Song Jinshu didn't dare to fight, he couldn't break free from Yan Cheng's hand. In the end, he bit his lower lip numbly as Yan Cheng continue to wrap him in his arms.
Yan Cheng is very strange since he woke up yesterday morning.
Song Jinshu's thoughts drifted away, and he confirmed that he hadn't done anything recently that made Yan Cheng suddenly want to play tricks on him, so he had to give up.
Yan Cheng has always been a playboy, and because he is fairly knowledgeable, he has many followers and admirers around him, and at times his behavior is even more perverse.
Song Jinshu's thoughts went wild and he fell asleep without knowing it.
For the whole day, he exhaustingly took care of Yan Cheng, who lay on the bed, making him hungry and sleepy.
Yan Cheng looked down and saw Song Jinshu sleeping peacefully in his arms, smilingly stretching out his hand to touch his lips. His lips felt so soft, that would sink in with his strength when he pressed them lightly.
Song Jinshu felt insecure even in his sleep. He curled up into a ball with his hands tightly grasping the front of his shirt.
Yan Cheng put his arms around his shoulders in anguish, lowering his head to plant a shallow kiss on the cinnabar mole on Jinshu's forehead.
When Song Jinshu woke up, it was already the next morning. It was very bright outside. There were the voices of 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 turned red immediately, Yan Cheng was not in the room, and the clothes on his body had been taken out by the maid for cleaning.
He looked around the room for some time and couldn't find any traces of his clothes, and the cabinet where Yan Cheng put his clothes was in front of the wall by the window.
When he ran to the cabinet with bare legs and took out a set of Yan Cheng's clothes, he thought about the probability of being beaten to death by Yan Cheng, lowering his head, and finally giving up with a blank face.
He usually doesn't sleep with Yan Cheng, so he didn't leave his clothes in this room. Song Jinshu for the first time experienced what being in despair is.
Before he could get out of his hopeless situation, the door curtain in the inner room was opened, and a woman wearing a pink skirt and white fox fur came in.
Seeing Song Jinshu lying on the bed, her face turned pale immediately.
Pointing at Song Jinshu, who was wrapped tightly in the quilt, couldn't even say a word, and could only stomp his foot, "Why are you still lying in brother Yan Cheng's quilt!"
Song Jinshu looked at the status, and his face changed, but it was quickly replaced by helplessness and fear.
This is Tao Xuejiao, Yan Cheng's good friend's younger sister, who stayed in the backyard of the Yan Mansion for over a year. The maids all speculated that if Song Jinshu, who was holding a marriage contract, was killed halfway, Tao Xuejiao would definitely be the mistress of the Yan Mansion.
Ever since Song Jinshu married into the Yan family, Tao Xuejiao always came to trouble him from time to time. Song Jinshu usually avoided her by hiding himself, but this time Tao Xuejiao saw him in Yan Cheng's bed.
Seeing that Song Jinshu didn't move, Tao Xuejiao almost gritted her silver teeth. Showing an expression of anger and jealousy on her face, she walked up to Song Jinshu and pulled the quilt abruptly.
"You shameless hick, how dare you sleep in the broad daylight..."
Tao Xuejiao's voice stopped abruptly, she stared at Song Jinshu's appearance in the quilt, and blood rushed to her head.
She raised her hand, ready to throw a slap.
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