I really don't want a second marriage

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That night, Shen Jiamu dreamed.

She dreamed that night after more than a month, the man strongly hugged her waist, plundered her, hot and unrestrained kiss, hot breath and low breathing.

Shen Jiamu turned over, opened the quilt and opened his eyes.

It was daybreak, and the room was full of sunshine and morning breath shining in from the window.

Shen Jiamu sat up and leaned against it. His mind was confused.

It's been so long. How can I meet that man?

In the dream, the man is still strong.

It's just that the voice has long been inaudible.

Shen Jiamu wiped the sweat on her forehead, and her throat suddenly itched. She covered her mouth and coughed a few times. Then she suddenly remembered something and looked at the bed not far away.

Yetingchen was still sleeping. Shen Jiamu was afraid of disturbing him, so she had to cough down, but her voice was so uncomfortable that she had to get up quickly, get up barefoot, and then hide in the bathroom.

After coughing in the bathroom for a long time, Shen Jiamu squeezed toothpaste and brushed his teeth.

Night Tingchen slept very shallow. The moment Shen Jiamu turned over, he woke up, but he didn't open his eyes.

A moment later, yetingchen heard a cough, but it was soon covered. Then he heard her get up and go to the bathroom.

Then there was a suppressed cough in the bathroom, as if he didn't want to hear it.

However, the room is so big. No matter how you suppress it, some coughing sounds will come out. Moreover, the surrounding area is very quiet and there is no messy sound. These sounds can be clearly transmitted to ye Tingchen's ears.

So yetingchen remembered what Xiao Su said to himself last night.

"Miss Shen is pregnant now. Will it be inappropriate to sleep on the floor?"

Although it's not winter now, it's gradually autumn. There's only a layer of quilt on the floor, and she's still a woman. It's really bad for her health to sleep for a long time.

Night Tingchen opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and closed them a moment later.

But my mind was full of the way the woman covered her mouth and coughed in the bathroom.

For a moment, yetingchen angrily opened the quilt and glanced at the time on the bedside table. It was an hour before he got up.

Shen Jiamu came out after brushing her teeth and washing her face. She found that yetingchen actually got up. She was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, did I disturb you?"

Hearing this, the night court frowned.

The woman still had some self-knowledge and knew that she had quarreled with him.

Shen Jiamu doesn't have the habit of sleeping in small clothes at night, but she will rush into the bathroom when she gets up every morning, but she didn't take care of it just now because of her cough.

Now seeing yetingchen, Shen Jiamu suddenly remembered this thing, so her action became unnatural.

"Don't you mind if it bothers me?"

Facing the accusation of yetingchen, Shen Jiamu had nothing to refute. Indeed, she had quarreled with him. She could only lower her head, hold the corner of her clothes and whispered, "I'm sorry..."

I'm sorry?

Her weak and incompetent appearance made yetingchen even more unhappy.

Doesn't she know how to fight back? Coughing is beyond her control! What does he say?

"Sorry, useful?"

Shen Jiamu lowered her head and didn't know what to say. Yetingchen's cold eyes made her very unnatural. She really wanted to go back to the bathroom.

Night Tingchen didn't know what was going on. He always felt that Shen Jiamu was completely different from what he imagined.

He thought that in the face of those people's bullying, she could fight back well. Who knew she couldn't even fight back, and she looked so wronged.

"I didn't want to wake you up." finally, Shen Jiamu looked up at yetingchen and said.

Night Tingchen's thin lips tightly closed into a straight line.

"Come here."

past times? Shen Jiamu's face changed and subconsciously shrunk his shoulders.

She... Doesn't wear small clothes??

Thinking of this, Shen Jiamu bit his lower lip and stood still.

Night Tingchen suppressed his anger and raised his eyebrow: "back of the ear?"

Shen Jiamu walked towards him reluctantly, but every step was as awkward as stepping on the tip of a knife. He was helpless to see yetingchen.

When he came to yetingchen, Shen Jiamu couldn't straighten up and almost didn't squat down.

Night Tingchen narrowed his eyes and tried to pull her. Shen Jiamu was so frightened that he squatted down directly.

At night, Tingchen's hand was in mid air, and the air was almost frozen.

For a moment, the night Tingchen frowned: "what are you doing?"

Shen Jiamu squatted there.

"Huh?"

"I... have a stomachache." finally, Shen Jiamu made a bad excuse. She didn't plan to get up anyway.

Night Tingchen frowned deeper, "stomachache?"

So he thought of what Xiao Su said to him last night. Did he catch a cold if he had a stomachache?

Thinking of this possibility, yetingchen felt a little agitated.

Night Tingchen didn't speak, and Shen Jiamu squatted all the time.

I don't know how long it took, they still kept their original posture.

Night Tingchen has leg disease. Without Xiao Su's help, he can only sit all the time. Shen Jiamu doesn't dare to get up, so the two can only stand still all the time.

Forgetting how long she had been squatting, Shen Jiamu's legs were a little numb. She looked at yetingchen eagerly.

But he didn't move, and she didn't dare to move.

"What am I doing? Don't expect me to pick you up."

When he said this, Shen Jiamu suddenly reacted.

Yes, yetingchen has leg disease. He can't get up at all. Shen Jiamu's lips moved. "What did you... Ask me to do?"

Yetingchen didn't speak.

"Talk?"

"Don't you have a stomachache?"

Shen Jiamu turned pale and nodded, "well, but... It's much better now. What can I do for you?"

"Help me push the wheelchair over."

His eyes fell on the wheelchair not far away. Shen Jiamu paused and realized that he wanted to take a wheelchair. Then he got up slowly, "wait for me."

Then he went to push his wheelchair over.

"Help me."

Night Tingchen raised his eyes and looked at her face: "can you do it?"

Looking at the distance between the wheel and the bed, Shen Jiamu stammered and nodded: "it should be... OK?"

There was no way. Shen Jiamu had to go over and help him.

"My legs are weak. You squat down and lend me your shoulders."

"OK." for his statement, Shen Jiamu didn't resist at all, and bent down without saying a word.

Night Tingchen leaned her hand against her shoulder. Night Tingchen was over 185 tall, and Shen Jiamu was extremely petite and less than 165. Therefore, as soon as she was helped by night Tingchen's hand, her waist almost bent down and couldn't straighten up.

Night Tingchen's forehead was full of sweat and took back his hand: "you can't do it."

After listening, Shen Jiamu bit his lower lip, "it's all right, I can. I didn't stand firm just now. Come back."

With that, Shen Jiamu changed his posture and patted himself on the shoulder: "I can, you can borrow it."

However, yetingchen suddenly stopped moving and kept staring at her.

Shen Jiamu reacted and followed his line of sight to find out where he was staring.