The Hunter's Mute Little Husband

Tian Ge was pushed into the river. His thin summer clothes, soaked through, clung to his skin, revealing his excessively slender body. Wang Zhu, the village idiot, loudly declared in front of the villagers, "His body has been seen by me! Only I can marry him."

Poor Tian Ge, a mute young man, had just choked on water, his eyes as red as a rabbit's, and his hands trembled as he tried to sign to clear his name. In an unnoticed corner, Qin Xiong, a hunter equally drenched from saving Tian Ge, kicked the arrogant Wang Zhu into the river.

Tian Ge was mute, and Qin Xiong was a 26-year-old bachelor hunter who hadn't married yet. Both of their families were poor in their own ways. Later, Tian Ge became Qin Xiong's husband. No one was optimistic, and they even laughed and tried to scare him.

"With your small frame, a gust of wind could blow you away. That fierce hunter could kill you with one punch, and you're mute, so you can't even cry out for help."

Qin Xiong's hands were indeed large; one hand could completely hold both of Tian Ge's. Qin Xiong's arms were also exceptionally strong and firm, easily able to lift him up. Every time Tian Ge leaned on Qin Xiong's broad, strong chest, he felt incredibly secure.

Qin Xiong's hands also bore scars, big and small, and his fingers had thick calluses; these were the hands of an excellent hunter. Whenever these hands touched Tian Ge's soft waist, the dry, rough sensation made him tremble slightly.

They made a pact: if Tian Ge felt he couldn't take it anymore, he would kiss Qin Xiong's mouth. Everyone waited to see this couple become a laughingstock, but unexpectedly, they watched as the little mute's life became more and more prosperous.