I really don't want a second marriage

His words stunned Shen Jiamu and stared at him for a long time. Yetingchen rolled his wheelchair forward directly. Shen Jiamu dared not resist again for fear that he would really kiss himself here in front of everyone.

Finally, she was forced into the car by yetingchen. Shen Jiamu never dared to raise her head. She had to bury her head in yetingchen's chest until she got on the car.

"Why did you suddenly do that?"

Shen Jiamu falls into his seat in the car and stares at yetingchen discontentedly.

"Didn't you always tell me that I was just your subordinate when I was outside? What are you doing now?" he held her on his lap and took her to the car. He would have to go to work with her every day in the future.

"Don't you know what I'm doing?" yetingchen asked.

Shen Jiamu was frightened by his burning eyes, so he had to avoid his eyes, and his voice dropped.

"How do I know what you're doing?"

"That's good." yetingchen stretched out his hand to hold her chin and forced her to look at him. Shen Jiamu struggled hard to avoid it, but after earning a long time, his chin was still held in his hand, and the strength was too heavy, which made her face change.

"Yetingchen, let go!"

"I'll tell you what I want to do now?" yetingchen's eyes burned on her face and burned every inch of her face: "I want to tell everyone that you are my yetingchen's woman. No one is allowed to make decisions, including the cold night. If... He dares to openly transfer your position or get close to you, he will pry my corner."

What as like as two peas use unscrupulous divisive tactics, I can warn you in advance. If you dare to have something to do with the cold of the night, I will never let you go.

"Do you understand?"

How could Shen Jiamu not understand? She pushed yetingchen's hand hard and said angrily, "why do you two brothers' gratitude and resentment involve me? Let me go!"

"Who let you provoke me and provoke others?" yetingchen fastened her wrist and didn't loosen an inch. Shen Jiamu felt pain and didn't struggle. Anyway, no one saw how close he was in the car at the moment, so he let him go.

Seeing her quiet down, yetingchen probably felt boring. He didn't hold her wrist so hard, but loosened a little. A moment later, his body actually leaned towards her. Shen Jiamu was startled. When he wanted to push him away, he found that yetingchen actually leaned his head against her shoulder.

"What are you going to do?" his action was so startled that Shen Jiamu was very frightened by him.

"Rely on meeting." night Tingchen's voice was tired, and there was an obvious green and fierce color in his eyes. After the woman completely stirred up his fire last night, she left and ran to another room to sleep, leaving him unable to sleep all night.

Shen Jiamu was stunned. When she reacted, yetingchen had pressed all her strength on her shoulder. For a moment, she sank back and leaned against the soft cushion, "you..."

She felt heavy and subconsciously wanted to push him away. Yetingchen clasped her moving hand and pressed it. Her voice was hoarse: "you'd better stop for me. Don't forget how I served you last night."

Serve?

Hearing the first reaction of this adjective, Shen Jiamu directly thought crooked and blushed.

"Don't talk nonsense, last night..."

"Dare you deny?" the tone of night Tingchen was cold and hard, obviously with a bit of displeasure.

Shen Jiamu's pink lips opened, trying to argue for herself. Finally, she thought about it, but she still didn't say anything.

How to say, he did help himself last night. Instead of doing anything to himself at a critical moment, he called his aunt

With this alone, Shen Jiamu felt that he should not be against him again. Just rely on it. Anyway, leaning on it won't die.

At the thought of this, Shen Jiamu became quiet. Then she looked at the shadow of the building tree that had been retreating outside the window. Some thin and broken pictures appeared in her mind. When Tingchen was about to enter her last night, she suddenly withdrew back and let her scratch her heart and lungs without touching her again.

Why?

Shen Jiamu suddenly wanted to know the answer, so he asked softly.

"Yetingchen, you..."

Yetingchen's breathing was even and steady. Leaning on her shoulder, it was obvious that she had fallen asleep. Shen Jiamu had to swallow what she said to her lips, and then she looked out of the window and fell silent.

Xiao Su drove the car smoothly. Gradually, Shen Jiamu leaned back and dozed off. Finally, she fell into a dream.

She didn't know how long she had slept. Shen Jiamu only knew that when she woke up, she had returned to Yeh's house, and was still lying on yetingchen's big bed. As soon as she turned over, she could see her own floor shop.

It took ten seconds for Shen Jiamu's brain to recover its function. She slowly sat up from the bed and looked at her bunk. She actually slept here. She had clearly fallen asleep in yetingchen's car before. How could she come here as soon as she woke up? Who carried her to bed?

Normally, yetingchen... Even if he can pick her up, it's a little stressful to put her in bed, isn't it?

Did you ask Xiao Su for help?

Forget it, what does she want to do with this?

Thinking of this, Shen Jiamu quickly opened the quilt, got out of bed, and then went to wash and have dinner.

When she fell asleep at night, Shen Jiamu still wanted to go to her own bunk to sleep, but her waist was directly surrounded by yetingchen: "let people take away all those things tomorrow. You can only sleep with me in the future."

Hearing this, Shen Jiamu's face changed: "yetingchen, why do you take away my things? Didn't we agree to sleep separately?"

"I said, I want everyone to know that you are my yetingchen's woman. No one can care about you. How can you sleep separately from me?" yetingchen's tone was sharp, and the strength in his words was trembling.

"This is at home. No one sees it!"

"So what?" yetingchen hooped her waist: "as long as what I want to do, it's the same everywhere."

With a force in his hand, he pushed her to the bed. Shen Jiamu was wearing a knee length nightdress and fell on the bed. The skirt ran directly to the upper body. She screamed and hurriedly stretched out her hand to pull the skirt down.

However, this scene has entered the bottom of yetingchen's eyes. The quiet ink color is full-bodied and rolling under the night lamp. He suddenly reaches out his hand and turns over to bed. Shen Jiamu is stunned by such a big action. Before she reacts, he is pressed on her.

"Dingdang cat? Second marriage girl, are you so naive? Or are you deliberately seducing me?"

Shen Jiamu breathed and his heart almost stopped.