Hubby, Please Spare Me

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When Shen Mochen became strong, Shui Miaomiao couldn't resist.

The battlefield was transferred from the living room to the bedroom.

Moved from the bedroom to the bathroom.

He returned to the bedroom from the bathroom.

Shui Miaomiao's tired strength was gone, lying on the bed, closing his eyes and pretending to be dead.

Shen Mochen came out of the bathroom, feeling happy physically and mentally, gave her a soft look, lifted the blanket, and sat on the bed.

Shui Miaomiao felt the bed sink and did not want to move.

Shen Mochen's cell phone rang.

He thought it was Lin Nanyu. He answered and lowered his voice and asked, "What's wrong? Uncle."

"Mo Chen, I met the assistant last time. He was buying a diamond ring. Are you getting married? Is it with Shui Miaomiao?" Lin Nanyu asked speculatively.

Shen Mochen's eyes deepened a bit.

Now that he is not married, even if he is married and the shares are not in his hands, Shen Jiachang must be extremely versatile to prevent it. He does not want Shui Miaomiao to be in danger.

"It's not Shui Miaomiao, I proposed, and there are others. When the next day is open, I will tell the uncle, I hope the uncle understands." Shen Mochen said in a deep voice.

Shui Miaomiao's eyelashes twitched slightly, and a weird acid flowed through her heart.

It turned out that she was just a spare tire in the spare tire.

I remember when she was in high school, she read magazines.

The magazine said: Man, rely on the younger brother to think, a woman just digs into the man's bed, no matter whether the man recognizes her or not, the younger brother gets up first.

Their **** has nothing to do with love.

This question, she also asked Ling Yi overnight.

"Xiaoyi, what would you do if a woman just got into your blanket?"

Ye Lingyi rubbed her head and said meaningfully: "You're still young, wait again, go to college, I want you."

Thinking of Ye Lingyi, Shui Miaomiao's heart was twisted again, like a needle thread passing through, and her breathing was heavy.

She moved, covering her face on the pillow, tears, and dipped into the pillow.

Men and women are the same!

Love may not be together for a lifetime.

Sexuality is not necessarily love.

It's a bit sad to think about it, but it's helpless. The **** is going wrong, you can change the game and start again.

Life is wrong, it is a lifetime.

Shen Mochen hung up the phone and looked at Shui Miaomiao.

She pressed her face against the pillow, wouldn't she suffocate herself?

Shen Mochen turned Shui Miaomiao over.

Shui Miaomiao did not want him to see that he was crying, and buried his head in Shen Mochen's chest.

Shen Mochen glanced at a ray of light, twisted his eyebrows, and the jaws clamped Shui Miaomiao's chin.

Shui Miaomiao had to open his eyes.

Shen Mochen asked suspiciously in Miaomiao's red eyes, "Why cry?"

Shui Miaomiao pursed her lips, her eyes were watery, like spring water, the light reflected from the light, some complex flashes, the water mist covered the window of the soul, hesitated for three seconds, and answered: "I made a Nightmare."

"What did you dream of?" Shen Mochen asked, examining her eyes.

"Dream to see me dead." Shui Miaomiao said, tears streaming down.

The past summer evening was really dead.

She and Ye Lingyi can never go back.

Shen Mochen's fingers wiped the tears on Shui Miaomiao's face, his eyes softened a bit, and it was as dark as ink. Shen Sheng assured: "Relax, I won't let you die."

"Huh." Shui Miaomiao responded and said softly, "I want to sleep. Can the lights be turned off?"

Shen Mochen gave her a deep look, turned around, and turned off the light.

Shui Miaomiao closed her eyes.