Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Shui Miaomiao was on holiday, thinking of going to a study abroad institution, and thanks to the editor's kindness, he left the company. .

She had just walked out of the door and heard the horn and looked at the parking lot.

Shen Mochen looked at her with her eyes closed, glanced at the door, and motioned her to get in.

Shui Miaomiao pursed her lips.

They broke up yesterday, he also found other women, but today he helped her again.

Shui Miaomiao couldn't touch Shen Mochen's thoughts, and walked towards him. He got into the position of co-pilot and gave Shen Mochen a glance.

He played a piece of music for "seeyouagain", finger-pointed the steering wheel, and looked at the front with deep eyes, steady and calm.

Shui Miaomiao couldn't see whether he was angry or angry?

"Don't want to say anything?" Shen Mochen asked.

Shui Miaomiao carefully raised her sweet smile and asked, "Dear you help me out?"

"Otherwise do you think there is anyone else?" Shen Mochen asked lazily, and gave her a glance.

"Dear horse, an invincible, unpretentious, as long as I hold your thigh, I can eat delicious, spicy." Shui Miaomiao flattered.

Shen Mochen looked at her with a grin, as if she had never been injured, a pity flashed in her eyes.

She can actually rely on him, in front of him, without pretending to be strong.

"Shui Miaomiao, I'm your husband. If you see someone who is upset in the future, just tell me, and I will make someone more upset."

Shui Miaomiao smiled, she absolutely believed that Shen Mochen had this ability.

His character of comparability, she has been taught.

However, she was afraid that she would indulge in Shen Mochen's masculine charm. When he was tired of her, his favor was given to other women. Isn't she the most uncomfortable one?

"Those little characters, I can pinch them to death without her husband." Shui Miaomiao said clearly.

Shen Mochen chuckled, "I don't know who you pinched to death."

Shui Miaomiao was guilty and could only laugh.

Shen Mochen was soft in her heart and softened her hair.

Shui Miaomiao glanced at him, dare not to speak, and straightened his hair with his hands.

Shen Mochen glanced at her, and it was messed up again.

Shui Miaomiao was annoyed, knowing that he intentionally shouted, "Shen Mochen."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Mochen leaned over and kissed her ruddy lips. The red tongue entered her mouth vigorously and sucked hard.

Shen Mochen almost returned home quickly.

Once home, he couldn't wait to pull her into the room.

A warm kiss hugs her face and shoulders, she takes off her clothes, and a heavy breath falls on her skin.

Shui Miaomiao was confused by the kiss. Shen Mochen was laid down on the bed.

Shen Mochen remembered something again, pity flashed in her eyes full of instincts, turning her over and lying on her stomach.

He saw the scars on her back that hadn't healed, and his lips kissed gently along each scar on her back, as if to cure her all, and let her melt into his kiss.

Shui Miaomiao was afraid of itching on his back.

Giggle did not listen, twitching his back, it was really unbearable, pleading: "Shen Mochen, hurry up, hurry up."

Shen Mochen endured the urge to want her, kissed down, and she only entered after she was emotional.

Shui Miao Miao Jiao snorted, thought of something, turned his head to look at him, reminded: "Sleep."

Shen Mochen was comfortable, did not want to come out, looked at her pitiful appearance, stopped, mutely said: "Help me wear."

Shui Miaomiao opened the drawer.

Her cell phone rang.

Shui Miaomiao was shocked, panic flashed in his eyes, and looked at the bag, wouldn't it be the study abroad institution.