Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Shui Miaomiao said in a mute voice: "Of course I care. I don't have many friends. No one looks at me. It's cold, and I feel very pitiful."

"I don't make friends with women." Shen Mochen said in a deep voice.

Shui Miaomiao remembered that Shen Mochen had a lot of girlfriends, and she felt a bit bleak.

That’s right, she is just one of the women behind Shen Mochen. For him, it is optional and insignificant. He will not help her.

"I hung up." Shui Miaomiao finished speaking, and hung up the phone before Shen Mochen answered.

The phone is out of power and the shutdown bell rings.

Shui Miaomiao looked at the mobile phone with a black screen, put it in his bag, kicked the stone at his feet, dragged his head, and walked on the road.

In fact, his head is blank.

"Shui Miaomiao." Shen Mochen shouted.

The other party hung up the phone.

Shen Mochen sneered.

She dared to hang up his phone. She was definitely the first person. She was so arrogant to ask him. She was definitely the first person.

Shen Mochen dialed the phone in the past.

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A group of grass mud horses stepped over in his heart.

She actually turned it off.

Shen Mochen felt that there was an unnamed fire in his heart. He rubbed up, and he took the car key and went out to find the crazy woman.

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Shui Miaomiao was tired, and found a chair to sit, squinting at the vehicles on the road.

The sky gradually darkened, and the streetlights turned on.

She lowered her head and found a small nail **** on the edge of her **** nail cover that couldn't be pulled out, without nail clippers, and was bitten with her teeth.

Suddenly, there was a black shadow in front of me.

Shui Miaomiao looked up and saw Shen Mochen with a cold face.

He looked at him angrily, his chest undulating unsteadily, his breathing uneven.

Shui Miao Miao opened his mouth in surprise, put down his hand, rubbed the saliva on his fingernails on the clothes, and asked softly, "How did you come back?"

How did you come back?

Instead, he looked for almost three hours.

Shen Mochen sat on her side, gathered her clothes, and tightened her chin, her eyes squinted at her, and asked, "Why shut down?"

"The phone is dead." Shui Miaomiao pulled his head down and pulled a small nail **** next to his **** nail.

Shen Mochen looked at her pitiful look and couldn't let her breath out, held her hand, put it in the palm of her hand, and pulled out the key from her pocket.

There was a nail clipper on the key, and he helped her cut a small nail prick.

Shui Miaomiao looked at him who was focused.

The street light shot down from under his head and fell on his body, and the silhouette of his hair fell on his cheeks. With his head slightly lowered, he looked more and more three-dimensional.

Shui Miaomiao didn't know why he came to her, but now, it is good to be found by him.

She really felt quite lonely and helpless.

The heart is heavy, as if covered by invisible pressure, and the shadow is like a rainy day.

Shui Miaomiao was a little moved, leaning his head on his shoulder, gazing at the front, and said softly; "Actually, I'm familiar."

Shen Mochen had a stiff back, and looked deep into Shui Miaomiao.

She closed her eyes as if she were asleep, but her eyelashes were trembling slightly, soft, as if they could melt into a person's bone marrow.

Well, because of this sentence, he decided to raise her.

"Don't worry, I won't let you go to jail. Don't worry about your father's affairs. Within a week, I will definitely pick him up." Shen Mochen Shen Sheng assured.

Shui Miaomiao opened his eyes, his eyes were ruddy, and looked at him, facing his deep eyes like the vast universe.