Hubby, Please Spare Me

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"You're done, why do you still let me carry it?" Shui Miaomiao asked puzzled.

"Xiaosheng does not mean a permanent victory. Only knowing oneself and knowing the other can win a hundred battles. Although He Yuanfeng agreed to your grandmother's burial in the emperor's mausoleum, you still need to run in emotionally.

Of course, the run-in I am talking about is not that you deliberately lower your status to please others. That is not necessary, and others will take your favors for granted.

You must be humble and be respected by others. In addition, you must be kind. For example, He Yi likes calligraphy and painting. You can purchase some related things and give them away to let people know your heart. "Shen Mochen taught her how to do it."

Shui Miaomiao looked at Shen Mochen with her chin in her hands, and she felt that she had benefited a lot.

If Shen Mochen was there before, they did not have trouble, when dealing with the baby and Li Yue, she did not have to venture into the palace and almost died.

The difference between her and him is:

She was only willing to act alone with her blood, her courage, and her courage without fear of life and death.

If you are lucky, you will win. If you are unlucky, she will die.

Fortunately, she is still alive.

And Shen Mochen's style of doing things is that he will go to the strategist, control everything under his control, determine a certain victory, and then lightly attack.

When he attacked, he had already arranged the back path, hit it with one hit, and solved it perfectly, and he had no worries.

Is he a god? is it? is it?

"Then I'm sleeping now." Shui Miaomiao said, lifting the quilt, drilling in, holding the quilt's edge, and looking at Shen Mochen.

It’s a god, and he wants to take a bath. He walks on two legs.

Therefore, she is not too far away from Shen Mochen.

Shen Mochen looked at her and smiled at you, "I want it tonight?"

Shui Miaomiao turned around and turned off the light.

The room was dark.

She told Shen Mochen by action, would she want it?

Shen Mochen was helpless and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Shui Miaomiao couldn't fall asleep, watching the night daze.

There are too many things happening today, and her head is still swollen, booming, and turning is more difficult.

The bathroom door opened

Shen Mochen came out of the bath, and the tall figure stood backlit.

He readily turned off the bathroom lights.

Shui Miaomiao worried that he might hit something and turned on the lamp again.

Shen Mochen didn't wear clothes, just wrapped around the bath towel to the position of his belly button, holding a towel in his hand and wiping his hair.

Water droplets of hair fell on his collarbone and flowed down with his mechanism.

Shui Miaomiao swallowed.

This man is really **** and makes people want to swallow it.

Shen Mochen threw the towel in his hand on Shui Miaomiao's face, Shen said: "Wipe the saliva."

Shui Miaomiao took off the towel with a grinning smile and looked at his figure brightly. "In the future, I will be responsible for making money to support my family, and you will be responsible for your beautiful husband."

Shen Mochen chuckled lightly, his expression dimmed, and asked, "Do you think about how you want to stand up?"

"Hehe." Shui Miaomiao helped him to lift the quilt, licked his lips, and said, "Great God, during the period of your bath, I emptied my head. I didn't even think about it. You went to the bed. Come, I'll help you to heat up, you continue to talk, I will listen to you."

Shen Mochen looked at her in a way that pleased him, and she was soft in her heart.

Shui Miaomiao, who likes him, is back.

He just wanted to stay in bed now and love her first.