Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Shen Mochen helped her wash her toothbrush and quilt when she looked at her.

Shui Miaomiao was soaked in warm, comfortable water, his clothes were not taken off, and fell asleep.

Shen Mochen slightly frowned and leaned over.

She wore a bat shirt, sleeved, without buttons.

He leaned her against his shoulder, took off his clothes, and then took off her bust.

For men, some visual shocks are fatal. If they don’t think about them, they will react naturally. Especially when they help her wash, he feels embarrassed. After washing a little, he took a bath towel to help her around. After staying dry, holding her and looking at his bed, he hesitated.

Eventually, Shen Mochen turned around, took her to the bed in the guest room, and covered her with the quilt.

She fell asleep beautifully, and he was all wet.

Shen Mochen went back to his room and took a cold shower. He came out of the bathroom and lay down on his bed. He was a little tired and worried that she could not sleep well. He got up from the bed and pushed open the door of the room.

No, she slept well, like a dead pig.

Some of Shen Mochen's eyes were bleak.

Okay, it’s only him who has been insomnia these days,

He closed the door, turned back to his room, went to bed, turned off the lights, and went to sleep.

midnight

Shui Miaomiao got up to the toilet, closed her eyes, and was confused.

Go out and find the location of the toilet. When I go back, I habitually push open the door near the toilet and enter.

She climbed onto the bed neatly, lifted the quilt, and put her feet on Shen Mochen's waist.

Shen Mochen suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, and turned on the lamp.

She still pulled him by the shoulder unwillingly.

Shen Mochen faced her frontally, looking at her familiar face, familiar sleep, and familiar habits.

His heart was beating fast, his throat rolled, and Rui Eye locked her deeply.

Shui Miaomiao got his wish, approached him, turned into his arms, and put his feet on his body.

"Miao Miao." Shen Mochen shouted hoarsely, "Do you know what you are doing now?"

Shui Miaomiao wanted to sleep, and faintly heard someone talking to her, but she didn't want to ignore him.

"Shui Miaomiao." Shen Mochen increased the decibel.

Shui Miaomiao took a deep breath, her eyes didn't open at all, and the bed was so heavy that she muttered: "I want to sleep, I want to sleep, Shen Mochen, what are you doing."

Shen Mochen puckered in his heart, as if struck by the deer.

It turned out that she knew that now she was lying next to her, and it felt like she was finally waiting.

Shen Mochen stroked her back and appeased: "Okay, okay, don't quarrel you, don't quarrel you, you sleep well."

Shui Miaomiao found a comfortable position in his arms and put his hand on his waist.

The two of them are very close, just like they had not been divorced before, face to face, heart to heart, each other's breath entangled in the air.

All this is not so real.

Shen Mochen was really afraid to close her eyes, and all this would disappear, locking her face tightly.

He couldn't sleep before, now he didn't dare to sleep, leaned over, kissed her on the forehead, put her hands under her neck as she used to, and used her as a pillow to sleep.

He hugged her tightly.

The soft woman returned to his arms, Shen Mochen looked at her, and her lips pressed deeply against his lips.

Shui Miaomiao was confused, and felt itchy lips, and she looked away. When she looked back, she touched his lips again, and looked away again.

Shen Mochen chuckled slightly, pushed away, and looked at her softly, let her sleep well.