Master, he never speaks

This is Zhu Hanshuang's first time raising a child, and it's the male lead.

Fortunately, the male lead was very obedient, lying motionless on his shoulder, with a small face the size of a palm buried in his neck.

If it weren't for the warmth of the triangular fox ears clinging to his cheeks, Zhu Hanshuang would almost have thought he was holding a soulless doll.

Before transmigrating, Zhu Hanshuang was actually a very talkative person, so at this time he especially wanted to coax other children, patting Zhu Jixiu's back and coaxing him gently:

Zhu Hanshuang: "It doesn't hurt anymore, and I won't let you hurt again in the future. From now on, Jiange will be your home, where you can let yourself go."

But Zhu Hanshuang counted in his heart, this sentence has a total of 30 words, he can only say one word now, and he can't help but feel hopeless.

How does this allow him to communicate with the hero?

It was too late for him to pass through. The male protagonist has long been ravaged and humiliated by all kinds of people to become what he is now. He has completely sealed his heart, and no one will open the door if he knocks.

Then Zhu Hanshuang was cheated by the system and could only speak 10 words a day. Every word she said must be carefully considered, for fear of wasting any word.

Well now, without language as a bonus point, how on earth would he gain the trust of the male lead!

Thinking of this, Zhu Hanshuang became even more desperate. He tightened his arms around the hero's waist again, and couldn't help lowering his head, sighing softly:

Zhu Hanshuang: "Oh..."

Then in the next second, the mechanical voice of the system gloating over others' misfortune appeared in my mind:

System: [Hey, Frost, congratulations!You successfully used the last word today, keep up the good work~]

After finishing speaking, the system immediately cut off the contact with Zhu Hanshuang, and hid in a small corner alone, cracking melon seeds and secretly having fun.

Zhu Hanshuang: "..."

Why is sighing counted? Even the sound of sighing is counted as a word, so wouldn't he not be able to even sigh in the future? !

How can I go on with this grueling day...

Zhu Hanshuang frowned and pursed his lips, and opened his mouth to try to speak, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, no matter how much he shouted, he couldn't utter a single syllable.

Zhu Hanshuang: That's all, if you can't talk, you can't talk.

Zhu Hanshuang raised her hand, and quietly clamped the male protagonist's fluffy fox ears with her fingertips, and rubbed them gently, the originally depressed mood gradually dissipated.

Now that he decided to take the male lead as his apprentice, whether he can't laugh or talk, he won't give up raising the male lead to be a 24-filial good boy.

He will tell Zhu Jixiu bit by bit in his own way:

【No matter how many people in this world dislike you and want to kill you, there is always someone who will love you forever and stand behind you unswervingly, not afraid of wind and rain, not afraid of the future】

Zhu Hanshuang carried Zhu Jixiu into his room. He didn't like to be served by someone, so there was no child by his side. The whole small courtyard was empty, looking cold and quiet.

He carefully put Xiao Jixiu on the soft chair, and he himself sat beside him, took a spiritual fruit from the table, and stretched it out to Zhu Jixiu.

But Zhu Jixiu's eyes were empty, and he lowered his eyes indifferently, showing no reaction to his new master.

Zhu Hanshuang: "..."

If he could speak, he would definitely use all kinds of rhetoric to praise Jixiu for being obedient and obedient, instead of just staring at the male lead's indifference like now.

Zhu Hanshuang rubbed his forehead with some headaches. He stared at the hero for a while, thought for a while, and finally reached out and hugged the thin and thin Xiao Jixiu into his arms.

There was a touch of warmth in his embrace, and his thighs were soft when he sat up, and when he got closer, the enticing cold fragrance filled Zhu Jixiu's nose, which was very light and pleasant to smell.

Zhu Jixiu, who hadn't responded all this time, finally raised his eyelids condescendingly, and after glancing at Zhu Hanshuang, he withdrew his gaze in disinterest.

Zhu Hanshuang tightly hugged the little fox who hadn't grown up in his arms. After seeing that he was not interested in the spirit fruit, he replaced the spirit fruit with the lotus leaf glutinous rice cake placed next to it.

This kind of glutinous rice cake is a specialty of Tianmingzong. It tastes sweet, fragrant and soft, and is very popular among children. Because Zhu Hanshuang likes sweets, Mu Ling asked someone to send a lot of them.

He handed the glutinous rice cakes to Zhu Jixiu's mouth, this time the little fox finally reacted, he moved the tip of his nose slightly, opened his mouth for a while and bit off the top tip.

After seeing that Zhu Jixiu was willing to eat, Zhu Hanshuang finally felt relieved. He put the glutinous rice cakes in the hands of the little fox and let him eat by himself.

Zhu Jixiu stopped chewing.

He raised his head expressionlessly and glanced at Zhu Hanshuang, then slowly lowered his head, silently looking at a small pointed glutinous rice cake in his hand that he bit off.

There was no movement for a long time.

Zhu Hanshuang: "..."

His cold brows softened because of the look of helplessness, and he reached out to take the glutinous rice cakes in the opponent's hand, and resumed the feeding work.

Handed the glutinous rice cake to the other party's mouth, this time the other party opened his mouth obediently and took a second bite.

Zhu Jixiu's little act of acting like a baby made Zhu Hanshuang's heart soften in an instant, Zhu Hanshuang couldn't laugh, if he could laugh, the corners of his lips would definitely be raised at this time.

It is a gentle arc.

He gently placed his chin between the little fox's ears, and after patiently feeding him a whole lotus leaf glutinous rice cake, he gently rubbed the corner of Xiao Jixiu's lips with his beautiful knuckles like white jade .

Afterwards, he hesitated for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, with a bit of entanglement and struggle in his expression.

After a while, Zhu Hanshuang finally made up her mind.

He squeezed Zhu Jixiu's slender chin, forcing him to raise his head, close his eyes and lean down. His whole demeanor was cold, his face was like a crown jade, and his smooth black hair fell down, exuding a light and cold floral fragrance.

He gently and slowly kissed Zhu Jixiu's eyebrows, and Zhu Jixiu's empty eyes suddenly widened at this moment.

Zhu Jixiu: "!!!"

This kiss is very light, very light, like clouds in the sky hidden by the sun, fluttering, like rain or fog.

But lightly fell into Zhu Jixiu's heart.

This was the first kiss that Master gave him in his life.