Hubby, Please Spare Me

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In the past two days, Shui Miaomiao was restless and fell asleep, always waking up in the middle of the night, seeing Shen Mochen sleeping next to herself, her heart was calm again.

Wipe the forehead, sweat on the forehead, even on the neck.

Shui Miaomiao sat up.

Shen Mochen was awakened by Shui Miaomiao, his voice slightly hoarse, and asked, "What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable?"

"I had a nightmare, I went to take a shower." Shui Miaomiao got out of bed.

Shen Mochen turned on the table lamp and accompanied Shui Miaomiao into the bathroom.

She looked at Shui Miaomiao's frown, her thoughts in a trance, and asked, "Are you pre-marital phobia now?"

"I don't know, maybe it is, I am always worried about something, and I feel dumb, but I can't tell why I was worried." Shui Miaomiao put the clothes she took off on the shelf.

Shen Mochen gave her water and said softly: "I will go back to the Shen family for an important meeting tomorrow and Shen Jiachang will be removed. After the meeting, I will take you and Yanyan to take a seaside holiday on the weekend."

Shui Miaomiao smiled slightly at Shen Mochen, "I'm okay, you are busy working, I'll be fine in two days."

"After the dismissal of Shen Jiachang, Lin Yunxiang, Lin Chengshi and other nine people, Shen's will be relatively clean. I will ask an executive CEO to help you rebuild a new Shui." Shen Mochen promised.

"No, I wasn't a business person. I believe my dad will support my decision. Don't be too tired. Our family is healthy and happy together. That's enough." Shui Miao Miao stepped into the bathtub and said.

Shen Mochen came behind her and gently massaged her.

Shui Miaomiao felt that his warm palm temperature was on her body. He had not slept well in the past few days, but instead fell asleep under his massage.

*

When Shui Miaomiao woke up again, she was lying on the bed, probably after Shen Mochen watched her fall asleep and hugged her to the bed.

Shen Mochen is no longer around.

She glanced at the time and it was almost nine in the morning.

Shui Miaomiao went out after brushing her teeth.

"Ma'am, it's breakfast." Husao said with a smile.

Shui Miaomiao nodded and sat down on the dining table, his head still a little groggy, his chest tight, and had no appetite.

Husao brought up the mushroom chicken porridge.

Shui Miaomiao took two bites, and her appetite was violent. She ran to the bathroom and vomited, and came out, and the bottom of her foot was weak.

She pushed the porridge to the side and didn't want to eat it. She lay on the table, picked up her phone, and turned it over Shen Mochen's caller ID.

I remembered that he said he was going to a meeting and put down his phone again.

"Ma'am, are you happy?" Husao asked with concern.

Shui Miaomiao nodded, "Spit out badly, normal, don't worry, just two months later."

"Xixi is better to eat sweet bayberry, or plum, if sour and sweet, it will ease up. I'll go out and buy you some." Husao said worriedly.

"Well, okay, thank you, Sister Hu." Shui Miaomiao thanked her. She didn't want to eat and lay on the sofa to watch TV.

Husao just left, the doorbell rang.

Shui Miaomiao thought that Husao did not bring the key and opened the door.

There were four expressionless men in black standing outside, looking at her coldly.

Shui Miaomiao had a bad hunch in her heart, and she was about to close the door. A man led by her held her arm and took out a spray with the other hand and sprayed it twice.

Shui Miaomiao smelled a sweet smell, and his eyes were black, fainted, and lost consciousness.