Rebirth of the Dumb Husband and Wife *COMPLETED*

Chapter 25

It was March, the weather hadn't warmed up yet, and the air was bitterly cool. Yan Cheng roughly pulled and raised Song Jinshu's wrist, and knocked it against the stone bench beside him.

Song Jinshu suffered from pain and struggled to escape from Yan Cheng's clutches, but his limbs were pressed under Yan Cheng's body, and the smell of wine mixed with the heat of his breath sprayed on the side of his neck, dyeing his beautiful neck, with crimson.

"no, please don't!"

His trousers were pulled off by Yan Cheng, exposing his slender and clean legs to the air, causing his body to tremble slightly, and his round toes were slightly curled up and soiled by the mud.

Yan Cheng's heart is full of the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus honey on Song Jinshu's body. It's so sweet that it seems to be able to pull silk out of the air. He is addicted to Song Jinshu's fragile neck, leaving tooth marks one after another on it, like a puppy.

"The little lady is so sweet, she smells better than the little girl in Baile Pavilion."

In the afternoon, Yan Cheng only said that he was going out to drink with his friends, Song Jinshu now knows that the group of them went to Baile Pavilion, and he suddenly felt sour in his stomach.

He tried all his strength to push Yan Cheng away, but the drunk second master had no strength and pressed on Song Jinshu's body like a puddle of soft mud.

Yan Cheng became more and more aggressive, his fingers invaded the very secret part drew a glossy wet thread, and looked at Song Jinshu provocatively.

"Little lady is wet."

Song Jinshu was so ashamed that he tilted his head and a string of crystal clear teardrops slid down the corners of his eyes and fell into the ground, melting.

He bit his lower lip until the blood flowed from the bite as if he was punishing his susceptible body, whenever  Yan Cheng gently teased him, he would always throw away his defenses easily.

From the path came the maids' voices talking, joking, and playing. It was a group of little girls who had received their wages and were about to go back to their rooms. They were discussing that they would go to the market when they had time, and they were walking towards the pavilion.

Seeing that Song Jinshu was no longer struggling, Yan Cheng embraced the person in his arms, penetrating his hot object into the soft flesh,  that was habitually swallowing his.

Song Jinshu was in pain, hearing the sound of the maids' conversation getting closer and closer, his head was buzzing, and even his stomach was churning in desperation, he gritted his teeth and raised his hand to slap Yan Cheng's face.

The sound of applause was especially clear in the silent night, and the conversation not far away stopped abruptly, and the maidservants looked at each other and dared not go any further.

Yan Cheng was sobered up by the slap, looked down at Song Jinshu who was lying sideways on the ground and was vomiting sourly and remembered the stupid thing he had just done.

"Jinshu...I..."

Yan Cheng wanted to help him, but as soon as his fingers touched Song Jinshu's shoulders which were exposed to the air, he saw him coughing and choking and trembling all over.

"I'm a bastard! I'm damned! I'm not human!"

Yan Cheng didn't expect that he would lose his composure after drinking. Seeing Song Jinshu's face turning pale inch by inch, he hurriedly wrapped Song Jinshu's body with his clothes and hugged him horizontally.