Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Shen Mochen came to her and looked down at her.

Shui Miaomiao also looked back at him cautiously.

Obviously, they were husband and wife a few days ago, but Shui Miaomiao feels strange to him now.

He looked at her with no heat, cold as if it were Wanli Glacier, and no **** with love, and looked at her like a stranger.

Shui Miaomiao's heart was driven by a cold.

He reached out and clamped her jaw so that she had to face him, leaned over, kissed her lips, her red tongue went deep into her mouth and rolled up the tip of her tongue.

Shui Miaomiao tasted the smell of tobacco in his mouth, with a man's bewitching.

He strongly entangled her tongue and instilled his breath into her.

Shui Miaomiao felt a little dizzy, holding his arm, and lacking oxygen in his brain, he couldn't think.

Shen Mochen's hand went up along her leg.

His breathing fell heavily on her face.

After a while

Shui Miaomiao was breathless. He tilted his head back and backed away from his lips, breathing heavily.

Shen Mochen stared at her glaringly, introducing her fingers like a magician.

"Ah." Shui Miaomiao exclaimed and raised his eyebrows, squeezing his arm tightly, resisting the powerful feeling.

"Shui Miaomiao, you have a feeling." Shen Mochen said coldly, he said a declarative sentence.

Shui Miaomiao watched him raise the corner of the evil spirit's mouth, eyes Ling Rui, as if humiliating her, mocking her.

She suddenly felt humiliated, shuddered in her heart, sneered, and retorted: "This is a natural response. Whoever reaches in, I will feel it."

Shen Mochen's eyes glanced at a ray of light, pinched her face fiercely, and sternly warned: "Dare you say another word just now."

Shui Miaomiao pursed her lips and looked at him, her big eyes seemed to tell her complaint.

Did not speak.

He stimulated her first.

Shen Mochen's chin was tight, holding her hand, and placed it on his abdomen, coldly commanded: "Put yourself in."

He looks like a king above.

Shui Miaomiao did not move.

"Don't you say that you have to pay for it? Can't you do this?" Shen Mochen said coldly.

Shui Miaomiao thought that when he came, he would simply break the bowl and break, but he hadn't done it yet. He closed his eyes for more than ten minutes.

Her hands trembling untied his zipper.

Shen Mochen held her hand.

Shui Miaomiao looked at him puzzled.

Shen Mochen shook her hand away, pushed hard, and pushed her onto the bed.

He said nothing, holding her leg brutally and pressing down.

The gesture is shameful.

Shui Miaomiao shyly shook his face and clenched his fist.

He was not anxious at all, rubbing her reason.

Shui Miaomiao was uncomfortable. He seemed to have been on the edge, and he was neat.

The more you think, the less you have.

If he didn't want to, he would easily stir.

Shui Miao's anxious little nose was covered with sweat beads.

"Are you ready?" Shui Miaomiao urged.

Shen Mochen looked at her deeply, his face tight and his temple jumped, but he was actually unbearable.

That is, do not want her to wish.

Shui Miaomiao sighed and ignited. "It's all over the ocean, no more dam construction, flooding, what to do?"

Shen Mochen pursed her lips, her head full of blood, and an urge to make her do it.

Shui Miaomiao looked up, her red lips were gorgeous, her small eyebrows were frowned, and her heart was moving.

He couldn't hold it for a while, confined to her tenderness.

Obviously this was not what he thought, but when he touched her, all his reason collapsed.