After the marriage, I have "two" more wives

Chapter 64

The trembling shoulders from crying naturally attracted Jiang Yao's attention, he paused, turned Shu Mian around, let the other person look directly at his face, and asked softly:

"What's wrong, baby?"

He paused, and said, "It hurts again?"

"No..." Shu Mian was out of breath from crying, even though he knew he shouldn't think of Shu Qitian so inappropriately at this moment, but when he saw that obtrusive phone, Shu Qitian's face came to mind again. So Shu Mian stretched out her hand, like a drowning traveler grabbing the only piece of driftwood, and hugged Jiang Yao, her trembling and thin voice contained the sound of weeping:

"I'm sorry, Jiang Yao."

He tried his best to hold back the crying that leaked out when he spoke, but his throat hurt so badly that he was out of breath in the end. His beautiful eyeballs were filled with tears. As long as he moved his eyelashes lightly, they would roll all over his face like falling pearls. He said with a twitch:

"We...we continue..."

Jiang Yao: "..."

Seeing Shu Mian's uncontrollable trembling and sobbing expression, Jiang Yao sighed, struggling in his heart.

He pressed his fingers against the edge of the sink, so hard that his arms burst out with blue veins. He wanted to continue several times, but in the end, reason prevailed.

After a while, Shu Mian saw that Jiang Yao hadn't moved any more, and was wiping away tears in confusion but embarrassment, as if she wanted to look up at Jiang Yao's expression, but in the next second, a warm palm fell on the top of Shu Mian's head, only to hear Jiang Yao's gentle and magnetic voice full of distress, pressed against her ear, and said softly:

"How could I be willing to let you cry?"

He wiped away Shu Mian's tears, and behaved softly as if he was afraid of disturbing a gust of wind: "Baby, it's okay, I will wait... So, don't cry anymore, okay?"

Jiang Yao carried Shu Mian out of the room first, and let Shu Mian put on his coat to calm down on the bed. It was not until half an hour later that he took a cold shower and came out of the bathroom.

As soon as he saw Jiang Yao coming out, Shu Mian forced himself to stop his tears. He stepped on his slippers and walked over, covering his face, as if looking up to see Jiang Yao's eyes, but he was afraid of seeing Jiang Yao's accusing eyes, so he stopped talking. After a while, he peeked at Jiang Yao from between his fingers, and stammered:

"Jiang Yao..."

He paused, and after a while, his face blushed silently again, and his eyes didn't know where to go:

".......Are you OK?"

Jiang Yao was wrapped in a bath towel and was wiping her wet hair. Hearing this, she stopped wiping her hair. She lowered her head and glanced at Shu Mian, who was full of nervousness. After a while, she unconsciously raised her eyebrows, and said in a casual tone:

"Why, do you care about me?"

"..." Shu Mian hesitated for a moment, then decided to admit it openly:

"yes."

His voice was like a mosquito: "I'm afraid you'll be overwhelmed."

Jiang Yao: "..."

He stretched out his hand and pressed his palm against the wall next to Shu Mian, then lowered his head, his eyes intertwined with Shu Mian, a dark color passed across his eyes, his eyes lingered on Shu Mian's lips and collarbone, then he retracted his gaze restrainedly, and said in a deep voice: