Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Shui Miaomiao's face was leaning on his back. He didn't know how long he slept. He opened his eyes and saw Shen Mochen back to her.

His shoulders were wide, and when he carried her, it looked like a mountain.

She didn't like him carrying her on her back and sleeping comfortably in his arms.

She just wanted to put him up and let him sleep on his back.

She swung a few times and couldn't move. She was too weak to handle.

After such a toss, she lost her drowsiness.

Simply, she flipped over him and lay in his arms.

Her life was complete again, her lips raised upwards, and she turned to face him with her feet on his waist.

Shen Mochen was helpless.

He finally got young.

She was sent by heaven to torture her.

Now she is sleeping by the bed.

As soon as she turned, she fell.

Shen Mochen moved inside, leaning his back against the wall, stopped, ready to hug her waist and pull towards the middle of the bed.

Shui Miaomiao was not asleep yet. She watched him run, crawled over to take the initiative, leaned beside him, and looked at him with big eyes.

Shen Mochen opened his eyes slowly. In the dark, his eyes were like obsidian. At night, he could also radiate a dazzling brilliance and grab people's hearts.

Shui Miaomiao's heart beat faster.

"Shen Mochen." she shouted softly.

"Well." Shen Mochen responded, because he suppressed some of the deepest desires, his body was hoarse and magnetic.

Throat knot rolling, especially sexy.

Breath fell on her face.

"I can't sleep now." Shui Miaomiao swallowed and asked softly.

This sentence, like her invitation to him, his nerves exploded, and he endured all night, impulsively turning around, completely covering the little her.

Kissing, with hot heat, overwhelming, from her lips down, inch by inch, all kissed.

Big palm, help her and him to release all restraints.

Very smooth and familiar as a warm little door.

Heart-to-heart approach, heartbeat and heartbeat resonance.

There is his presence.

Deep inside her body, she was warm, full, and satisfied.

She clenched Shen Mochen's arm tightly.

She really likes it, Shen Mochen now.

Strong and powerful.

Only her in his eyes, and only two of them in the space, their breaths were entwined.

At the end, her comfortable toes were stretched tightly and her body was sweaty.

His, or hers, she could not tell.

After exercise, it was really good to sleep.

morning

Shui Miaomiao was awakened by whose song.

"You are my little apple, La La La La, La La La La, who is Xiao Apple, Shen Mochen. It's not too much to love you, red little face, warm my heart, and illuminate my life Yes, ink, ink, ink, ink..."

Who sings so ugly, disturbing and clear dreams.

Wait, the sound is familiar.

A bright light in Shui Miaomiao's mind opened his eyes, turned around, and looked at Shen Mochen's cell phone on the bedside table.

Shen Mochen really used her singing as a mobile phone ringtone.

Shui Miaomiao wanted to delete the recording, just reached for his phone, and a big palm behind him picked up the phone a step faster.

Shen Mochen saw Jiang Nanfeng's caller ID and answered.

"Second brother, I just saw the video you sent. What's going on? The child in Zi Zi's stomach is not mine?" Jiang Nanfeng asked incredulously.

Shen Mochen raised his eyebrows and said clearly: "I think the video is very clear."

"Isn't that kid really mine?" Jiang Nanfeng still couldn't believe it.

"Don't let the child control your emotions. Are you the one who loves her, or the child who loves her belly, she is not worth your love, wait for you to understand, then call me." Shen Mochen said in a deep voice, hanging up phone.

Shui Miaomiao's heartbeat also accelerated.

Does Shen Mochen love her child separately from her?

Is she worth his love in his heart?