Kiss My Little Mute

[Announcement]: This article was added to V on August 30th (this Friday), and 10,000 words were updated on the same day. I hope you will continue to support me after joining V~ Also: The companion article of this article, "Self-Into the Snare", will be updated daily starting on September 1st! There is a little mute in the Jiang family, named Jiang Qingtang. The year Jiang Qingtang was born, a fortune teller made a prediction for her, saying that she was destined to live a lonely life because of the evil star that would defeat her father, mother, husband, and children. Sure enough, her parents died one after another, and everyone called her the broom star. Later she met Guan Xu. As soon as they met, Guan Xu hugged her into his arms, smiled and rubbed in her ear, and asked her if she would like to go home with her. In the fragrant and soft embrace, Jiang Qingtang buried his head in her chest, timidly grasping the skirt of her clothes with both hands, reluctant to let go. "I am... A broom star. If I follow you, you will be in trouble." Jiang Qingtang said softly, his mouth pursed and his eyes red. Guan Xu was surprised, everyone said she was mute, but who would have thought that she could actually speak, with a lively voice, like a nightingale singing, softly touching her heart. Guan Xu hugged her back tightly. The body in his arms was small and still trembling. He uttered warning words and held on to his clothes, reluctant to let go. "It doesn't matter." Guan Xu's heart softened, his red lips pressed against the ear of the person in his arms, he chuckled and whispered, "I am determined to treat this little disaster star like you." The puff of hot air made Jiang Qingtang's ears red, and her little face became red and hot. She became more and more buried in Guan Xu's arms, daring not to raise her head, which made Guan Xu laugh and take her home. …… When Guan Xu was twenty years old, he met a little girl, five years old, who pulled her trouser legs, blinked her big round eyes, raised her head high, and said in a sweet voice: "Sister, you are beautiful, I want to marry you when I grow up." Guan Xu bent over, handed her the ice cream he just bought, and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll wait." The little girl cheated her out of the ice cream and ran away, never to be found again. Who would have known that fifteen years later, the little girl would grow up to be a big girl, and she would bring her back by accident. He blushed and lay next to her ear, biting her ear gently: "Look, I said I would marry you, and I will keep my word." …… Everyone knows that Dao Guan is always smiling and looks kind, but in fact there is no trace of sand in his eyes. At the meeting that day, the phone of some guy who is not afraid of death suddenly vibrated. Guan Xu's face turned dark at that time, "Whose phone is it?" The voice was as cold as ice, and everyone was shivering from the cold. They lowered their heads and did not dare to breathe. After half a minute, the secretary reminded awkwardly, "Mr. Guan, it seems this is your call..." Guan Xu, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot a second ago, looked at the caller ID, and his expression softened immediately. He turned over his face faster than flipping through a book. He walked out of the conference room while answering the phone, with a drowning tenderness in his eyes, "Xiaotang is having a nightmare again? Are you not afraid..." Looking at Guan Xu's leaving figure, someone asked in a low voice: "Who is this?" The secretary said calmly: "Mr. Guan's newly married little wife." —————————— Reading guide: 1. CP: Guan Xu x Jiang Qingtang. 2. Same-sex marriageable background, modern imaginary, marriage first, love later, love and favor, sweet text. 3. There is a 15-year age difference between the attacker and the receiver. —————————— Copywriting of the companion piece "Self-Into a Snare": That day, someone poured wine on Jian Ling. He asked the woman next door to borrow a tissue. She handed her a plain white handkerchief. Her fingers were three points whiter than the handkerchief. The faint fragrance lingered in Jian Ling's heart. From then on, Jian Ling was obsessed with it. Jian Lingmei hooked the woman's neck, lifted her chin, and chuckled lazily, "Miss, how about a love affair?" The woman pushed her against the wall with her backhand, and her voice was deliberately suppressed and cold, "Talk to me for the rest of your life, do you dare?" Jian Ling fled in panic. … Later, Jian Ling met the woman in class. This time she was well-behaved and upright. She just wanted to attract the meticulous female professor on the podium, but instead she attracted a group of suitors. The professor calmly narrowed his eyes. After class, Jian Ling was trapped between the door panel and the arm of the professor. The professor's voice came close to his ears, dangerously tempting, "You've been with me forever, how dare you flirt with women?" Jian Ling's nose was filled with a tantalizing fragrance. He licked his lips impatiently and said hoarsely, "No, I don't dare anymore." This woman is a trap. Jian Ling plunges into it and never comes out again. Purpose: Never give up the right to love