Chapter 274

Shen Jiamu's eyes looked with exploration. It seemed that he wanted to see a trace of strange emotion from the bottom of his eyes or between his eyebrows. He wanted to catch it bit by bit and didn't want to let it go.

But yetingchen hid his thoughts and emotions too well.

Shen Jiamu couldn't see anything at all.

Later, Shen Jiamu heard him say in a low voice, "I must speak clearly before you understand what I mean?"

Shen Jiamu paused and looked at him unidentified.

Night Tingchen thin lips micro hook: "come here."

His voice seemed to have magic. Shen Jiamu walked a few steps directly in front of him. When he came to him, yetingchen suddenly raised his hand and pulled her into his arms, then took her waist, leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I've been flattering you, haven't you noticed?"

Shen Jiamu was shocked and the pink lips moved.

In his heart, he suddenly turned over rivers and seas, as if thousands of horses were galloping in his heart... Shen Jiamu couldn't help biting his lower lip and staring at yetingchen.

They were so close that their eyes could hardly focus, but yetingchen leaned over bit by bit, the tip of his nose stuck to her, and his thin lips wanted to kiss her.

Shen Jiamu regained consciousness before he kissed himself and stretched out his hand between them.

The tactile sensation that would have fallen on her lips also touched the palm of her hand. Yetingchen was not angry and directly sucked in the palm of her hand.

Brush——

Shen Jiamu suddenly blushed and his eyes widened.

This bastard!

"Give me some time." he spoke close to the palm of her hand, exhaling all the heat in her palm. Shen Jiamu only felt the damp heat in her palm. "I will give you a satisfactory answer."

A satisfactory answer?

"You mean Han Xueyou?" Shen Jiamu paused. "What satisfactory answer can you give me?"

Night Tingchen's look at the bottom of his eyes was deep, "give me some time."

He repeated this sentence again.

Shen Jiamu bit his lower lip and suddenly hooked yetingchen's neck. "Then tell me, you and Xueyou... Those earrings..."

"Trust me."

Shen Jiamu stared at him in a daze.

Trust him?

Does she... Want to believe him?

But if what the maid said is true, he is... Different from her, but she has always been very angry about Xueyou.

Thinking of this, Shen Jiamu bit his shell teeth hard, and then said, "I told you in advance that I don't have the hobby of sharing a husband with my good friends."

Hearing this, yetingchen frowned: "who makes you think of this mess? I've never thought of marrying two women."

Shen Jiamu stubbornly pursed his lips and suddenly didn't know what to say. He spoke so clearly. Did she really misunderstand his relationship with Xueyou? But she saw those things with her own eyes.

Thinking of this, Shen Jiamu couldn't help but ask again, "can't you tell me clearly what the reason is?"

"No."

Night Tingchen said with a cold face, and his voice was cool: "you don't want to believe me once before the matter has been handled?"

Shen Jiamu hesitated.

Believe him once, do you really want to give him a chance? But... Shen Jiamu is still very hesitant. Her lips move. Before she speaks, yetingchen has bowed his head and kissed her.

The touch of the four lips is as soft as cotton.

At that moment, Shen Jiamu felt that all his thoughts were swallowed up by his kiss. What doubts, tangles and hesitations collapsed at this moment.

Trust him, now that he's talking.

If you like a man so much for the first time in your life, you should believe him recklessly once, and then... No matter what the result is, don't regret it in your life.

Shen Jiamu's heart knot has been untied. In the face of yetingchen's kiss, he also gradually responds green and astringent.

The dry wood is against the fire, and the two hold each other to death. Yetingchen overwhelms her on the soft quilt. When she wants to enter her, Shen Jiamu also bows up to meet her, but yetingchen suddenly stops.

After he stopped, his eyes kept staring at her faintly, making her scalp numb like a wolf.

Shen Jiamu blinked and asked dryly, "what's the matter?"

Night Tingchen didn't speak, pursed his thin lips or stared at her.

Shen Jiamu's scalp is numb. I don't know what happened. A moment later, Tingchen turns over and lies down on her side. His chest fluctuates because of his heavy breathing. Shen Jiamu's heartbeat is not good. Both of them breathe heavily.

"What's the matter?"

"Forget?" night Tingchen stared at her: "you are pregnant."

Shen Jiamu's face turned white: "... Are you disgusting me?"

Are you sensitive because you care too much? Night Tingchen stretched out his hand to cover her with a quilt and blocked the beautiful scene in front of her. Then he said in a dumb voice, "what do you dislike? Stupid woman, didn't you tell me before that doing too much will affect your children?"

Hearing the speech, Shen Jiamu suddenly stared at yetingchen in disbelief.

The reason why he didn't continue was because he was afraid of hurting her? And her first reaction was to think he was disgusting with himself? Suddenly, Shen Jiamu was so moved that she thought for a while. Regardless, she reached out and hugged yetingchen's neck, then took the initiative to climb up to him, hold him tight, and whispered a word.

With that, her face was red and dripping blood.

"What are you talking about?" when yetingchen was hugged by her on her own initiative, his body shook hard and his big hand held her slender waist: "what did you just say? Say it again."

Shen Jiamu bowed his head. It's enough to say that again. How can he say it again?

She shook her head and replied in a panic: "no, I didn't say anything..."

"Oh, really?" I don't know why, yetingchen's mood became a little happy. His thin lips were hooked with an evil radian and joked: "how can I hear someone tell me... It doesn't matter to be light?"

Shen Jiamu almost had no face to see people. He was buried in his chest and didn't want to show his face. His soft cheek touched his chest. Yetingchen felt that the softest string in his heart was touched.

"Forget it. I'm afraid I'll hurt you. Let's wait."

Unexpectedly, he finally gave up. Shen Jiamu quietly raised his head and blinked at him: "if you don't do it, doesn't it matter?"

"What's the matter?" her eyes were like a clear spring luring him. Night Tingchen closed his eyes and restrained his selfish desires.

He managed to coax her back. If he hurt her, he would have a headache again.

What does it matter? Shen Jiamu blinked. Although he said it didn't matter, somewhere... He didn't think so.

Shen Jiamu felt it clearly because she was lying on him.

However, it was warm for him to control his private desires without touching her.

Shen Jiamu smiled and lay on his chest: "thank you."