt in the snow.

Yan Cheng coughed a few times, hugged Song Jinshu, took a few steps back and sat in the reclining chair. Song Jinshu was afraid of pressing his wound, so he moved forward and was pulled back by Yan Cheng. On Yan Cheng's chest.

"I called you here today because I want to tell you that the elders and the younger are respectful and orderly."

Although Yan Cheng was ill, his aura did not diminish at all. He seemed to be lying on the reclining chair casually, with his legs wide open and his chin slightly raised, looking very comfortable.

It conveys an imposing aura.

"What's your name Song Jinshu?"

Yan Cheng's sudden question made everyone unable to react, and they looked at each other for a while and no one answered.

"Speaking, are you all dumb?"

Yan Cheng swept his hand, the teapot on the small table fell into the snow, and the hot tea inside was poured into the snow, and soon the snow was scalded by the temperature. melted.

"... young lady."

Yingbi's lips were white from the cold, her upper and lower teeth were chattering, and she couldn't speak very neatly.

"You still know that he is the young lady!"

Yan Cheng hugged Song Jinshu in his arms, smelled the natural fragrance emanating from him, and for a while was fascinated by the matter of being in bed with Song Jinshu.

"Know that he is the young lady and let him cook by himself? Know that he is the young lady and let him wash his clothes in cold water in the winter? Knowing that he is the young lady, what kind of attitude do you all have!

" In the bullying scene, Yan Cheng's heart felt like a piece of meat had been gouged out, and he was so bored that he couldn't speak.

Seeing that the kneeling cook's legs were already shaking, Song Jinshu couldn't bear to pull Yancheng's hand and shook his head at him.

"You're just too kind."

Yan Cheng shook his head and clenched Song Jinshu's hand.

Song Jinshu was just too kind, so he was treated like a soft persimmon and still didn't resist.

However, in this life, he has enough time to make Song Jinshu the real Second Young Mistress of Yan's House.

Thinking of this, Yan Cheng put his arms around Song Jinshu and stood up from the reclining chair. For a while, his body swayed slightly out of strength, but was quickly stabilized by Song Jinshu's eyes.

"If I see you disrespectful to Jin Shu again in the future, Yan's house will not be able to support your group."

Yan Cheng had already reached his peak, and if he kept going any longer, he might faint in the snow, so he pulled Song Jinshu's hand let him help him back to the room.