Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Yan Yan ran from the outside worried, and saw his father holding his mother, hesitating whether to go up to help.

"Go out and close the door. Don't ignore it, don't you know?" Shen Mochen raised an eyebrow.

Yan Yan understood, and looked at Shen Mochen disgustedly, "You'll have a good time."

He readily closed the door for them obediently.

Shen Mochen looked at his son very intimately and raised a smile.

Turn around.

He put Shui Miaomiao on the bed, his hands on both sides of her body, and looked at her from the top, her deep eyes were like a vortex, and people were sucked into it unconsciously.

Shui Miaomiao looked at him.

When he hurried to Box 308, she was shrinking to sleep on the sofa.

However, even if nothing is done, in that kind of place, it makes people very angry.

Now he got him, the anger before him disappeared, the whole person was warm, and his eyes seemed to soften into her heart.

"Are you tired? The long journey must be very hard." Shui Miaomiao said softly.

"I am thinking of my hard work now. When I am angry, I am very arrogant. When I walk away, I will tell you what you are doing." Shen Mochen said helplessly.

Shui Miaomiao smiled in a guilty conscience.

Is he accounting after autumn?

Shui Miaomiao kissed his lips.

At this moment, it seemed that he couldn't satisfy his feelings of missing, Shen Mochen leaned over and went deep into the kiss.

Da grasped her leg, and with the other hand, unzipped her pants.

Ears, grind.

The body is tightly dependent.

Breathing, intertwined with each other.

The most beautiful music sounded in the ups and downs.

Shui Miaomiao held his arm tightly, his toes stretched tightly.

Shen Mochen felt that she would drown in her tender feelings.

Preferences like her bloom only for him.

He is also getting fiercer...

This night, Shui Miaomiao slept soundly.

With him there, all the uneasiness and tension disappeared.

She didn't know when he got up in the morning.

Until the alarm goes off.

Shui Miaomiao awakened violently, sat up from bed, her hair disheveled, and looked at the alarm clock.

Shui Miaomiao's eyes widened.

It's 9 o'clock.

She took the alarm clock and shook it, not bad.

She clearly tuned at six o'clock, why is it now nine o'clock, too late to catch the plane.

hurry up.

She jumped from the bed, rushed into the bathroom, brushed her teeth, washed her face, scratched her hair with her hand, and wore a shirt and jeans indiscriminately. The suitcase was not found, and Shui Miaomiao opened the door anxiously.

Shen Mochen wore a dark blue suit with a spiral pattern, outlined a strong and straight figure, the buttons were meticulously buckled, expensive, elegant, sitting on the sofa and drinking coffee unhurriedly.

Shui Miaomiao felt that he was in the wrong space and asked, "Why are you in no hurry? Can't the plane take off?"

"Go." Shen Mochen put down the coffee cup and stood up.

"Did you see my suitcase?" Shui Miaomiao asked in a confused sleep.

"I have taken it for consignment. Your dad should be on the plane now, just waiting for you." Shen Mochen said helplessly, rubbing her still messy hair.

"Why don't you call me." Shui Miaomiao complained.

Shen Mochen raised a spoiled smile, "You are sleeping like a pig, the alarm sounds, and you don't wake up."

It turned out that she remembered that she was at six o'clock.

"I'm sorry." Shui Miaomiao said sorry.

Shen Mochen was not angry at all, took her hand, and went out.

Shui Miaomiao glanced at him and raised the corner of his mouth.

If someone is like this, what can they ask for?