Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Shui Miaomiao saw Shen Mochen returned and ran towards him, looking at him with a complexion.

Shen Mochen stretched out his hand, hugged her waist, pulled it into his arms, and looked down at her bright eyes.

Her body is very soft, small, and fragrant. As long as she thinks that she will be with Ye Lingyi tomorrow night, he feels uncomfortable.

Obviously, Ye Lingyi's words still disturbed the army.

He can't ignore the light and wind.

"Shui Miaomiao, do you have any plans for tomorrow?" Shen Mochen asked meaningfully.

"Don’t you say you want to go to your company to sign a contract tomorrow? Also, I’m going to participate in "Star of Tomorrow" on Saturday. I referred to your scriptwriter’s draft and thought of a good idea. I will write a draft at home tomorrow. Then memorize it so that you will not lose face." Shui Miaomiao said vividly, raising a smile, because she was confident and she was so energetic.

"That night, how are you going to arrange it?" Shen Mochen asked after examining her.

Shui Miaomiao thought for a while, tilting his head and asking him, "Are you coming back for dinner?"

"How about eating? What about not eating?" Shen Mochen asked yin and yang strangely.

"I will prepare dinner for you. If you don't, Yanyan and I will burn less dishes. Just eat some dinner. What's wrong with you?" Shui Miaomiao felt that Shen Mochen was weird and puzzled.

Shen Mochen hooked the corner of his mouth, like unbelief, but just suspended the topic and said, "It's okay, go back, I will live with you today."

"Living me? You said it was where Yan Yan and I lived." Shui Miaomiao pointedly pointed at his nose and asked in surprise.

"Why, don't you welcome?" Shen Mochen held her waist a bit harder.

"That's not true, but I didn't prepare your shoes or the clothes you changed." Shui Miaomiao reminded.

"Take it from here." Shen Mochen finished, looked at her coolly, let go, and walked up the stairs.

Shui Miaomiao's mood was not clear when he looked at the whole person.

Is it? Lost in a fight?

Yan Yan walked in and stood next to Shui Miaomiao, watching Shen Mochen enter the door and nodded Shui Miaomiao's waist.

Shui Miaomiao passed away, saw Yan Yan, and squatted.

Yan Yan raised a bright smile and said, "Just now your husband lost the wallet to me."

"Oh. Good one." Shui Miaomiao boasted.

Isn't Shen Mochen unhappy because of this? It's impossible. He doesn't care about hundreds of millions of shares. How could he care about small money.

"Sister-in-law, now your husband doesn't have a wallet, do you want to give him one? He will definitely love you," Yan Yan said happily.

Shui Miaomiao looked at Shen Mochen's room, and he came out carrying the suitcase, glanced at her lightly, and then looked away.

She had a hunch that Shen Mochen was not happy because of the reason she had, but after thinking about it, she did nothing to make him unhappy.

On the car

Shen Mochen drove, and Shui Miaomiao and Yan Yan sat in the rear seats.

Shui Miaomiao leaned sideways on the chair. The two of them were very happy to play the palm-to-hand and back-to-back game, and in the car, the sound of patting was mixed with the laughter of the mother and son.

Shen Mochen gave them a deep look, and the relationship between the mother and the son seemed really good.

"Mother-in-law, does Dad really want to sleep with us?" Yan Yan glanced at Shen Mochen.

Shui Miaomiao nodded.

Yan Yan raised a smile, jokingly said: "There is a man in the house, it's really not used to think about it."

Shen Mochen laughed and interjected: "Then you may have to adapt as soon as possible, and help you move house on Sunday to live in Longmen Ya."