娇宠哑巴小夫郎

A popular Xiangsheng performer Mo Songyan traveled back to ancient times. He thought that it was Long Aotian, but to his surprise, he was facing a situation where his stepmother was not kind, his father did not love him, and his family was in turmoil. Fortunately, he has a beautiful husband, but unfortunately, he can’t speak.

Xiao Changyu stuttered since childhood and kept pretending to be mute to avoid being laughed at.

His parents coveted the dowry of the Mo family and married him off to Mo Songyan.

Shortly after marriage, their stepmother kicked them out of the house under the excuse of splitting the family in order to seize the family’s wealth.

The two of them wandered the streets penniless. How could Mo Songyan let the beauty suffer with him?

Looking at his husband, who is as proud and soft as a cat, he decided to return to his old job as a Xiangsheng performer.

So what if there is no Xiangsheng in the present dynasty? Just make up a high and noble one’s life experience for Xiangsheng;

So what if he was excluded by his peers? He will strike back at them with dimensionality reduction, letting them accept the defeat with conviction;

What should you do if your stepmother maliciously frames you? Use public opinion to send the evildoer to jail.

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As he works hard, his husband’s attitude towards him also changed—

At first, when he told jokes, Xiao Changyu either rolled his eyes or shed tears.

Mo Songyan: Mariana Trench career?

Later, when he told jokes, Xiao Changyu’s blank stare turned into anger.

Mo Songyan: How can this glance make people feel ecstatic?

Later, a fanatical fan blocked him against the wall. He was about to push his way though, but was caught by his husband.

Xiao Changyu was so angry that he blurted out, “Divorce!”

Mo Songyan hurriedly chased after him: “Brother Xiao, it’s a misunderstanding! Eh? No, you can speak?”

How could he bear to divorce?

It was only after he coaxed the person back that he realized that Xiao Changyu was not mute but had a stutter.

So, Mo Songyan began teaching Xiao Changyu pronunciation skills to help him overcome his stuttering disorder.

With his efforts, Xiao Changyu was finally able to speak fluently.

One day, the mountains and forests were covered with bright red maple leaves.

The two stood facing each other, their breaths mingling. Mo Songyan asked, “Brother Xiao, who am I to you?”

Xiao Changyu blushed. “Husband.”

Mo Songyan continued to ask, “What else?”

Xiao Changyu’s ears were stained red. “Xianggong.”

Mo Songyan smiled evilly and asked again, “What else?”

Xiao Changyu suddenly raised his eyebrows and pecked him lightly, “Laogong.”