Yan Cheng didn't care about Tao Xuejiao or Huang Xuejiao anymore, he lifted the quilt and looked at Song Jinshu carefully.
Lifting off the quilt with one hand, brushing up Song Jinshu's stranded hair at the temples with the other, he muttered,
"She didn't hit you, did she?"Song Jinshu felt uncomfortable being watched, his snow-white long legs turned pink with embarrassment, he pressed the quilt tightly to prevent Yan Cheng from seeing, and shook his head with a blushing face, indicating that he had no problem.
"She has been spoiled since a child. Mr. Tao has spent his whole life thinking about having a daughter. Naturally, he would give her everything that is in his good hold."
Song Jinshu was a little taken aback by Yan Cheng's words, he had never explained anything to him.
Anyone who wants to hit him can just reach out and hit him, Yancheng was indifferent and never uttered a word.
Yan Cheng has never told him why he allowed such things, is it because he is not good and Yan Cheng doesn't like him?
Therefore, Song Jinshu always seemed to be submissive, and he always met all Yancheng's requirements unconditionally.
And when Yan Cheng suddenly fixated on him, Song Jinshu felt uncomfortable all over, he opened his mouth to call him.But as soon as he uttered the word "Er", his voice got stuck in his throat, and could no longer speak.
He hasn't spoken properly for half a year. On the second day of their marriage, Yan Cheng thought his stuttering sounded annoying, so he slapped him and then stepped on his chest.
His eyebrows raised, "Stop stuttering, Speak when is it better, otherwise stop talking, you are annoying."Song Jinshu smiled bitterly. He is stuttering since he was a child, how could it be so easily cured?
He didn't dare to provoke Yan Cheng again, and after that day Song Jinshu never spoke once, and over time everyone thought he was dumb.
The "Er" which was a small word that would be ignored by others, but was caught by Yan Cheng, and he looked at Song Jinshu happily.
His red lips were slightly pursed, and the corners of his mouth were raised slightly because of shyness. His lips were small and full, and the upper lip hangs on the lower lip like dew on the petals of plum blossoms in the yard.
Yan Cheng felt his throat dry and thirsty, he unconsciously reached and grabbed Song Jinshu's wrist, holding it firmly.
"Did you call me just now?"
Song Jinshu's expression changed, and he quickly shook his head in denial.
But how could Yancheng be fooled? As soon as his grip strengthened, a few red marks appeared on Song Jinshu's wrist.
His eyes were shining, and he insisted: "I just heard it, Hao Jinshu, call me once more, once more please!"
Song Jinshu's wrist is hurting, but the gap between his and Yan Cheng's strength is too great, and his struggle seems to be nonexistent.
Soon His temples were sweating, and his lips also lost their blood because of the tension, turning white from the center.
"Er...Er..."
The fear that was almost ingrained in his bones grabbed his throat, and he couldn't say anything other than a single word.
But Yan Cheng was still looking at him all bright, and his held hand started to turn blue and purple because of the lack of blood.The more he tried to speak the more anxious Song Jinshu became and finally he turned his head in a collapsed state, biting his lower lip and crying tremblingly.
Only then did Yan Cheng realize that he was pushing him too hard, he hugged Song Jinshu tightly into his arms in panic.
When he lowered his head, he realized that the other person's wrist was already bruised, and looked hideous against the snow-white skin.
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Rebirth of the Dumb Husband and Wife *COMPLETED*
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