Hubby, Please Spare Me

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He went back now, maybe it was very dangerous.

Such a man standing at the top of the pyramid would feel regretful and regretful if he died young.

"You will be fine, right?" Shui Miaomiao asked with concern.

Shen Mochen looked at Shui Miaomiao's worried eyes, and the strange joy in her heart slowly flowed into the body's blood, and Rui Rui's eyes deepened.

She doesn't seem to feel anything about him.

"I'm dead, did you just get rid of it?" Shen Mochen asked rhetorically.

Shui Miaomiao uncomfortably pursed her lips.

She hates his persecution, his domineering and ****.

However, after all, he helped her before, in fact, he was Yan Yan's biological father.

She just wanted to stay away from him and didn't want him to die.

Shui Miaomiao's eyes flickered and said, "It sounds like you are the righteous side, and you can of course inherit your grandfather's legacy. There are things that bad guys have speculated that should not belong to them. I believe that justice will definitely defeat evil. "

Shen Mochen's face was a little cold, and she gave her a cool look and said, "I don't like this kind of rhetoric."

"Cut." He's too picky and picky, and if it sounds good, some will be good.

"You are so courageous and courageous, Lord Yan does not dare to accept you..."

Shui Miaomiao hadn't finished talking yet. Shen Mochen held her cold hand, and her dark, dark eyes locked her, and said in a low voice: "If it's against your heart, you don't need to say it."

Sounds, his voice is a bit sad.

Shui Miaomiao groaned in her heart.

The temperature of his palm was very hot, and he was transmitting the temperature to her skin bit by bit.

Before, she was bullied by Ye Lingyi, ****, trampled on, felt cold all over, lonely and helpless, isolated and helpless, unable to raise her head.

It was him who took her hand and took her back powerfully, making her not so embarrassed, nor so humble and pitiful, she could lift her proud chin and stand straight in front of Ye Lingyi.

This man once warmed her inadvertently.

Shui Miaomiao looked at Shen Mochen.

He had turned his face and looked forward seriously, condensing, not relaxed at all.

Sunlight came in from the window and fell on his guigui body, shrouded in a layer of golden aperture, and wrapped his faint sorrow.

If he really died, she would regret not saying this.

"Shen Mochen, I don't want you to be in trouble. Sincerely." Shui Miaomiao said softly.

Shen Mochen raised her lips.

Little foxes are not well cooked.

He looked at her slyly and said, "I didn't put Shen Jiachang in my eyes at all. His little way of doing things was just self-defeating."

Shui Miaomiao looked at his confidence and composure and blinked.

Was she worried just now?

*

After she and Shen Mochen were separated from the train station, she returned home at seven o'clock in the evening, pushed the door open, and Yan Yan ran to her in front of her, smiling and looking at her face.

Shui Miaomiao glanced at Yan Yan and took off her shoes.

Yan Yan immediately bent over and put the slippers in front of Shui Miaomiao.

Shui Miaomiao raised her lips.

She changed her shoes, reached out, hooked Yan Yan's shoulders, and walked to the sofa with her arms around her, glancing at Yan Yan's shiny eyes, "Speak, what did you do?"

"What bad things can I do? In your Wuzhi Mountain, I turn my head, and you can see clearly." Yan Yan scratched her head and said with a guilty smile.