Hubby, Please Spare Me

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"Ling Yi." Shui Miaomiao whispered softly, frowning, looking at the blurry outline in front of him.

Shen Mochen stopped his movement, a cold wind flashed in his eyes, and looked deeply at Shui Miaomiao.

He saw the tears in her eyes slide across her face and fell off her chin.

Shui Miaomiao stared at his lips, and touched his fingers on his lips, very tender.

Shen Mochen grabbed Shui Miaomiao's hand.

Shui Miaomiao twitched her lips and said in a confused way: "If you can, you will never appear in front of me again in your life."

Shen Mochen's eyes suddenly became cold, and angrily shook Shui Miaomiao's hand away.

When she looked at Shui Miaomiao again, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

...

Shui Miaomiao wakes up naturally.

She opened her eyes and saw the crystal light in front of her, and her head hurt.

Isn't it the wrong way to open her eyes, how could she feel that she is not her own.

Shui Miaomiao closed her eyes again and opened them again.

Oh, I wipe.

Shui Miaomiao sat up.

She remembered it. She was fighting wine with Shen Mochen. It was estimated that she was killed on the spot before sleeping on his soft bed.

Although I have drunk the film, I don't know how it was in Shen Mochen's room.

Her clothes are intact and her pants are intact.

This person is a gentleman.

Shui Miaomiao went out of the room and saw Shen Mochen sitting at the round table working.

The sunlight fell on his body, and he was covered with a golden aperture. He was perfectly like the person in the painting, except that at work, he put it away in countless times and was somewhat cold.

Shui Miaomiao walked over with a smile, and said to Shen Mochen: "That, I'm sorry, drink too much."

Shen Mochen gave her a cold look.

Shui Miaomiao shuddered.

This look, full of lethality, makes people shudder.

She wouldn’t be drunk, what did she say, what did she do.

"Well, when I get drunk, it's easy to talk nonsense, and my limbs are out of control. You must bear with me." Shui Miaomiao said with a guilty smile.

Shen Mochen chuckled, got up, came to the bar, and poured water.

Shui Miaomiao looked calm at him, but saw the dark tide surge in his eyes.

She was terrified, and she couldn't really recall it. She walked over with trembling.

Shen Mochen handed the cup and hangover medicine in his hand to Shui Miaomiao, met her eyes, and asked, "Speaking, how do you talk nonsense after drunkenness, how can you not control your limbs?"

Shui Miaomiao felt that Shen Mochen was angry and asked cautiously, "Did I smoke you?"

Shen Mochen hooked the corner of his mouth, his eyes sharp, and asked: "What do you say?"

"That must have been the wrong direction for me." Shui Miaomiao embarrassedly took the cup and anti-alcoholic medicine from Shen Mochen.

Shen Mochen coldly locked Shui Miaomiao, his eyes dark as ink.

Shui Miaomiao took the medicine and handed the water cup to Shen Mochen, to see that he still locked himself sharply, cleared his throat, and asked, "What the **** did I do?"

"Think of yourself." Shen Mochen said angrily, took the cup in her hand and washed it.

Shui Miaomiao remembered. She pointed to the bare desktop and said, "What about the empty wine glasses we drank before? You wouldn't be fooled."

Shen Mochen's dark eyes flashed sharper, like countless blades scraping her face.

Shui Miaomiao pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and said a little stubbornly, "Say a 500 cup."

"Shui Miaomiao, don't drink indiscriminately in the future, drunk, it is you who suffer the loss." Shen Mochen said meaningfully.