I really don't want a second marriage

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"Scared?" seeing the fear in her eyes, yetingchen smiled low, "how dare you marry into Yejia instead of your sister?"

His smile is evil and charming. Although his eyes are cold, he can't experience the temperature of ordinary people.

Shen Jiamu swallowed a mouthful of saliva and felt the breath left by him on her lips. She slowly straightened her waist and looked at him with her eyes: "I'm not afraid."

Night Tingchen narrowed his eyes: "aren't you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid!" Shen Jiamu said firmly, "Xueyou will never plot against you. I brought her just as a guest. I don't allow you to have any ideas about her."

The latter sentence seemed to touch the heart of yetingchen. He paused in his pupil: "no?"

"Yes! I won't allow it!"

"Woman, are you jealous?" yetingchen suddenly chuckled. The laughter was moving. Shen Jiamu felt that his ears were almost pregnant. The people in front of him were not only good-looking, excellent kissing skills, but also delicious

Wait, what's she thinking???

"Who is jealous of you? I just won't give you a chance to hurt Xueyou!"

Hearing this, yetingchen's eyes were cold for a few minutes and suddenly pushed her away. Shen Jiamu didn't expect it. She almost fell to the ground. She looked up and stared at yetingchen angrily.

"Trust your friend so much? I don't know if I should feel sad for your stupidity."

Shen Jiamu frowned and wanted to argue with him, but he turned and left in a wheelchair.

Shen Jia is angry, but it's not good to catch up and say anything, but she must choose to believe Han Xueyou in her heart. The two have known each other for so long, and their feelings are very good.

Besides, how could Han Xueyou like yetingchen? He just deliberately provoked her!

Shen Jiamu angrily went to find a change of clothes. When he had packed up, he was sleepy, so he lay down in bed and prepared to rest.

After sleeping for some time, Shen Jiamu seemed to hear someone walking in the room. She felt a little noisy. Who was it in the middle of the night?

Shen Jiamu quietly opened his eyes and saw a tall body lying in front of him. He looked familiar... But there was only one back.

The eyelids were too heavy. Shen Jiamu subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his ears, then closed his eyes and soon fell asleep again.

*

The next day, Shen Jiamu was still asleep. The maid knocked on the door and told her that Miss Han was coming.

Shen Jiamu just got out of the quilt. He didn't respond to this sentence. He asked, "who's Miss Han?"

The maid blinked and softly explained, "the second young grandmother is the friend you brought back yesterday. We heard that her last name is Han."

After hearing this, Shen Jiamu reflected that it was Xueyou.

"I see."

Then Shen Jiamu turned and walked back. After two steps, he felt something wrong.

What's Xueyou doing on such an early morning?

However, he reacted quickly and said, "you ask her to wait for me for a while, and I'll come down right away."

"OK, second young grandma."

After the maid left, Shen Jiamu quickly returned to her bed, opened the cabinet and took out the clothes she had bought in the corner. When she was ready to change in the bathroom, she rushed to the bathroom door and found yetingchen inside.

Shen Jiamu was a little embarrassed. She couldn't call people out directly. She was embarrassed to change clothes outside. Finally, she had to stand there and wait.

Night Tingchen glanced at her and continued the movement on his hand.

Shen Jiamu took a deep breath and waited as patiently as possible.

She glanced at the time.

After a while, Shen Jiamu took another look at the time and then at yetingchen. He hasn't finished washing.

After a while, Shen Jiamu looked up again to confirm the time, and finally asked, "well... When are you ready? Can you... A little faster?"

Xueyou, wait for her downstairs.

Night Tingchen continued to wash slowly as if she had not heard her.

Shen Jiamu bit his lower lip, "yetingchen..."

"Don't know I'm disabled? How fast do you want me?" yetingchen suddenly replied.

Shen Jiamu suddenly had nothing to say. She wanted to say to him that the disabled are great. Would it take ten minutes to wash? But after looking at his immovable legs, Shen Jiamu swallowed his words to his lips.

Forget it, why should she bother with a disabled person?

Originally, his own disability had psychological trauma. As his wife, if she attacked his pain again, it would really make no sense.

Thinking of this, Shen Jiamu repressed his anger and asked in a low voice, "how long will it take you?"

Night Tingchen sneered: "urge me?"

Shen Jiamu: "no, I'm just asking about the time!"

Night Tingchen looked back at her coldly: "don't forget your identity."

Shen Jiamu is very angry. It seems that she has no chance to use the bathroom. After staring at him with hatred, Shen Jiamu returns to her bed with her clothes and sits down.

I haven't seen him stay in the bathroom for so long. Why does he have to stay in the bathroom for so long today? It always feels like he did it on purpose.

Thinking of this, Shen Jiamu suddenly remembered what yetingchen said to her last night. Her face changed slightly. There was no time to think about it. She changed her clothes directly by the bed. Anyway, no one came in after the room was closed. Let yetingchen stay enough if he wants the bathroom.

Shen Jiamu's speed was very fast. He changed his clothes in two or three times. When he turned around, he saw yetingchen sitting in a wheelchair staring at him, and he didn't know when he came out.

Shen Jiamu unconsciously stared: "when did you come out?"

Night Tingchen's eyes were slightly cold: "aren't you urging me all the time?"

"..." Shen Jiamu suddenly had nothing to say. When she urged him, he didn't come out. She didn't urge him, and he came out again.

That's the blink of an eye?

"Have you seen it?" after thinking, Shen Jiamu still cared and asked.

Although she just turned her back, but... After all, she was naked, and I don't know... Did he see it.

Thinking about it, Shen Jiamu's face became hot.

Night Tingchen smiled and stared at her mockingly: "what if you see it?"

Hearing this, Shen Jiamu stared and subconsciously twisted his hands together.

What if I see it

How can he be so righteous?

"Yetingchen, you are shameless!"

"Shameless?" yetingchen turned his wheelchair to her. His eyebrows were slightly raised, and suddenly clasped her wrist to bring her over. Shen Jiamu refused in advance. As a result, his hands were pressed on his thighs, and his petite body was arched close to yetingchen.

He put his hot hand around her waist, "would you like to show you what is more shameless?"

Shen Jiamu's face changed slightly. He raised his hand to push him away. For a moment, he forgot that his hand was on his leg. Now, after pulling out the other hand, the strength of the hand pressing his leg naturally became weaker. In addition, her movement struggled, so her hand slipped and actually slid to his two legs... In the middle