Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Shen Mochen didn't even look at her, picked up the durian beside him, walked towards the living room, and handed him to Master Shen, said nonchalantly: "Take your dear lotus, and go home to taste slowly."

"I'm not going alone, it's better to be alone than I am. Let me go." Master Shen's eyes radiated light.

His grandson can't bear the durian smell anymore, hehe.

Shen Mochen grabbed Mr. Shen's hand and twisted his eyebrows and asked, "Do you still want to hold your grandson?"

"Think." Mr. Shen nodded without hesitation.

"If you don't leave, how do we make people?" Shen Mochen asked rhetorically.

Grandpa Shen understood, "Go immediately."

Shen Mochen closed his eyes.

Father Shen returned to the car and drove away.

Shen Mochen called the caregiver and ordered: "Now Grandpa is out of Longmen Yaju to protect his safety."

Shui Miaomiao washed the dishes, came out of the kitchen, and heard what Shen Mochen called.

It seems that Shen Mochen and Grandpa are intolerant and lift each other, but she knows that Shen Mochen really cares about Grandpa.

"Grandpa is gone?" Shui Miaomiao said without further ado.

Shen Mochen walked towards Shui Miaomiao and looked down at her.

She also wears an apron, with the smell of rice from the home woman, mixed with her unique elegant fragrance, sweet and warm feeling.

He pityed her before and gave her time to raise land.

Fart.

Have you raised it for others?

Let others dream.

He stretched out his hand suddenly, fingers through the hair in the back of her head, holding her head.

Leaning over, her ruddy lips touched her soft lips.

Shui Miaomiao looked at him with wide eyes, and his heart beat out of his throat.

Didn't he disgust her yesterday?

Shen Mochen stretched out her red tongue and slowly outlined along her lips, like the lure or mermaid on the reef, heavy breath spit on her face.

His breath was sucked into her abdomen, as the blood reached her brain, she was so coaxing that she couldn't think about it, her heart beat faster, and she opened her mouth carefully.

Shen Mochen's red tongue came in.

Wet, with heat, very strong, lifted the tip of her tongue, contained in his mouth, sucked deeply.

Shui Miaomiao was hypoxic, his legs and feet were soft, and he held his arm, relying on him to support her body.

Shen Mochen's kiss grew deeper and deeper. With the other hand, she pulled open her apron, and a warm big palm stretched out of her dress, as if with magic, wherever she went, it caused her to shudder.

Shui Miaomiao's breath was quick, and her face was smeared with two scarlet Yunxia.

When she thought he would want her, Shen Mochen released her instead.

Shui Miaomiao licked his lips and looked up at him carefully, seeing two little selves in his deep eyes.

She tipped her toes and kissed him on the lips.

Shen Mochen didn't push her away, looked at her scorchingly, and asked in a dumb voice: "Are you jerk?"

Shui Miaomiao shook his head.

Yesterday, she was too nervous and too frightened to open her mouth.

Shen Mochen looked at her deeply, "What if I want to do **** to you?"

Shui Miaomiao's face was redder, her eyes flickered, she was sparkling, Shui Zeying was full, and she raised an eyebrow and said embarrassedly, "I want to close."

Shen Mochen raised her lips.

Little fox, when frank, sometimes, a word can make people's blood surge.

This syllable made him associate.

Shen Mochen picked up Shui Miaomiao and walked towards the bedroom.