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"Me, me, what am I?" Yu Mian was still on the verge of death, jumping sideways repeatedly.

"Young Master is so old that you can't even speak?"

"Oh, it's a good thing that I am by the young master's side, and we have a friendship that we have been wearing since we were young."

"Master, don't worry. I'm different from the women next to me. I will definitely not dislike you, master."

Yu Mian said as he put his delicate hand on Shen Yun's face.

Shen Yun only felt a strange touch, and the soft, delicate and smooth skin moved on his face.

If he hadn't felt this woman pinching his dimples, he might have really felt that Yu Mian really loved her miserably.

When did this girl become such a person?

Now you are breaking the pot and going crazy?

"I still like the way you are submissive during the day, afraid of this and that, and lying in my arms."

"Woman, you managed to get my attention."

Shen Yun said.

After saying that, Shen Yun showed an extremely confident expression.

Why don't you take this damn girl seriously now?

You know, after saying these earthy love words, I got goosebumps all over my body.

Yu Mian couldn't help but jump up and down in response to hearing this?

Yu Mian couldn't do anything about Shen Yun's imaginary jumping.

On the contrary, she looked at him gently with brows and eyes, and her big dark eyes rolled around, not knowing what she was planning.

Yu Mian's slender hands moved down from Shen Yun's face to Shen Yun's collar, and said with a wicked smile, "Zun Du, fake Du, how can I, Yu Mian, be so virtuous and capable of falling in love with the young master?" "

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There was a tinkling sound and a series of electronic accents that woke Yu Mian up instantly.

While Shen Yun's hand relaxed, Yu Mian hurriedly broke free, jumped three meters away, and stood six meters away from Shen Yun.

It's over, it's over.

Is Shen Yun some kind of M-star person who can be moved by this?

Yu Mian let her long eyelashes scan the skin under her eyes, staring straight at the ground.

Is it too late for her to find a three-bedroom and one-living house 500 meters deep and get into it?

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a maid in an off-white uniform carrying a plate with both hands passing diagonally behind her. Yu Mian quickly grabbed the maid's arm and said, "Sorry to bother you, where is the guest room?"

36. Running away is the best plan. Shen Yun's heart is moved, so she runs away first.

The maid blinked. Mr. Shen had already given instructions that the young lady and the young master were not allowed to sleep in separate rooms.

So the maid smiled lightly and looked at Yu Mian with a very dignified smile, "I'm sorry, young lady, we don't have a guest room here."

"What are you talking about?" Yu Mian was shocked.

No guest room?

Then how does she sleep?

Where to sleep?

Although she didn't mind sleeping on the extremely expensive-looking pear wood sofa in the living room that was three times the size of her own house.

But if you really fall asleep, isn't it a little bit uncomfortable?

Shen Yun, who had been left aside, finally came to his senses, strode towards Yu Mian, put his arm around her waist, and headed straight to his room.

"You must be sick! Let me go."

"Whether I am sick or not, as my wife, shouldn't you know best, huh? Mianmian."

While Shen Yun was talking, he did not forget to use his other hand to open the door. After stuffing Yu Mian into the room, he locked the door and pressed forward step by step.

Shen Yun took a step forward, and Yu Mian took a step back.

In this way, when Yu Mian retreated to the bed, he bent his legs and fell straight onto the bed.

Shen Yun slowly unbuttoned her shirt one by one, her legs tightened, and she pressed hard against Yu Mian's legs, preventing her from moving at all.

Shen Yun threw aside the clothes he took off casually, looked at Yu Mian on the bed, picked up her hand, and pressed it against his abdomen.

Yu Mian was so scared that she closed her eyes tightly from the moment he unbuttoned her clothes.

No matter how long her long eyelashes trembled, Yu Mian refused to open her eyes.

It wasn't until his hand touched something strange and bouncy that Yu Mian couldn't help but say, "What is it?"

Shen Yun curled her lips and smiled evilly, "Don't Mianmian like to look at abdominal muscles?"

"What's the point of just watching?"

"How can a husband be so stingy?"

Shen Yun gritted her back molars and said in an angry tone, "I'll touch you as much as I can. It's not enough today. I'll continue tomorrow and touch you every day."

"Tell me, where can you find such a considerate and considerate husband like me?"

Yu Mian coughed twice, and the flush that had just subsided appeared on his neck again. He said harshly, "Master, you are not good at this. It feels average to the touch."

Even so, his hands were firmly attached to Shen Yun's abdominal muscles without moving even an inch.

Even though Shen Yun had already let go of her hands.

Hearing this, Shen Yun's eyebrows jumped, "Oh, you still picked it up?"

"Come on, let's talk to my husband, whose abdominal muscles feel better to the touch? I'll go find him for advice."

If Yu Mian looked up at this moment, he would naturally find that Shen Yun's face had turned black to coal.

But she didn't, thinking that Shen Yun, Dogecoin's nemesis, finally had a heart, "Give me the phone."

Shen Yun was puzzled, but still handed her the phone obediently.

I saw Yu Mian calling a certain music app, clicking on the follow button, taking screenshots of a series of contact information of the man with abdominal muscles, and then sent it to his green letter.

Good, good, good to you Yumian.

Brother put you in his pocket, you kicked him into the ditch, right?

Shen Yunyan smiled at Yan Yan and forwarded all the abdominal muscles that Yu Mian sent her to Secretary Yu.

Shen Yun is vigorous and resolute: Picture 1.

Shen Yun has an unstable temper: Picture 2.

Yin and Yang Wei Shen Yun: Picture 3...

Domineering and mighty Shen Yun: Acquire all the companies of these men with abdominal muscles for me, and let them switch to selling juice!

Yes No Secretary Yu: Good boss.

Then he moved his gaze to Yu Mian who was collapsed on the bed, stretched out his long arm and picked it up, "Go and take a bath before going to sleep."

Yu Mian kept mumbling, and Shen Yun was so close that he almost had his cheek to cheek before he heard what she said.

Yu Mian: "Shen Gou is finally a man. He sucks, and his abdominal muscles feel really good."

Shen Yun looked at her look like she didn't know when she fell asleep but still had suspicious saliva, and she couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.

That’s all, forget it if you don’t wash it.

Although Shen Yun has always been mysophobic, she has a high tolerance for Yu Mian.

He gently picked up Yu Mian and placed her on the inner side of the bed. He took off her shoes, took off her coat, and then covered her with the luxurious soft silk quilt.

By the time Shen Yun came out of the bathroom after washing up, Yu Mian had already assumed a crab sleeping position, occupying his bed domineeringly.