Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Shui Miaomiao looked at Shen Mochen with Shui Zeying's big eyes.

If he changed the name Li Sisi to Shui Miaomiao, perhaps she might be really moved.

The whole street, and the roof was removed, she closed herself in the house every day and counted the money.

But, not his own, he did not say to Shui Miaomiao,

It sounds like she was jealous, envious, and hated because of her character as a chicken belly.

And there is a kind of hate that he has a face similar to Li Sisi. Witness his love with Li Sisi.

President Shen, this kind of perverted show of love will be thundered.

"I'm not Li Sisi." Shui Miaomiao said surely.

Shen Mochen was annoyed, leaned over and kissed her lips.

Shui Miaomiao clenched her teeth tightly, preventing him from entering her mouth.

He didn't care, he changed the channel, and his finger penetrated another mouth.

"Huh." Shui Miaomiao snorted, tightening his brows and gripping his hands.

He took the opportunity to reach her mouth, arrogant, domineering, strong, instilling his own breath to her.

His ears were all rough voices.

The frequency of fingers and red tongue.

Every time, it seems to take away the human soul.

Shui Miaomiao wanted to cry without tears, and there was no strength to resist at all.

Seeing that the position was about to miss, the old lady's voice came from the door, "Girl, the iron is here for you."

Shui Miaomiao was clever and knocked on Shen Mochen's shoulder, lowering his voice and said: "Shen Mochen, you let go, your grandma is here."

Shen Mochen never stopped.

Her legs were trembling.

Because it is too nervous, it is too sensitive.

Suddenly, there was a feeling of being electrocuted from the abdomen.

Water, ticking, ticking.

Shen Mochen opened her mouth, satisfied with her response, and raised a smile.

Shui Miaomiao was speechless to himself, and wanted to find a hole to drill into, a hundred.

She leaned against the door frame, panting, but no strength at all.

Shen Mochen untied the belt.

Shui Miaomiao stretched his eyes, shook his head, twisted his eyebrows, and looked at the door, shaking his head.

Shen Mochen raised evil spirits, as if she could not understand her hint.

"Girl, girl." the old lady shouted.

"Your grandmother is here." Shui Miaomiao asked for mercy.

The old lady seemed to hear a sound in the bathroom and turned her handle.

The sound of Shui Miaomiao turning the handle, if the old lady saw her and Shen Mochen, what kind of face she should take to face her father and fellow villagers, the key is to be afraid that this old lady is entangled with her, her great-grandson will see the sun again.

"Mother-in-law, I'm taking a bath." Shui Miaomiao said helplessly.

"Oh, I put the iron on the table." said the old lady.

"Good." Shui Miaomiao said.

Shen Mochen picked up her leg and placed it on his elbow.

Shui Miaomiao's center of gravity was unstable. Holding his arm, he lowered his voice unpleasantly and said, "What are you doing."

"What am I doing, don't you know?" Shen Mochen didn't give her time to think, and went in.

"Um." Shui Miaomiao pressed her lips tightly without making a sound.

"Girl, are you okay?" the old lady asked worriedly.

Bang, Bang, Bang.

The door made a strange sound.

Shui Miaomiao slammed Shen Mochen's shoulder.

Why is he so shameless?

Can his father and fellow folks recognize him?

The old lady listened to her ears and turned the door and asked worriedly: "Girl, are you really okay?"

Shui Miaomiao was really helpless. She was about to cry and looked at Shen Mochen. The mist fascinated her eyes, flushed, biting her lower lip, a pitiful look. "I was wrong, don't bring this."

Shen Mochen saw her begging for mercy and was in a good mood.