Chapter 117

Shen Jiamu doesn't know Han Xueyou's strange and tangled ideas.

After she separated from Han Xueyou, she went straight home.

After returning home, Shen Jiamu suddenly found that her little bed was missing.

Shen Jiamu's face changed color at a time. She remembered that she had just sleep on the floor and slept outside when she had just arrived at home. Later, Xiao Su thought she was too miserable. So she sent her a little bed to let Shen Jiamu sleep at night.

But now the little bed disappeared for no reason, and Shen Jiamu's heart suddenly panicked.

She wondered if yetingchen was suddenly angry with her and asked people to move her little bed away.

Shen Jiamu stood where he was, at a loss.

Suddenly two maids came in. When they saw her, they shouted to her.

"Second young grandma."

After hearing this, Shen Jiamu came back to himself. He looked back at them and nodded. He found that they were holding their clothes in their hands.

"What are you doing?" Shen Jiamu asked with the a frown, then looked back at position of the small bed. "You were packing my things just now?"

The two maids nodded: "the second young master asked us to clean up all the things of the second young grandmother."

Shen Jiamu turned pale and cleaned up all her things.

That sounds like... I'm going to kick her out.

"For... Why?" Shen Jiamu made a hard voice, and the blood color on his lips gradually faded.

The two maids looked at each other for unknown reasons, and then shook their heads: "we don't know what the second young lady and the second young master ordered. That's what we did."

Shen Jiamu was speechless.

It took her a long time to ask, "where is he?"

"The second young master is in the study."

"I see."

Without a moment's hesitation, Shen Jiamu took a step towards the study.

Sure enough, there was a light in the study. When Shen Jiamu came to the door, he saw Xiao Su inside.

Xiao Su heard the voice, looked at her, and then whispered to yetingchen, "yeshao, assistant Shen is coming, so I'll go first."

"HMM." yetingchen's eyes still fell on the computer screen, and his eyes answered coldly.

Xiao Su went out of his study and passed Shen Jiamu,

Shen Jiamu stood outside the door for a while, and then stepped in. She came to yetingchen and stared at his thin back.

Yetingchen knew she was coming, but he didn't pay attention to her. His eyes still focused on the computer screen. Shen Jiamu stood for a while and didn't know how to talk to him. She wanted to directly ask him why he moved the bed away. Did she want to drive her out to sleep?

But when the words came to her mouth, she couldn't say a word.

Finally, yetingchen took the initiative to say, "back?"

His voice was so low that he could not hear any happiness or anger.

Shen Jiamu pursed his lips and nodded, "HMM."

Night Tingchen typed on the keyboard with his fingers and said coldly, "I have work to do. See if the servant has packed up your things."

Shen Jiamu: "

Did you tell her so openly?

Shen Jiamu silently tightened his fist, but at last he still didn't say a word. He turned angrily and left.

She thought, if the other party chased her like this, what else did she keep for?

Why don't you go back and pack up and get out of here.

When he came to the door, the voice of yetingchen suddenly sounded again.

"I asked the servant to change the same pillow as me. If you are not used to silk, you can ask them to change it."

Shen Jiamu had already stepped out with one foot. Hearing the speech, she took it back. She thought she had heard wrong and looked back incredulously.

"What are you talking about?"

Night Tingchen finally took his eyes back from the computer screen and accurately landed on her white face: "what? Still want to sleep with me?"

Shen Jiamu: "

Her lips trembled slightly.

Night Tingchen thought she was dissatisfied and frowned: "what's the problem?"

Shen Jiamu subconsciously licked his lips and shook his head: "no, no, you took away my bed. Is... Let me sleep with you?"

She still feels incredible.

Yetingchen asked her to sleep with him.

Is he... Right?

However, the more doubtful and uncertain Shen Jiamu's expression was, the more unhappy the mood at the bottom of yetingchen's heart became.

"It's strange for couples to sleep together?"

Shen Jiamu returned, nodded, then shook his head, "no wonder."

In fact, her heart is strange. It is clear that the relationship between the two people was so bad before, but now he suddenly lives like a husband and wife with her. Is it because he slept that night?

Shen Jiamu didn't know what it was like in her heart, but it was definitely not a good feeling.

"I know. I'll go and have a look first." then Shen Jiamu fled and left the study.

After returning to the room, the servant just came up.

"Second young grandma, your pillows and quilts have been arranged for you. All you have prepared are silk thin quilts and silk pillows. Second young grandma sees that there is nothing unsatisfied, so she tells us to do it."

Shen Jiamu shook his head: "very good."

"If the second young grandmother has no other orders, we'll go first."

"OK."

After they left, Shen Jiamu walked slowly towards the only bed in the room.

Standing by the bed, the expression on Shen Jiamu's face was faint.

This bed belongs to yetingchen. She slept the day she just got married. At that time, she was still wearing a wedding dress. Later, she didn't dare to come near here again. In the past, there was only one pillow here, that is yetingchen's, but now there is a light pink pillow next to yetingchen, which echoes with yetingchen's light blue pillowcase.

The quilt has also been changed. The Striped quilt with pink and blue has been replaced. It looks like a set.

Shen Jiamu's eyes were very complicated, and her hand hung on one side silently tightened and tightened again.

If... Just because of what happened that night, he felt owed to himself, or other emotions, she really didn't need it.

But... Deep in my heart, I long for these warm feelings.

Yetingchen is a man who is cold outside and hot inside.

This was beyond her imagination.

"Are you satisfied with what you see?" the cold voice came from behind. Shen Jiamu looked back and suddenly turned his head. He saw yetingchen rolling the wheel in, and then quickly came to her.

Shen Jiamu's hand was still on the quilt. Seeing this, he nervously took it back and got up to look at him cramped.

Night Tingchen's eyes stuck to her face, as if looking for something.

"Well... Don't you like people close to you? We had an appointment before. You didn't let me touch you, but... You moved my bed."

Speaking of this, Shen Jiamu hesitated and looked at yetingchen's face. Then he slowly said, "if I accidentally meet you, what should I do?"