Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Her face was cold, and there seemed to be wet tears.

She did not want to cry, she was strong, what a heartache today, even with tears in her sleep.

Shen Mochen sees her sleeping like this, and tomorrow's neck and waist can't stand it.

He leaned over, crossed his arms behind her knees, and wrapped her arms around her waist, holding her up.

Shui Miaomiao frowned slightly, feeling that she seemed to be up and down on the sea. She was afraid of being overwhelmed. She stretched out her hand and wrapped around Shen Mochen’s muscular waist. Her small head leaned softly in his arms without opening her eyes. Come on, hold him tighter.

Shen Mochen felt her strength, her small body was soft and soft, as if relying on him.

His heart was about to melt, his eyes softly looked at Shui Miaomiao, and he sighed helplessly.

He put her gently on the rear seat.

Shui Miaomiao was forced to let go of her hand because of her own gravity, and she frowned as she didn't catch anything.

Shen Mochen took off his suit and put it on her.

Shui Miaomiao grabbed the clothes, hands like the paws of the groundhog, held tightly, opened his brows, and fell asleep.

Shen Mochen closed the door of the car, got into the driver's seat, and glanced at the time on the car. It was already 3:10.

Looking back, I glanced at Shui Miaomiao distressedly. His eyes were complicated. He took out his mobile phone and texted Yan Yan.

"I have found your mother and sent her home." Shen Mochen finished driving and drove to Shui Miaomiao's house.

The movie theater is very close to Shui Miaomiao's house, and it's a 10-minute walk.

After a while, he went downstairs to her.

Shen Mochen opened the door and wanted to pick her up. His hand just lifted her up and sat up.

"**##......" Shui Miaomiao groaned, not knowing what to say, Shen Mochen didn't hear clearly, and saw her small brow furrowed, as if she didn't want to.

"What?" Shen Mochen asked silly, just wanting to know what dream she had.

"You are a bastard." Shui Miaomiao made it clear this time.

Shen Mochen: "..."

If I knew it, he wouldn't ask.

He put her arms around her waist and leaned over, his arms reaching under her knees again, and he just picked up Shui Miaomiao.

Like she was conscious, she reached out and wrapped around his neck,

The little head tilted and leaned against his chest, gently and softly.

Shen Mochen raised the corner of her mouth helplessly.

Shui Miaomiao who is asleep likes to pester people, and Shui Miaomiao who is pestering him is quite cute.

He put Shui Miaomiao on the bed.

Shui Miaomiao felt warm just now, but now it was a little cold. She unconsciously grabbed his hand.

"Miao Miao, let go." Shen Mochen said softly.

She closed her eyes, her body trembled, and said softly, "Shen Mochen, I'm cold."

Shen Mochen's heart seemed to be hit by something, causing ripples in circles.

She just shouted Shen Mochen.

She shouted his name in her sleep. Does it prove that she cares a little bit about him?

No matter how hard his heart melted, he had no other things, and now he is not important anymore.

Shen Mochen was lying next to her, helping them cover the quilt. His warm big hands were gently placed on Shui Miaomiao's waist.

The warm current spread from her skin to her blood.

Shui Miaomiao drilled into his arms and found the most comfortable position. His hands were lying under his face, his feet were raised, resting on his waist, rubbing and rubbing closer to him.

Shen Mochen raised the corner of her mouth and put her hand on her waist, pulling it slightly into his arms with a little force.