Rebirth of the dumb husband and wife

Chapter 7 Sober

Not long after Yan Chi left, Yan Cheng gradually woke up.

It was probably because he was burning that his mind was not clear. Seeing Song Jinshu lying beside the bed, Yan Cheng grabbed his wrist abruptly, as if trying to break his hand with all his strength.

Song Jinshu had a light sleep, but he woke up immediately when he grabbed him like this, looking at Yan Cheng, who could be regarded as a gaffe in horror.

Facing the fear in Song Jinshu's eyes, Yan Cheng released his hand from holding Song Jinshu, lowered his head and looked at the candlelight by the table, Song Jinshu's wrist was already blue.

A little annoyed, he stretched out his hand and rubbed it, but Song Jinshu shrank back a bit, as if he was about to withdraw his hand and finally restrained it, so he placed it in front of Yan Cheng so abruptly.

Seeing his reaction, Yan Cheng felt distressed and felt that he was not a human being.

He picked up the medicinal wine beside the bed and smeared it on Song Jinshu's hands. He had just had a nightmare, dreaming that he and Song Jinshu fell off the cliff together. Song Jinshu was smashed to the ground under him trying to save him.

There was still cold sweat on his forehead, and even the hand that applied the medicine to Song Jinshu was trembling, and he had to restrain himself so that he would not be noticed.

The room was so quiet that only the intertwined breathing of the two could be heard. Yan Cheng's breathing was still a little short. He was someone who had just died once, and the dream he had just now was really not a good sign.

Song Jinshu lowered his eyelashes, his high nose bridge cast a shadow on both sides of his nose, and his black hair like a crow's feather was tied behind his head at will, which made the cinnabar mole on his pale complexion bright and moving.

Yan Cheng applied the medicine to Song Jinshu and did not let go of his hand. Instead, he pulled Song Jinshu to the bed. Song Jinshu's face turned red, and he finally sat down beside Yancheng with tears in his eyes.

Looking at his appearance, Yan Cheng knew that Song Jinshu must have thought of something bad.

With a sigh, he wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. The wound ointment was very useful. His hand would no longer hurt.

His tone was distressed and helpless, "If you don't like it, you can refuse me, and I won't force you any more."

Song Jinshu looked up at Yancheng as if he couldn't understand the words.

reject?

He still remembered the consequences of his rejection last time. He was tortured by Yan Cheng on the bed without hesitation for a whole night. Afterwards, he was completely ill for a month before getting better.

The Yan family now belongs to Yan Cheng, and no one dares to reject him, let alone Song Jinshu, who has never had any status.

He just thought that this was what Yan Cheng said in a confused way, he didn't take it to heart, and he didn't nod to accept it.

Looking at him like this, Yan Cheng knew that Song Jinshu didn't take it seriously at all, and he also knew that this matter could not be rushed.

Song Jinshu had been married to him for almost half a year, and every time he either forced others, or drove them out of the room, made him sleep in the woodshed, and beat him in front of the servants.

Now I tell people that I love you too much, I have reformed and I will treat you well.

It's good not to be regarded as a lunatic by Song Jinshu.

Yan Cheng took off a white white jade pendant from his waist and hung it on Song Jinshu's waist. This jade pendant was asked by Mr. Yan for his eldest and second sons in the temple. He took it with Yan Chi for ten years and never took it off.

Song Jinshu didn't dare to accept it, and struggled to return it to him, but was forcefully suppressed by Yan Cheng.

"If I treat you like this again in the future, just slap me in the face."

As he said that, he grabbed Song Jinshu's hand and slapped him in the face, which made people teary again, and the force hit his face like a tickling.