Hubby, Please Spare Me

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"Stroke her belly clockwise to minimize her tension and anxiety." Shen Mochen asked solemnly.

"Okay." Shui Miaomiao put the pregnant woman's upper body against her arms, her left hand gently massaged on the pregnant woman's abdomen, softly relieved: "Don't be nervous, take it easy, we've got in the car, we'll be there in a while Can go to the hospital."

The pregnant woman recovered her senses, clenched her teeth, and said to Shui Miaomiao slurred: "Call my husband, the mobile phone is in the bag, the screensaver password is 1234, he works near the obstetrics and gynecology hospital."

"Good." Shui Miaomiao pulled out her mobile phone from the pregnant woman's bag, found the editor's husband's phone among common people, and called.

"Hello, hello, your wife is about to give birth, and is now on the way to the obstetrics and gynecology hospital...no thanks." Shui Miao Miao hung up the phone and continued to gently stroke the pregnant belly.

Shen Mochen looked at Shui Miaomiao through the rear mirror.

She tilted her head sideways, leaned over, and the hair on one side fell down, hanging down naturally, covering half of her face. The whole person was covered with the unique feminine beauty of the woman, and the quietness of the shadow was calm, making people feel kind. Calm and warm.

A wave of light flashed in Shen Mochen's eyes, becoming deeper and deeper.

The car drove to the Obstetrics and Gynecology Hospital on Boai Road.

Ningchuan is a prosperous city, and ticking urine points are formed during peak commuting hours.

It was at noon that the car was already blocked by water.

The pregnant woman may feel that the car is stuck in the middle of the road, tense, and abdomen pain.

She held Shui Miaomiao's clothes tightly, pulled hard forward, and sat up violently, howling: "I can't do it anymore, I'm going to be born, ah..."

With this violent power of the pregnant woman, the buttons on Shui Miaomiao's clothes crackled and ripped off a row, the clothes spread out, exposing the fair skin and purple lace bra inside.

Shui Miaomiao hurriedly held both sides of the shirt, too late to deal with her own embarrassment, she saw the red blood stained the pregnant woman's light blue skirt.

Shui Miaomiao's eyes widened, panic flashed, and quickly patted Shen Mochen's shoulder, anxiously urged: "Hurry, she bleeds, maybe she will be born..."

Shen Mochen looked at the stagnant vehicle in front, his eyes flashed sharply, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "It's too late, I'll hug her."

Shen Mochen decisively parked the car on the side, got off the car, pulled the rear seat away, and glanced at Miao Miao.

After her clothes were ripped open, she tied a knot directly on the waist with the hem of the shirt, revealing a slender, small waist, which was originally surging, and the shirt without buttons could not be covered at all.

Between purple, the skin is fair as snow, two **** of snow squeeze out a deep outline

Just like a natural gift, it can kill everyone's sight.

Especially the tattoo on the waist resembling a twisted windmill pattern, blood red, and demon.

Shen Mochen knew it was a mandala. Flower language: Desperate love.

A stream of light flashed through his eyes, and he took off his suit neatly and threw it to Shui Miaomiao, ordering: "Don."

After saying this, he never looked at her again, leaned over, carried the pregnant woman out, and ran towards the Obstetrics and Gynecology Hospital.

The situation was urgent, and Shui Miaomiao was not hypocritical, putting on his suit.

There was a refreshing scent of mint on the suit.

The faint residual temperature spread through her skin.

Shui Miaomiao didn't have time to deal with the strange feeling in her heart. She carried the pregnant woman's bag and got out of the car. She walked to the driver's seat and pulled out the car key. After locking the car, she ran towards Shen Mochen.