Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Shui Miaomiao clenched her fists, and she didn't want to be so useless, but she couldn't control the shaking of her body.

Shen Mochen hugged her tighter and rubbed her back to see that she was still shaking, as if she was caught by something, she was annoyed and had an urge to beat herself up.

"I shouldn't scare you in the middle of the night, I'm sorry." Shen Mochen apologized for the first time, apologizing to a woman, just hope that she shouldn't be afraid of him.

"Turn on the light." Shui Miaomiao's voice came out muffled.

Shen Mochen loosened Shui Miaomiao and immediately turned on the light.

Shui Miaomiao looked carefully at Shen Mochen and saw his face clearly.

He seemed to be really drunk, his face and eyes were red, and looking in the dark was really terrible.

Shen Mochen approached her, and Shui Miaomiao subconsciously hid back.

Shen Mochen twisted her eyebrows and said helplessly, "I won't hurt you."

Shui Miaomiao's eyes flickered and slowly hung down, her eyelashes trembling like ink fans, and she didn't speak.

It looks very cute, but it makes people think that she is silently resisting and excluding him from her world.

He really didn't like being rejected by her. Obviously, before, he could feel that she cared about him a little.

If an apology can restore his status in her heart, he is willing.

When facing her, he seemed to have lost his temper and principles.

"I was wrong in the afternoon. I couldn't find you to lose my temper." Shen Mochen said.

Speaking of this, Shui Miaomiao really felt aggrieved, his eyes filled with 氤氲, looked at him, his eyes were red.

Shen Mochen frowned, pitying and helpless, eyes softened, and looked at her deeply.

"You said it would be better for me to die." Shui Miaomiao choked with a voice.

This is what she is most afraid of.

"When you are angry, you also believe it." Shen Mochen said in a deep voice.

"Do you still want me to die?" Shui Miaomiao asked softly.

Looking at her defense against him, her fear of him, and her rejection of him, his heart was crushed by the tight grip of one hand, and the sourness spread into the blood.

"It seems that life is better than death, it seems to be me." Shen Mochen said helplessly, throat knot rolling, the momentum was low.

There is no sense of horror just now.

More like a man with flesh and blood, helpless and tender, posted into her life.

Shui Miaomiao was not afraid that he would not let her die better than life.

She is not an unreasonable person.

She took the initiative to reach forward, hugged Shen Mochen, leaned her head on his shoulder, and said softly: "The sentence that wants to divorce you is also angry."

Shen Mochen felt her soft body, her active attachment, and the phrase that she didn't want to divorce, and the whole mood suddenly became cheerful, hugged her back, and said meaningfully, "You are a real devil."

Shui Miaomiao sniffed his nose, let him go, and asked, "How much wine did you drink?"

"I don't know, wait for your call." Shen Mochen said softly.

"How can I call you when I'm angry?" Shui Miaomiao yelled.

"Regenerate gas will also call me, do you know how much I worry about you?" Shen Mochen said, not dare to sigh, fearing that she would not be repulsed by him, and he was screwed up again.

"Then you can call me too!" Shui Miaomiao retorted.

"So I'm here." Shen Mochen said, looking at her helplessly with deep eyes.

Shui Miaomiao raised her lips, and was a little embarrassed. She was crying and making trouble just now, holding her back, not laughing, and peeking at her.

Shen Mochen reached out and twisted her nose and asked, "Allow me to do it?"