Rebirth of the dumb husband and wife

Chapter 8 Trouble

Song Jinshu didn't dare to fight, and he couldn't break free from Yan Cheng's hand. In the end, he bit his lower lip numbly and still Yan Cheng hugged him into his arms.

Yan Cheng is very strange, since he woke up yesterday morning.

Song Jinshu's thoughts drifted a little far, and he confirmed that he had not done anything recently that made Yan Cheng suddenly want to make fun of him, so he had to give up.

Yan Cheng has always been a playboy, and because he has some knowledge in his stomach, he has many followers and admirers around him, and his behavior is even more perverse.

Song Jinshu thought about it randomly, and unconsciously fell asleep.

He insisted on taking care of Yan Cheng's bed for a day, hungry and sleepy.

Yan Cheng lowered his head and saw Song Jinshu who was sleeping peacefully in his arms. He smiled and reached out to touch his lips. They were very soft, and they would sink in with the force of a gentle press.

Song Jinshu felt insecure even when he was sleeping. He curled up into a ball with his hands tightly grasping the front of his shirt.

Yan Cheng stretched out his arms around his shoulders with some distress, lowered his head and placed a shallow kiss on the cinnabar mole on his forehead.

When Song Jinshu woke up, it was already the next morning, the sky was already very bright, the voice of the maids talking outside the room, and the rustling of snow in the yard.

Song Jinshu lifted the quilt and wanted to get up, but when he saw his condition, he immediately hid under the quilt.

The clothes on his body had been taken off long ago, and he was wearing only a snow-white single shirt, not even trousers, and his two slender thighs were entangled uncomfortably.

Song Jinshu's face immediately turned red, Yan Cheng was not in the room, and the clothes on his body had been taken out by the maid to wash.

He looked around the room for a week and couldn't find any trace of his clothes, and the cabinet where Yan Cheng put his clothes was in front of the wall by the window.

He lowered his head and thought about the probability that he would be beaten to death by Yan Cheng when he ran to the cabinet with bare legs and took out a set of Yan Cheng's clothes and wore it on his body.

He didn't usually sleep with Yan Cheng, so he didn't leave his clothes in the room. Song Jinshu first experienced what is called despair.

Before he could get out of his despair, the door curtain in the inner room was opened, and a woman wearing a pink skirt and a white fox fur came in.

Seeing Song Jinshu lying on the bed, his face turned pale. Pointing to Song Jinshu

, who was wrapped tightly on the bed, he was almost speechless, and finally he could only stomp his foot, "Why are you still lying on brother Yancheng's bed!"

It was also a change, but it was quickly replaced by helplessness and fear.

This is Tao Xuejiao, the younger sister of Yan Cheng's friend, who lives in the backyard of Yan Mansion all year round. The maids all said that if Song Jinshu, who has no name and no surname, was holding a marriage contract, Tao Xuejiao would definitely be the mistress of Yan Mansion.

Since Song Jinshu married into Yan's mansion, Tao Xuejiao has always come to trouble him every once in a while. Song Jinshu usually avoided it, but this time, Tao Xuejiao was actually seen by Tao Xuejiao on Yancheng's bed.

Seeing that Song Jinshu didn't move, Tao Xuejiao almost clenched a mouthful of silver teeth, her face was both angry and jealous, she walked in front of Song Jinshu and yanked the quilt away.

"You shameless countryman, how dare you sleep in broad daylight—"

Tao Xuejiao's voice stopped abruptly. She looked at Song Jinshu's appearance in the quilt, and blood rushed to her head.

He raised his hand, ready to throw a slap.