Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Shen Mochen locked her hippie smile.

He saw her when she returned to the company.

She was obviously angry with him, and she still hummed, hopping and hopping, heartless and lungless.

He felt that there was a fire in his chest, and he was blazing, almost igniting him.

Only she can help him put out the fire.

Shen Mochen did not drive, turned around, clamped her chin, leaned over, and kissed her lips.

The red tongue protruded into it.

Shui Miaomiao wanted to spit him out and put his tongue against it. He simply sucked in and sucked her tongue in.

pain.

Painful numbness.

Shui Miaomiao's eyes were filled with mist, pushing Shen Mochen's chest.

The festival is off, really, it can't be picked back.

Cry without tears.

Simply stopped.

Shen Mochen saw that she was no longer struggling, the strong kiss became softer, her red tongue outlined her lip line, and slowly, as if to lead her deep, like a mermaid on the reef.

He lowered his chair and breathed, becoming more and more eager.

Shui Miaomiao felt herself lying down slowly.

He rolled over to the co-pilot's position with his knees against hers, untied the belt and the zipper.

Shui Miaomiao widened Shuize's eyes.

He wouldn’t want to be here, so what?

Shui Miaomiao looked nervously out the window.

Although it is already ten o'clock in the evening, there will still be colleagues leaving get off work.

Shen Mochen pulled down her pants and placed them on the bridge.

Shui Miaomiao's mind burst into shock.

"Don't do this, um..." She hadn't finished speaking, Shen Mochen was already like this.

Shui Miaomiao pressed her lips tightly, looking at Shen Mochen's tight face.

He is a fascist, he is Hitler, he is a Saiyan.

Does she expect someone to save her, or does she not expect someone to see it?

In a tight space and a tense atmosphere, Shui Miaomiao felt the car shaking violently.

She could only hold Shen Mochen's arm braced to her side tightly, biting her lip and making a noise.

However, the more she did not make a sound, the harder he was.

Shui Miaomiao's hot body was slimy.

She wrapped around Shen Mochen's back neck, dragged him to her face, and kissed his lips.

All of her uncontrollable voice spit into his mouth.

In this case, she still looked forward to it, no one passed by.

Otherwise, where to go for practice, where to go.

Shen Mochen was very excited.

The speed of the horse.

Come to a horse, not as fast as he.

Also ****** for a minute.

Shui Miaomiao wanted to cry.

As a result, Shen Mochen was relieved, and her cries of intermittent cry overflowed.

Finally, everything returned to calm.

Shui Miaomiao stepped on the chair with both feet, and the tired strength was gone, gasping.

After Shen Mochen sat down, she looked a lot softer and rested on the driver's seat.

After Shui Miaomiao calmed down, she blushed, turned to look at Shen Mochen, put her feet down, and asked cautiously, "Aren't you angry?"

"Huh." Shen Mochen responded with a cry, and turned around, pinching her cheek with her hand, warning: "You dare to try it again next time."

Shui Miaomiao's face hurt, and her eyes wateredly looked at him pleadingly.

Can she say that she flew over?

Shen Mochen was soft-hearted, let go of her hand, rubbed her face, took out a card from the wallet, and handed it to Shui Miaomiao, saying: "My supplementary card, the password is your birthday. Go to see the house yourself, where do you like to buy where?"