Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Shen Mochen had been talked about so yin and yang.

He really cared about her, as if despised.

His heart was irritated, but he patiently explained: "I left before, I told you the reason, Sisi was in danger at that time, if I didn't rush, Li Sisi was really caught."

Shui Miaomiao felt quite funny.

Li Sisi has time to call him and can tell him that someone in her room thinks that Li Sisi is not in the room by thinking with her toes. She has time and freedom to escape. Why did you ask him to go?

Shen Mochen was so wise, how could he not think of this layer.

Does he care about chaos, or does he not want to believe that Li Sisi is premeditated.

Although, she told him long ago that Li Sisi is a member of an organization.

Tears gathered in my eyes and spread again.

She wasted feelings even crying.

Shui Miaomiao smiled, languidly, shrugged indifferently, and said lightly: "Just grab it, whatever it has to do with me, even if she is dead, it has nothing to do with me."

"Don't you forgive me that much?" Shen Mochen frowned, irritated and helpless.

Shui Miaomiao didn't want to be in a space with the dumb men who complained to women, hurting their eyes, heart, and lungs.

She went to the room inside without looking at Li Sisi.

Li Sisi watched her passing, stood up very softly, and greeted softly: "Hello, you really look like me, Mo Chen said just now, I still don't believe it?"

Shui Miaomiao glanced at Li Sisi.

I don’t know if Li Sisi intentionally.

Shui Miaomiao thinks that the subtext of this sentence is that you are like me, so Shen Mochen will marry you.

Shui Miaomiao twitched the corner of her mouth, which was somewhat ironic. Didn’t she see it when she was caught in the room by her blonde hair?

Shui Miaomiao did not debunk her. When Shen Mochen didn't believe her, even if she had evidence, Shen Mochen was skeptical, not to mention that she had no evidence now?

"I'm sorry, I'm prettier than you, don't take your squinting eyes close to me, I have a deep hatred for the white lotus." Shui Miao Miao replied with a smile.

"Shui Miaomiao." Shen Mochen shouted.

Shui Miaomiao looked at Shen Mochen, looking at his angry eyes.

Did he distress Li Sisi?

That's right, she hurt his beloved woman, and it's strange that he doesn't get angry.

Li Sisi has a backer, she only herself, Shui Miaomiao know how to judge the situation, avoiding its edge.

As for the two of them, she can't get anything cheaper.

"Sorry." Shui Miaomiao apologized in a perfunctory manner, pushed the door open, entered the room, and packed his things.

Shen Mochen followed her into the room to see her busy.

His previous misunderstandings about others didn't matter, but her misunderstandings would drive him crazy.

His chest undulated violently, trying to restrain his temper, trying to be as calm as possible, and said, "Ask you, what is going on on your forehead?"

"No long eyes," Shui Miaomiao said meaningfully.

She held her belongings and passed him by the door, went out, squatted, turned down her suitcase, opened the zipper, and put the things inside. "

Shen Mochen saw that she was ignorant of herself, knew she was still angry, and felt very uncomfortable in her heart. She squatted in front of her and asked, "Have you seen it in the hospital?"

Shui Miaomiao ignored him, his eyes drooping, his long eyelashes covering the darkness in his eyes, as if he hadn't heard him speak at all.

Shen Mochen felt like he was being grasped by a hand, and the sour bitter juice flowed out of his mouth and dripped into the blood.

He softened and asked, "Does it still hurt?"