[Marriage first, love later] She is happy after marrying a widower

It was late at night, and the two people lying on the bed were stiff and embarrassed with each other.

In order to prevent Shen Huanjun and Shen Wanwan from discovering that they were a fake couple, the two had to live in the same room.

In the darkness, Han Heming coughed lightly and wanted to say something, but Song Yanzhi spoke.

"Why is your teacher here?"

Ever since having Ajiu and Tuantuan, Song Yanzhi has been extremely cautious, and she thinks over and over again about the people and things around her.

As soon as Song Yanzhi asked this question, Han Heming became even more embarrassed. He asked the servant boy beside the teacher.

The reason why the teacher came to his house was that he wanted to marry his junior sister to him.

The servant boy was reluctant to say this at first, but after much persuasion, he finally hinted at it.

He hadn't contacted his teacher for a long time and didn't know how the teacher knew that his wife had passed away.

"I haven't seen the teacher for several years. He probably misses me."

It was hard to say that the teacher wanted to marry him.

"Han Heming, touch your nose and see if it has gotten longer."

Song Yanzhi rolled her eyes silently. They were treating her like a three-year-old child. She didn't believe that Teacher Han Heming traveled thousands of miles to come here just because he missed him.

Han Heming touched his nose awkwardly. Fortunately, Song Yanzhi couldn't see his appearance, otherwise she would have noticed that his face was already red.

"How long will they stay here?"

If Teacher Han Heming didn't leave, her room and her bed would always be occupied by Han Heming.

"The teacher just came to see me. He won't stay for a few days."

He is already married, so the teacher's goal cannot be achieved. The junior sister is already sixteen years old. In order not to delay the junior sister's marriage, the teacher will definitely return to the city as soon as possible to find another good husband for the junior sister.

"Have you ever been attracted to your junior sister? I think that girl likes you very much."

Anyone with eyes can see Shen Wanwan's admiration for Han Heming. The joy in her eyes when she saw Han Heming, the sweet way she called him "senior brother", and her hostility towards her all said it all.

"Don't talk nonsense. Junior sister is still a girl, so you are not allowed to say such things."

When he was studying with his teacher, his junior sister was only a few years old, still a little kid. How could he possibly be attracted to her? If he really had feelings for a little kid, wouldn't he be a beast?

"I'm serious. We're just pretending to be a couple. If you really have another woman you like, tell her clearly to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings."

Song Yanzhi's voice was ethereal and long in the darkness, making Han Heming's heart inexplicably tight.

"You're leaving?"

His voice was dry, and filled with a tension that he wasn't even aware of.

"Didn't we agree on this? I'll just help you take care of the child temporarily. Once you find the right person, I'll leave."

Han Heming felt a pain in his heart. She said she would leave. Why? Did she look down on him?

He thought that after that night, Song Yanzhi would stay and let him take responsibility. It turned out that she meant it, and Han Heming felt angry.

"I said I would be responsible for you."

Song Yanzhi suddenly felt Han Heming, who was lying flat, turned over and faced her. The man's breathing blew on her side, making her face a little hot?

responsible?

"What's the responsibility?"

Song Yanzhi thought about it and said what was in her heart. She was an adult, so why should Han Heming take any responsibility for her?

"you forgot?"

Han Heming's breathing became heavier, and there seemed to be a hint of anger in his voice.

"I don't mind helping you remember."

Song Yanzhi only felt that Han Heming moved a little closer to her. His nose and lips seemed to be very close to her face, making her feel a little dangerous.

She couldn't help but move closer to the bed.

Unexpectedly, Han Heming chased her relentlessly. When she moved, he also moved.

"Do you remember it?"

Han Heming's voice entered Song Yanzhi's ear again. The voice was right next to her ear, low and magnetic, like a mellow wine, making people want to take a sip.

Song Yanzhi remembered that morning when she said she didn't need to take responsibility and he said he would definitely take responsibility.

"Han Heming, stay away from me. I don't want you to be responsible."

Song Yanzhi reached out and pushed Han Heming, but Han Heming didn't move.

"You don't like me? But what do you think is wrong with me?"

He has slept with her, how could he not be responsible for her? What is this girl thinking?

"Of course you're not good. You're so much older than me and you're the father of several children. I don't want to help you take care of children."

Of course not. Han Heming is a very good person. He is a responsible man and a responsible father. He is diligent and responsible. Even in modern times, he is a rare good man.

"Are you disgusted by my age? If you don't want to take care of the child, I'll go to town tomorrow and buy a maid to do the laundry and cooking."

"Yes, I despise you, and you don't have to be responsible for me."

After Song Yanzhi finished speaking, she turned over and faced the bed. She knew that her words were too hurtful.

But her soul from another world does not want to have too deep an involvement with the people in this world. She can travel from that world to this world, but who knows if she will travel to another place in the future.

In her previous life, she was in the fashion circle and had a boyfriend. In this life, she wouldn't mind having a love affair with a man in another world if she found one she liked, but that man wouldn't be Han Heming.

Han Heming didn't speak, and the world fell into silence.

He must be angry.

Song Yanzhi saw that Han Heming had not spoken for a long time and thought secretly.

Han Heming, I'm sorry.

Song Yanzhi felt guilty. Han Heming rescued her from the Song family, but she stabbed him.

Song Yanzhi rode in a carriage for a whole day, and soon fell into a deep sleep filled with guilt.

Han Heming listened to the even breathing sound beside his ear, and patted Song Yanzhi's butt lightly through the quilt. What an annoying little girl.

The next day, when Song Yanzhi woke up, there was no one beside her and the quilt was neatly folded and placed aside.

There were faint voices outside the yard, but she couldn't hear them clearly. She got up, dressed, opened the door, and the voices came clearly.

"Brother, what a lazy wife you married! The third child is crying, but she doesn't even know to get up to feed him. You still want a grown man like you to get up and take care of the child."

In the yard, Han Heming was holding Sanwa and feeding him goat milk.

Last night, Sanwa slept in her room. Did Sanwa cry? She really didn't hear anything.

"Wanwan, don't be rude. She's your sister-in-law, my daughter-in-law. Whether she wants to get up or not, and when she wants to get up, is her freedom. What does it have to do with you?"

This man really doesn't have any romantic thoughts towards his junior sister. She is still a little girl. Han Heming said this, and I'm afraid the little girl will cry out loud.