Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Shui Miaomiao took a good bath and put on a mature pajamas. The pajamas were given to her by Yan Yan before, and the tulle outlined her beautiful figure, somewhere, looming.

Shui Miaomiao breathed out and adjusted her nervousness. She blew her hair in the bathroom and went out.

Shen Mochen was already in bed, looking down at the phone, his eyes reflecting the blue light of the screen. Quietly, the whole person was covered with a layer of cool and thin gas field that no one would enter, without looking at her.

Shui Miaomiao walked over, climbed onto the bed, kneeled on the bed, and kissed him on the face.

Shen Mochen raised his eyes, and passed through the stunning pupil of Rui Tong, quickly, sinking into his deep eyes and becoming dull.

He put the phone on the long table, picked up the ointment bought from the pharmacy, and said indifferently: "It's not too early, apply the medicine to you, and go to bed early."

"Oh..." Shui Miaomiao came to an end, her cheeks were bulging, her mood was bleak, and her eyes were full of loss.

It turned out that women would also be dissatisfied.

She lay on the pillow and separated T.

Shen Mochen stood up expressionless, pulled down her trousers, and applied ointment on the index finger.

Apply the ointment, it's cold.

He applied it, turned the lid on, and looked nostalgic. He put the ointment on the table, lay down beside her, turned off the light, and turned his back to her.

Shui Miaomiao looked at him in the back, and his heart was sour and astringent, he wanted to say something, but it was just choked in his throat, and he didn't know what to say.

She also turned around and turned her back to him.

After a while, Shen Mochen did not turn around.

Shui Miaomiao squinted, looked at the front, exhaled, and made a decision.

She turned around again, facing his back, pursed her mouth, and put her leg on his waist.

Shen Mochen put his hands around his chest, and he must not move.

He used to put his hands on her lap before.

Shui Miaomiao didn't give up, and his body was close to Shen Mochen, leaning against his back, his arms around him, like an octopus.

Shen Mochen still did not move, as if asleep.

Shui Miaomiao was somewhat powerless and yelled softly: "Shen Mochen."

After a long time, he responded dumbly, "Well."

Like she was awake and awakened by her, as if she didn't want to ignore her at all.

Shui Miaomiao was lying on his back, shaking a few times, Jiao Didi said: "I can't sleep."

Shen Mochen turned around and looked at her. In the dim light, she met her shining eyes and suggested: "Will you come out and get a computer."

"Experts say that exercise makes people rest well." Shui Miaomiao said vaguely.

"Do you want to go for a run?" Shen Mochen asked back.

Shui Miaomiao knew that he had deliberately, otherwise he would get IQ, and it would be impossible to understand.

She was out, anyway, and he was already married, no embarrassment.

"Well, what are we doing." Shui Miaomiao's blush was hidden in the darkness.

Shen Mochen stared at her with glaring eyes, her eyes deep for a few minutes, her throat knot rolled sexyly, her voice became hoarse for a few minutes, and asked, "Aren't you going to take a vacation?"

"I feel that I have strong recovery ability. Besides, it's all skin trauma. I rested for a while and a half, just fine. When you wiped me the medicine just now, it didn't hurt at all." Shui Miao said softly.

Shen Mochen did not speak.

"Not that life is movement." Shui Miaomiao bit her lip.

Shen Mochen found that she didn't have any resistance to her.

When she put her leg on his waist, he felt it, thinking of her injury before, and forced to hold back.

She invited him now, how could he not be tempted.