Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Shui Miaomiao convinced herself that she smoked a few tissues next to the toilet, woke up her nose, and threw the used tissues into the trash can.

The hammer door sounded.

Ye Lingyi coldly ordered: "Come out."

Shui Miaomiao stared at the toilet door and decided to break the bowl and shattered. He said with confidence, "Elder husband, if you can't say it, if you can't say it, you won't come out."

Bang.

Ye Lingyi kicked the door heavily and shouted: "You too get out of me."

"Why don't you get out of nowhere, please borrow me two to try first." Shui Miaomiao scolded.

She wouldn’t be stupid and open the door now, grab him a straight one, and die.

Shui Miaomiao finished scolding, and found no sound outside the door.

She wiped her tears again.

Actually don't really want to cry.

However, the heart was like a sponge soaked in water, too heavy, did not come out of the urethra, diverted the channel, and inadvertently overflowed from the eyes.

There are opening and closing sounds outside.

Rarely is Ye Lingyi gone?

Shui Miaomiao stood up suspiciously, bowed his back, and walked carefully to the door of the toilet, his ear against the door.

There seemed to be no sound outside, even the sound of music stopped.

Are you gone?

Shui Miaomiao opened a door slit and secretly looked out.

It was dark outside, no one was supposed to be gone.

Shui Miaomiao straightened up the waist pole and walked out with a big swing.

"I heard that all the ladies here can dance striptease?" Ye Lingyi's cold voice sounded, and Shui Miaomiao was startled.

As the sound looked over, the shadow of Ye Lingyi was faintly seen in the darkness, which was unclear.

Shui Miaomiao turned on the wall light.

Everyone else is gone.

There is only one night at night.

He looked at her coldly, his suit dipped in wine next to him, and his dark eyes were like a thousand-year-old ice lake, with deep cold.

Shui Miaomiao shivered. She might as well turn on the light.

"Well, I can only take off my shoes, not striptease. I'll help you find someone who can dance and serve you." Shui Miaomiao refused.

Ye Lingyi took out a lot of money from the wallet and threw it in front of Shui Miaomiao, taunting coldly, "Are you going now?"

Shui Miaomiao watched those hundred-dollar bills float down from his face.

Suddenly, Ye Lingyi felt that she was sick, and she stayed with her. It wasn't the so-called narrative and the old feelings were gone, he was just to humiliate her.

Once loved, why should we treat such hatred and hurt like hysterics now?

Shui Miaomiao's eyes were wet, staring at the decisiveness in Ye Lingyi's eyes, sighed, and adjusted his mind.

She glanced at the wallet in Ye Lingyi's hands, a cunning flash in her eyes, and said, "Isn't that enough?"

Ye Lingyi glanced at a cold front in his eyes, took out a wad from the wallet and threw it in front of Shui Miaomiao.

Shui Miaomiao remained silent, lighting his wallet, and said shamelessly: "These are all for me, I will take off."

Ye Lingyi gritted her teeth, looked at Shui Miaomiao angrily, patted the wallet on the table, and said sharply, "Take it off."

Shui Miaomiao twitched his mouth, walked over, picked up his wallet, squatted down, picked up the money on the ground, and stuffed it into the wallet one by one.

Ye Lingyi looked at Shui Miaomiao, who had no face and no skin, her anger was rising, and there was a sweet smell of blood in her throat, ironically: "Are you so cheap? So happy to pick up money, what about your self-esteem?"

Shui Miaomiao lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covered the fluctuations in her eyes, and replied: "Can self-esteem be eaten as a meal? Oh, who is not happy to pick up the money."

A glimmer of light flashed through Ye Lingyi's eyes and shouted: "You sold it."