Chapter 515 Young Marshal Huo's Little Mute 6
Song Jinhuan's body stiffened, and Huo Ze's oppressive presence made her legs go weak.
Hozer pulled out the heavy mahogany chair, its legs scraping against the marble floor with a harsh screech.
Song Jinhuan didn't give the other person a chance to kick her out. She squeezed between the wooden chair and the dining table, relying on her petite figure.
With feet apart, toes slightly suspended on the ground.
Huo Ze, who was standing opposite her, suddenly changed his mind, pushed the wooden chair inward, and sat down next to her under Song Jinhuan's gaze.
Song Jinhuan instinctively turned half her body away, her conditioned reflex to create distance between them was seen by Huo Ze.
He grabbed her shoulder with displeasure, turned her towards him, and said in a icy tone, "Dare to look down on me?"
Song Jinhuan blinked and shook her head like a rattle drum.
I don't understand how this person could ask such a question.
Aside from the fact that he applied the medicine, he didn't even consider how many times he threatened a defenseless mute woman and how many new injuries he caused her due to accidental bumps and knocks.
Her action of moving away was entirely an instinct to save herself.
The little mute boy denied it very quickly, but his eyes betrayed too much of his insincerity.
Song Jinhuan swallowed hard, tentatively extended a finger and pointed at the table, looking at the other person expectantly.
I'm starving, can I eat now?
Huo Ze relaxed his brow, leaned back lazily, put his foot on the crossbar under the chair where the little mute boy was sitting, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"
Song Jinhuan pointed again and made a gesture of feeding food into his mouth.
Now you should understand, right?
Huo Ze casually placed the pistol at his waist on the table, lightly tapped the surface with his bony fingers, and said feigning ignorance, "Little mute, this commander doesn't understand what you mean."
Song Jinhuan was puzzled. How could he not understand something so obvious?
"Why don't you... tell me?"
Song Jinhuan: "???"
"I don't know you well. If you don't tell me, I can't guess."
Song Jinhuan was now certain that the other party was making things difficult for her!
What a big idiot!
The little mute girl stared at him for a long time, as if she were looking at a fool.
Huo Ze immediately came to his senses and realized that his actions just now were not quite right.
He touched his nose, and said rather urgently, as if he were trying to avoid something, "Alright, alright, hurry up and eat."
Song Jinhuan was secretly pleased; no one could escape the power of her gaze!
The little mute boy's hands trembled violently. He managed to pick up a piece of meat with his chopsticks with great difficulty, but because he couldn't exert any force, one of the chopsticks slid down.
It fell onto the table with a "thud".
The piece of meat fell back down.
She took two deep breaths and decisively switched to a different spoon.
The spoon scooped up the piece of meat again and, with a slight tremor, put it into her mouth.
She looks exactly like a seventy or eighty-year-old woman.
Huo Ze frowned. How long would it take to eat this?
He snatched the spoon from Song Jinhuan's hand.
Song Jinhuan clutched the rim of the bowl protectively, watching him warily.
She's only taken one bite!
Huo Ze was so angry he almost laughed. The little mute boy looked at him like a thug robbing someone.
It's just a bowl of rice.
He asked coldly, "Which one do you want to eat?"
Song Jinhuan didn't understand what it meant.
Okay.
Huo Ze used chopsticks to pick up a piece of potato with one hand and a spoon to scoop a spoonful of rice from his bowl with the other.
Place the potato chunks on top.
He held it to Song Jinhuan's lips and commanded expressionlessly, "Open your mouth."
Song Jinhuan opened her mouth subconsciously.
Huo Ze clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, slammed his chopsticks down on the table, and used his free hand to pinch her chin.
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