Hubby, Please Spare Me

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"Then start now." He said domineeringly.

Shui Miaomiao was a little impatient and nodded his head, sinking his face, "Hey, Ye Lingyi, did you have a funny brain? I had a baby with another man, don't you understand? ?Do you want to be a dad?"

Ye Lingyi's eyes turned a little bit red, staring at Shui Miaomiao, like two nails, to fix her in his eyes.

"How about your son?" Ye Lingyi asked coldly.

Shui Miaomiao pursed her mouth.

If Yan Yan is not like Shen Mochen, she must let Yan Yan come out to entertain Shen Mochen.

However, the problem is that Yan Yan is too embarrassed. Basically, she can recognize her like Chen Mochen, and she doesn't want to take risks.

"I said your son?" Ye Lingyi looked at her without answering, raised the decibel, and asked again.

"Ye Lingyi, don't be like this. Is it easy for everyone to get together and get away? You walk your way through Yangguan Road. I walk my wooden bridge. I don't like you anymore. I don't like it at all."

Ye Lingyi's eyes seemed to be stained with blood, his temple suddenly jumping.

He was never afraid, businessmen, enemies, opponents, in his eyes, are small creatures.

A reporter interviewed him, "What are you most afraid of?"

At that time he replied: "I am fearless."

Clean, neat, concise, confident to let everyone look up and sincerely.

Only he knew clearly.

What he was most afraid of: Shui Miaomiao no longer liked him.

She turned around without leaving a trace, leaving him in the swamp waiting for death in despair.

"I don't allow you to dislike me." Ye Lingyi said domineeringly.

Shui Miaomiao chuckled, and really felt funny.

"When you let me get out of it, I'll get out of the way with your tail. If you want me to like you, I'll like you. Who do you think you are? God? Ye Lingyi, this world is not what you want It’s just like that. I won’t tell you anymore. We’re different and don’t think of each other.” Shui Miaomiao walked to the door and opened the door, glancing down at the door, “I’m not going.”

Ye Lingyi looked at her steadily, her feet seemed to be rooted, and she didn't move at all, her cold eyes locked her light eyes, her heart, stabbed by poisonous thorns, the toxin penetrated into the blood, sour, astringent, and can not breath.

"Summer Evening, what the **** do you want? I will give you my life, OK?" Ye Lingyi said painfully.

"What do I want you to do, you can't eat it." Shui Miaomiao said lazily.

Ye Lingyi gritted her teeth, passing a sharp light in her eyes, did not go, went straight ahead, and pushed open the first door.

After a meal, Shui Miaomiao hurried over, stopped at the door, and asked, "What are you doing, it's illegal to break into private houses in the United States."

Ye Lingyi locked her glass cabinet tightly, and her deep eyes were covered with a layer of mist, pushing away Shui Miaomiao and entering.

Shui Miaomiao followed his gaze and also looked at the glass cabinet. When he saw the dagger inside, his eyes flashed a complex wave of light, and his eyes dropped.

Ye Lingyi took out the small dagger, turned around, facing Shui Miaomiao, with Shui Ze flowing in her eyes, and asked, "Since I don't like me anymore. Why keep the dagger I gave you."

Shui Miaomiao chuckled, "Because there is room for appreciation. This is a valuable thing."

Ye Ling's teeth were bitten tightly.

She always had a way to make him heartbroken and unable to breathe.

Ye Lingyi opened the knife, throwing the scabbard on the bed, and walked towards Shui Miaomiao step by step.

He walked in front of Shui Miaomiao, looked down at her decisively, took her hand, tucked the knife into his hand, and pointed it at his heart.