Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Shui Miaomiao stood up, squinted to Yan Yan's little back, and the clear blue waves ran through her dark eyes.

How could she not understand?

Yanyan loves money so much. For her, she gave up at least hundreds of millions. Think about it, she seems to be really selfish, afraid that Yanyan will be bound by money and shares.

She should have confidence in Yanyan.

If she wasn't careful, she won the game and Yan Yan also had a share of self-defense, so she would not be too wronged.

Thinking of this, Shui Miaomiao suddenly opened, went to the study, knocked on the door, and pushed open.

The lawyer was sorting out the contract, and Yan Yan stood next to him and stared.

Mr. Shen looked at Yan Yan thoughtfully, and was very sorry.

Shen Mochen was sitting on a chair, turning a pen in his hand, his eyes narrowed, his whole body shrouded in cold air, and the chills that no one would enter.

Shui Miaomiao looked at Shen Mochen, and asked with some embarrassment; "I'm too late to regret now?"

Everyone's eyes looked at Shui Miaomiao.

Shui Miaomiao blushed, walked into the study, closed the door, cleared his throat, and said to Shen Mochen: "I thought about it just now, I think it makes sense for you to speak, give the child a little pressure, a little motivation, a little responsibility Only in this way can the child better know what to do and what he wants. Kangxi and King Zhao Wuling are the best examples. As a mother, I should let my child develop better."

Yan Yan looked at Shui Miaomiao and asked in a puzzled way: "Mother-in-law, have you just been struck by lightning?"

"Did you hear the thunder just now?" Shui Miaomiao replied.

Old Master Shen didn't expect Shui Miaomiao to change so fast, and asked softly, "Don't you just say that?"

"I just had long hair and short knowledge. I didn't read much, and I still have many grades. Now I'm still a senior student. I naturally think about the problem. It's easy to smoke. After being scolded by Shen Mochen, I suddenly woke up." Shui Miao Miao said to the old man seamlessly.

Grandpa Shen was speechless.

He felt that his face was thick enough. Today, after seeing Shui Miaomiao, he realized that there is a sky outside, and there are people outside.

He was bragging about the diary at most, how could this... appear in the crowd without being ashamed.

Shen Mochen raised her lips and felt much better than before. Looking at Shui Miaomiao, she threw the pen on the table and said nonchalantly: "I have all signed."

"Uh..." Shui Miaomiao responded, raising an astringent smile.

Can she say that she regrets her intestines?

"Come here." Shen Mochen ordered a tone.

Shui Miaomiao dragged her head to Shen Mochen.

He reached out, wrapped her arms around her, and pulled hard, Shui Miaomiao sat on his lap.

She could feel the mechanical lines of his thighs, emitting heat and burning her skin, which was a bit unnatural.

Shui Miaomiao stood up awkwardly.

There are too many people in the room.

She has a thin skin.

Uh.

Bo Zi when she did not say.

"Don't move." Shen Mochen spoke again.

Shui Miaomiao stopped, not knowing what he wanted to do, looking at him.

"Want?" Shen Mochen asked, his voice smelling with love and ambiguity, and it was easy to make people want to be crooked. The palm was still on her waist and squeezed.

A little itchy,

Shui Miaomiao straightened his back, "What?"

"Shares." Shen Mochen replied patiently.

Shui Miaomiao pursed her lips, squinted and looked at the ground. She turned back and was a little embarrassed, and said softly: "People die for money, birds die for food, they want it."

Shen Mochen pinched Shui Miaomiao's nose, pursed his mouth, and said, "I just wanted to kill you just now."