Hubby, Please Spare Me

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"Well." Shen Shen responded with a deep voice.

He decided to squeeze his mouth, just don’t talk, and he won’t lose.

After Yan Yan put the money, he said to Mr. Shen: "Tai Gong, do you know how that beautiful lady knew that my Tai Gong didn't hook?"

Father Shen shook his eyebrows and ordered, "You said."

"Hehe." Yan Yan did not say, and ran away smilingly, went to watch TV.

Father Shen is uncomfortable sitting on the sofa alone.

He was curious why the beauty wanted to say that he didn’t hook.

He glanced at the money on the table, isn't it just one hundred yuan?

Suffocating is not cost-effective.

Mr. Shen beckoned towards Yan Yan.

Yan Yan ran over, innocently smiling with a lovely smile, bright in his eyes, radiating light.

Mr. Shen took a hundred yuan and put it in Yanyan's hands, and asked, "Why, that beautiful woman?"

"Tai Gong, I forgot to tell you, my surname is Jiang in the story."

Jiang Taigong, fishing without hooks, wishing to hook.

How did he feel that Yan Yan was the real Jiang Taigong, and he, just the fish...

After one hour

Shen Mochen arrived at the villa in the western suburbs, and went in to see that Mr. Shen's face was a little bad.

Grandpa Shen glared at Shen Mochen and blamed: "Why did you come so late? You should be five minutes early."

"Eating dynamite?" Shen Mochen glanced at Master Shen lightly, walked in, and looked at Yan Yan.

Yan Yan sat next to Mr. Shen and patted Mr. Shen with relief: "I'm sorry, I bullied you and your IQ is low."

Grandpa Shen: "..."

Yan Yan took one hundred yuan from his bulging pocket and put it in the hands of Old Man Shen, "Take it, buy some walnuts, the villa here, I will wait for you to win back at any time."

Shen Mochen roughly understood, looked at Old Man Shen with disgust and asked, "You will not lose a few thousand yuan, lose your eyes, and lose all the villas."

Ding.

all hit.

Mr. Shen stood up, nodded Yan Yan, and nodded Shen Mochen again.

This father and son bullied him one by one.

Grandpa Shen snorted, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the bedroom door.

"What's wrong? Find a place to hide the old face?" Shen Mochen asked ridiculously.

"I'm going to find a noodle to hang." Master Shen said without looking back, pushing the door into the room.

"Tai Gong is all right?" Yan Yan didn't know much about Mr. Shen and asked Shen Mochen worriedly.

Shen Mochen chuckled, "What do you say?"

Yan Yan was not at ease. Don't hurt the old man. He went to the door of Grandpa Shen, opened a door slit, and secretly looked inside.

Mr. Shen smiled on his face and was lying on the table writing his autobiography.

Approximate content: I have a very smart great-grandson, probably half as smart as me, looks like my wife, not as handsome as me, hehe, I thought, whether to give the shares to my grandson or great-grandson, these two people, One is better than the other, and I have to investigate and give the best one, so that I can get a career and carry forward.

Yan Yan looked at Mr. Shen in a good mood, closed the door, and walked towards the TV.

Shen Mochen's feet rested on the coffee table, leaning lazily on the sofa, and the light above his head fell on him, giving birth to a natural **** appeal, just sitting, enough to attract everyone's attention,

He understands Mr. Shen's temperament, and now it is estimated that he is bragging with the diary. After blowing, according to his grandfather, when he retires, he still has to spin.

autobiography?

Shen Mochen was helpless.

He glanced at it accidentally last time, and he almost wanted to blind himself.

In order not to pierce his grandfather's hide, he should stop reading it.