Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Although the pillow was soft and it didn't hurt at all to hit him, Shen Mochen's behavior seemed to be disgusting her. If he had a chair at hand, would he have to smash it?

Shui Miaomiao felt so sad, her heart was like a piece of sea soaked in water, heavy, sour and astringent.

Unable to survive, the water was left from the tear glands.

What did she do wrong?

In the destiny of persevering, trying to judge the situation, I am afraid to say the wrong sentence and do the wrong thing, that is, there is no longer a disaster, and I will fall into the hopeless abyss. Therefore, I am still struggling to survive and be persecuted.

How tragic has she been?

The cry, a little higher.

Shen Mochen was upset. When he got her, she responded instinctively. He even wanted her to be more comfortable, but she said nothing, making him feel that he was forcing, he was annoyed, and he would be impulsive. Biting her, it hurts her.

"Don't cry." Shen Mochen said in a deep voice.

Shui Miaomiao pursed her lips and did not let herself make a sound.

However, when I thought I had no right to cry, I was even more sad. The tears fell into the pillow like wet pearls, and the pillow was wet.

The shoulders tremble even more.

Shen Mochen worried that she would suffocate herself and put her on her shoulder.

Shui Miaomiao was turned sideways, looking at him, with red eyes and tears.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Shen Mochen could clearly feel the pity of her heart and softened her tone, "Don't cry."

Shui Miaomiao bit his lower lip, did not speak, looked at him with a disgusted eye, and shed tears silently.

Shen Mochen felt helpless, reached out, wiped the tears on her face, and did not dry them, she shed again.

He would not coax the girl, not knowing whether she was annoyed by her or herself, and said impetuously: "You really opened the reservoir, and it is inexhaustible, isn't it? You really live up to your name. "

Shui Miaomiao heard that he had to be ironic, opened his hand, and lay down on the bed again. His arms were folded under his forehead, his face was stuffed in his arms, and her eyes were red, but she stopped crying.

It’s okay to cry, but when I cry, my eyes hurt, my nose runs, and I can’t breathe well.

She just wanted to mourn in silence now, paying tribute to the tears she had just shed.

Shen Mochen saw that she had lost her temper. He was the first time he had seen a woman lose his temper. He dared to show him his face like this.

Shen Mochen pushed her back.

Shui Miaomiao ignored him.

"Don't cry." Shen Mochen said.

She has stopped crying.

Shui Miaomiao took a deep breath and looked at him, his eyes cleared a lot, but also, a lot colder, decisive, ruthless.

Shen Mochen didn't like her alienated eyes to look at him. Her heart seemed to be tightened by the vines. She was punctured sharply. It was sour, like being poisoned. She was scared and wanted to coax her well.

"Is there any pain there?" Shen Mochen asked softly.

Shui Miaomiao didn't want to talk to him, just look away and ignore him.

He reached out and clamped her chin with a tiger's jaw, and moved her face so that she was facing him, "I didn't mean it on purpose."

He did it on purpose.

Shui Miaomiao knew that he couldn't get away with his face, and looked away, not trusting him.

Shen Mochen was helpless and didn't like her to ignore him. He had a strange ruddy face and softened his breath, saying, "I shouldn't have bitten you just now, and I'll let you bite back next time, okay?"