I really don't want a second marriage

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When Han Xueyou finally left, Shen Jiamu sent her away. However, she found that her whole mood seemed very low, so she asked, "what's the matter?"

Listen, Han Xueyou is thinking with her head down. She doesn't hear what she says.

Shen Jiamu stopped, "Xueyou?"

Han Xueyou just regained her consciousness. After she looked at Shen Jiamu with concern, she smiled awkwardly: "sorry, Mumu, I was thinking about something just now, so I didn't hear it. Did you tell me anything?"

"What's the matter with you?" Shen Jiamu asked anxiously.

Han Xueyou smiled at her far fetched: "I'm not much. By the way, are you very close to yetingchen?"

Shen Jiamu thought the question was a little strange and twisted Xiumei. Han Xueyou quickly explained, "I'm just asking. I don't mean anything else."

Shen Jiamu stopped talking and looked at her quietly.

That quiet look made Han Xueyou a little flustered, "that... Twilight, I really don't mean anything else. I just care about you. If it's okay, I'll go first."

"OK, then drive carefully."

After seeing Han Xueyou off, Shen Jiamu returned to the room with a complicated mood. When holding the door handle, she thought of Han Xueyou just now. She sighed in her heart. Xueyou seemed to have broken her heart for her.

She is really lucky to have such a friend in her life.

Thinking of this, Shen Jiamu smiled and pushed the door in.

After entering the room, Shen Jiamu accidentally straightened yetingchen's calm and deep eyes, so Shen Jiamu paused to close the door again, because of the interaction at the dinner table.

So Shen Jiamu felt that her relationship with yetingchen had changed a little. Seeing that he was alone in the room, she bit her lower lip and walked towards him, stood behind him and pushed the wheelchair for him.

"Xiao, where's Xiao Su?"

Night Tingchen sat there indifferently, with a sharp voice.

"Woman, what do you want?"

Hearing this, Shen Jiamu was stunned and looked at the back of yetingchen's head.

what do you mean?

"Bring your friend to the night house without authorization."

Shen Jiamu understood what he meant. Her lip flap opened and explained, "I just brought her as a guest. If you don't like it, I'll come next time..."

"Next time?" yetingchen suddenly sneered, "do you want to come at home that night?"

Shen Jiamu bit his lower lip: "I really didn't mean it. Today is because..."

As soon as the voice fell, yetingchen, who had been sitting still, suddenly raised his hand and clasped her thin wrist. Shen Jiamu stared at him. Before he reacted, he was dragged by yetingchen, and then fell and sat on his leg.

Night Tingchen was tall and thin. After Shen Jiamu fell and sat on his leg, he felt that night Tingchen's big hand came around and imprisoned her in his arms.

Shen Jiamu's pupils trembled.

The chin was pinched, and the man's breath suddenly approached and surrounded her.

Shen Jiamu looks at yetingchen's handsome face gradually magnifying in front of her eyes. Before she reacts, yetingchen's thin lips cover up and stick to her lips.

Shen Jiamu felt his brain crash for a while and his body trembled gently.

He... Kissed her again.

Is that a kiss?

The man's lips were cold and somewhat dry. He drew the shape slowly close to her lips, and suddenly stretched out the tip of his tongue to tease. Shen Jiamu suddenly stared, but yetingchen's big palm suddenly leaned over and fastened the back of her head, and the other hand fastened her waist and pressed her against him.

As the kiss deepened, the tip of his tongue forcibly pried open her shell teeth and forcibly occupied the area. Shen Jiamu trembled with sensitivity. His hands were so tight that he grabbed ye Tingchen's collar at a loss, and his head was forced to lift up to bear the hot kiss.

"Well..." Shen Jiamu involuntarily exhorted, and his eyes closed slowly.

I have never suffered such a hot and wild kiss. Shen Jiamu's memory seems to return to the rainy night more than a month ago. The kiss of the man who can't see his face is also so hot and wild.

No, they are not the same person

But why does she always think of the man before when yetingchen kisses her? Is it because Lin Jiang hasn't kissed her before?

Between confusion and love——

Shen Jiamu heard yetingchen ask her in a sarcastic tone.

"Do you think your ability is not enough to lure me and ask your friends to go together?"

Listen, Shen Jiamu is a little confused. What is he talking about?

Yetingchen's voice was low and dull. It was like wine that had been treasured for many years. It slipped through his throat and was mellow and intoxicating.

A moment later, Shen Jiamu suddenly reflected what his words meant. A look of humiliation appeared in his eyes. Shen Jiamu stretched out his hand to push him away, but he was more tightly clamped by Ye Tingchen, and his breath was wildly against her.

"Why? If you don't try it yourself, let your friend go and ask me for my opinion?"

"Oh... Let go!" Shen Jia was so angry that she reached out to his chest and was teased by her beautiful eyes. With intoxicating brilliance, her lips were red and swollen, but she said stubbornly: "don't think the people's heart is too dirty. Xueyou is just a guest. It's not what you think!"

"Is that right?" night Tingchen chuckled, his eyes clutching her lips tightly.

Her lips were small and round, and the lip beads in the middle were slightly red and swollen by him. Because of the redness and swelling, the white skin around her also took a little light pink. Yetingchen unconsciously reached out to touch them and rubbed them with his thumb.

"Are you sure she's just here to be a guest, not plotting against me?"

Shen Jiamu stared at the man with a bad smile close at hand.

"How is it possible? Xueyou can't plot against you!"

Shen Jiamu bit her lower lip and explained.

"Oh, are you sure she really didn't plot against me? Or do you think her husband can give up?"

Shen Jiamu: "

What does he mean?

What a husband can give up.

Yes, she is indeed husband and wife with him, but... Isn't this marriage not recognized? What does he think when he says this now? Shen Jiamu found his heart beating fast, and felt that yetingchen's eyes were too deep, so dark that he couldn't see his emotions clearly, so he bit his lower lip.

"I don't think so, but... I can guarantee that Xueyou doesn't have any ideas about you. She's just a guest today. I know you may not like it, but..."

"Oh, why don't I like it?" yetingchen pinched her chin and breathed low: "my wife should thank you for sending her friends to the door so generously, shouldn't I?"

Shen Jiamu stared in amazement, "what does that mean?"

"Come again, I'll treat her well."

Shen Jiamu: "... Yetingchen?"

"So, as you wish?"

Shen Jiamu's small face gradually turned white. He looked at the handsome man in front of him with a very evil smile.

Suddenly I felt that yetingchen was more terrible than she imagined.