Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Shui Miaomiao was thin-skinned, turned around and walked out of the study.

Shen Mochen was in a good mood and followed her out.

Yan Yan watched them go out, stepped on a chair, leaned on the table with a pen in his hand, and reassured Mr. Shen: "Duke, you don't know these two children in general, they are not as big as you."

"Well." Master Shen looked at Yan Yan, rubbed Yan Yan's small head, and said with a smile: "Yan Yan is sensible."

"Tai Gong, let's set up a powerful combination. In the future, I will show you the game, and I will be overwhelmed." Yan Yan said confidently, with a brilliant light in his eyes.

"Okay, do you still play games?" Mr. Shen imagined the scene where they are happy to play games, and they were happy when they thought about it. They asked, "What is the name of our group."

"We are old grandchildren." Yan Yan asked with his head tilted.

"Good," Mr. Shen acknowledged. "Sun Wukong has 72 changes. It is a battle against the Buddha. It is very suitable."

"No, Sun Wukong is a person, and Sun Sun is an abbreviation of two historical celebrities. "Sun Tzu's Art of War" has never been heard. It is very powerful. The whole world knows that you are a grandson, and the soldiers are invincible. .

"En, sounds good, who do you represent?" Mr. Shen asked curiously.

"Have you heard of the Tao Te Ching? To promote filial piety, I am the author of that book, Lao Tzu." Yan Yan said.

"Well, yes, the young age is very connotative." Mr. Shen agreed.

The lawyer gave Wei Shen a strange look.

Mr. Shen received the strange eyes of the lawyer, as if looking at a fool.

Yanyan is Laozi, he is a grandson.

He suddenly wanted to understand.

Master Shen was not calm, he hugged Yanyan and threw him outside the door.

In the living room, Shen Mochen, Shui Miaomiao, Yan Yan squinted.

Yan Yan scratched his head and walked towards Shen Mochen and Shui Miaomiao.

Shen Mochen raised his mouth and asked, gloating, "Is it driven out?"

"NO, I'm in Cao Ying's heart and I'm in Han. You guys are all out. How can I not come out to accompany you?" Yan Yan took the remote control and sat down in the middle of Shui Miaomiao and Shen Mochen. Leaning on Shui Miaomiao, he pressed the cartoon channel.

He wanted to do nothing with Shui Miaomiao.

Shen Mochen sneered, picked up Yan Yan and hugged him, opened the door of the study, and put him in.

Shui Miaomiao felt that his son had been transported to and fro, somewhat pitiful, and wanted to go in.

Shen Mochen took her arm and said, "They still have a contract and have not signed it. Don't affect them."

Shui Miaomiao gave Shen Mochen a glance of disbelief.

"When did I deceive you?" Shen Mochen said as if she understood her carefully.

Shui Miaomiao think about it too.

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Father Shen looked at Yan Yan.

Yan Yan nodded a little outside the door and walked towards Mr. Shen. He said: "I still think that our two are more suitable. In angry occasions, they are both poor Wang Xing people. They should support each other and help each other in the same boat. Who shouldn't blame anyone?"

"What Wangxing people?" The old man didn't know much about these network terms.

Yan Yan didn't speak, climbed into the chair, picked up the pen, crossed his feet, and continued shaking to sign.

Master Shen's eyes looked at the lawyer.

The lawyer raised his mouth in embarrassment and said vainly: "Single dog."

Grandpa Shen: "..."

He was mistreated today.

When the phone rang, he saw the caller ID and his eyes were shining brightly, radiating the fine light of the screen, and said excitedly, "There will be a good show in a while."

He had to abuse others and balance.