Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Which pot is he really not talking about?

Shui Miaomiao put his smile down, squinted his eyes down, twisted his beautiful brows, and said unpleasantly, "I am stimulated, are you comfortable?"

"Late night, it's not that I don't mention it, things will not happen. You have things today, don't you understand? The people of the Shen family don't accept you, so they will shut you out." Ye Lingyi was also annoyed. Then, Shui Miaomiao was locked sharply.

"If you don't accept it, you won't accept it. Whoever wants them to accept it, I will get the inflammation. I was born. I am the child's biological mother. It's not that they don't say it's not. No one can change the blood relationship." Shui Miao Miao said restlessly, pushing away Ye Lingyi and opening the door.

Ye Lingyi took Shui Miaomiao's arm and reminded, "But don't forget, Shen Mochen is Yan Da's father."

"What the **** do you want to say?" Shui Miaomiao lifted Ye Lingyi's hand and raised the decibel.

"Lawwise, the most important point in determining the ownership of a child's custody is the assessment of the economic strength of both men and women.

If one day, you and Shen Mochen deal with the court, I will be your strongest backing.

If not, I will give you all the property under my name to help you fight for the custody of the child. "Chen Lingyi, Ye Lingyi's eyes burning.

"Then what do you want, why do you want to give it to me for no reason, your brain is sick? See a doctor if you are sick." Shui Miaomiao said politely.

"I will not treat this as a transaction. I just want to fulfill your wishes, protect you, and love you. If you think I am sick, then I have given up treatment." Ye Lingyi said sadly.

Shui Miaomiao felt that he had true feelings, but he was well now, she could not afford it.

Shui Miao Miao glanced at him, said nothing, lowered his head, opened the door to go out, and shouted: "Yanyan, we went back."

Yan Yan ran out of the kitchen holding the spoon, wondering: "Hello so fast, my fairy porridge is not ready yet?"

"Go back and do it again," Shui Miaomiao said concisely.

"Oh." Yan Yan glanced at Ye Lingyi's face, pursed her mouth, and placed the spoon on the table.

Ye Lingyi took a **** umbrella from the shelf and handed it to Yan Yan.

Yan Yan took it and looked suspiciously at Ye Lingyi's empty hand, reminding: "Uncle, don't you take an umbrella? A black umbrella is not enough for the three of us."

"There is still in the car." Ye Lingyi said in a deep voice, looking at Yan Yan's careful thinking.

This kid, thief.

He opened the door and went out.

All three came downstairs.

The wind blew over, carrying the moisture of the rain and the coolness of the spring, brushing her face.

Shui Miaomiao has a fever, feels particularly cold, and her head is dizzy. She closes her shirt.

Ye Lingyi looked at her with soft eyes, and her slender fingers quickly unbuttoned the button, took off her black suit, and put it on Shui Miaomiao's shoulder.

The clothes carried him with body temperature, and a slight perfume smell, plunged into her nose.

This rich, charming mature man taste is not familiar to her.

Shui Miaomiao glanced at Ye Lingyi, and his eyes flicked into his soulful and distant eyes.

She subconsciously rejected it, took the clothes off, and returned it to Ye Lingyi. She raised her lips and refused with a smile: "It's summer now, I'm not cold, and it's too hot to heat stroke."