Hubby, Please Spare Me

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"Haha." Shui Miaomiao raised her smile and blinked her eyes.

Let him see Yanyan, she either took the wrong medicine.

"Although you have a lot of knowledge and practical experience, but the so-called family ugliness is not exaggerated. This kind of thing makes a stranger feel that Yan Yan will be inferior." Shui Miaomiao gently refused.

A displeasure flashed in Shen Mochen's eyes and asked, "Who are you talking about?"

Shui Miaomiao looked at Shen Mochen with her lips pressed.

Shen Mochen chuckled, and his eyes became evil.

"Touched you, kissed you, ate you, even connected seamlessly, you said I am a stranger?"

Shui Miaomiao looked at him angry, took the initiative to hold him handy, and explained: "I mean, he hasn't seen you, nor knows you, let you say that Yanyan will reject."

Shen Mochen shook Shui Miaomiao's hand away, looked at her deeply and asked, "Then what do you say?"

She was embarrassed to talk about this problem with Yan Yan.

"The school teacher will say." Shui Miaomiao looked at him pitifully.

"Oh." Shen Mochen smiled, feeling that she was actually repelling him.

Shen Mochen tightened his chin tightly, not looking away.

The atmosphere suddenly condensed to zero.

Shui Miaomiao pulled Shen Mochen to get his clothes. He ignored her, stood up, walked to the bar, and made cocktails.

Shui Miaomiao looked at him.

The light of the crystal lamp fell on his precious body, pale, but because of his tight jaw now, he was highlighted by his coldness.

She walked past with a heavy face, opened the chair in front of the bar, palms supporting her head, and watched him bartending.

Shen Mochen ignored her at all and made a cocktail in blue minor.

Shui Miaomiao took it, took a sip, frowned, and said softly: "Vodka, blue orange peel, pineapple juice, coconut milk, and you put salt."

Shen Mochen glanced at her, ripped the corner of her mouth, and said slightly: "I didn't tell you to drink."

Shui Miaomiao blushed and put the cocktail down in a cramped manner, pointing her index finger boredly.

Very clever.

Shen Mochen gave her a deep glance, her eyes softened a bit, and she prepared a refreshing sweet and warm belly cocktail in front of Shui Miaomiao, saying, "This is yours."

Shui Miaomiao glanced at the cocktail in front of her and carefully looked at Shen Mochen's face.

On his obscure face, she could not see his mood.

However, it should not be too bad for her to drink.

Shui Miaomiao took a sip and made a comfortable hum, exaggerating without hesitation: "Delicious."

Shen Mochen raised her lips upward, slender fingers gripped the previous glass of cocktail, and dragged her palms to the place where she had drunk, took a sip, and looked slowly at Shui Miaomiao.

Shui Miaomiao met his deep gaze and asked softly, "Is your grandpa better?"

"Well. Out of danger." Shen Mochen said with a cry.

"That's good. I'll go back to my dad tomorrow to get a thin hukou." Shui Miaomiao said.

Shen Mochen opened the drawer, took out three keys from the inside and placed it on the bar.

Car keys, anti-theft door keys, door keys.

"The red Porsche downstairs, the license plate number is ###12, and it will be yours in the future. The new house is located in Longju Yaju 1901. If you have nothing special, you will live there. I sometimes go there overnight. "Shen Mochen said in a deep voice.

sometimes?

Still occasionally.

How did she feel like he would often go back to spend the night.

"Well, my monthly salary is only more than 3,000. It is not appropriate for you to let me drive a car of one or two million," Shui Miaomiao gently refused.

"You said your husband bought it. There is a husband who is not embarrassed." Shen Mochen domineeringly said.