Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Shui Miaomiao came out of the mobile business hall and called Shen Mochen.

With a single call, the phone was answered.

He had looked for her for two hours, and there was a flame of no name lingering in his heart, pursing his lips, and glanced at the front without speaking, his whole body covered with low air pressure.

"Shen Mochen, I bought a new mobile phone." Shui Miaomiao reported with a smile.

As soon as the voice fell, the phone was hung up.

Shui Miaomiao looked at the mobile phone suspiciously, is it a problem with the newly purchased mobile phone?

She dialed towards Shen Mochen's mobile phone number again.

Shen Mochen looked at the screen of the phone coldly, and answered when the ringtone of the phone was about to stop.

"What happened just now? Is your signal bad?" Shui Miaomiao asked innocently.

"Shui Miaomiao, where should I go from the hospital, should I call me? Do you have a brain?" Shen Mochen said unpleasantly.

Shui Miaomiao paused. In fact, she was quite wronged. She didn’t have a mobile phone and couldn’t remember his mobile phone number. How to call him?

Never mind.

She is the woman he bought, and resistance is equal to fast death, and refutation equals sophistry.

Shen Mochen watched her not talking and hung up the phone again.

Shui Miaomiao shrugged, took a deep breath, buffered his mood, and dropped the phone in his bag, and the phone rang again.

She thought it was Shen Mochen, and she didn't want to pick it up subconsciously, hesitated for three seconds, and dared not to pick it up.

"Where?" Shen Mochen asked in a low air pressure.

"Prepare to reissue the bank card." Shui Miaomiao dragged her head and kicked the small stone under her feet.

"Specific address!"

Shui Miaomiao was silent, and now she does not want to see him in her mood.

"Address?" Shen Mochen asked again displeased.

"Industrial and Commercial Bank on Qingchen Road." Shui Miaomiao finished speaking and hung up the phone in a depressed mood.

"It seems that you haven't been reconciled yet." Xing Zun suddenly made a noise, Shui Miaomiao was startled, turned around, and saw Xing Zun standing behind him.

"If there is no reconciliation, there is no reconciliation, and it is not the end of the world. There is nothing fuss about him. He will be here in a moment. You will flash." Shui Miaomiao said, looking for Industrial and Commercial Bank of China.

"Why? Did the two of us do something that misunderstood him? Or, did you mean something different to me, so guilty?" Xing Zun squinted at her, following her, not wanting to flash.

Shui Miaomiao remembered Xing Zun's inferiority of fearing that the world would not be chaotic. He stopped and looked at him with squinted eyes, saying, "Take off the mask."

"Fell in love with me?" Xing Zunxie smiled and took off the mask to reveal his perfect three-dimensional silhouette.

"Take off the glasses too." Shui Miaomiao said again.

Xing Zun was very confident in his appearance. He took off his glasses and looked at Shui Miaomiao with evil spirits.

Shui Miaomiao reached out, "Give me the glasses and the mask."

Xing Zun laughed, put the glasses and mask on her palm, and asked softly, "Should I sign a name on it?"

Shui Miaomiao put his mask and glasses in his bag, a cunning flash in his bright eyes, raised his smile, and raised his eyebrows.

Xing Zun had a bad hunch in his heart, but it was too late. He heard Shui Miaomiao pull his throat and shouted, "Wow, Xing Zun, Xing Zun is here."

Soon, Xing Zun was unable to escape from the water surrounded by a group of fans.

Shui Miaomiao raised a bright smile, looked at him, put his hands behind his back, jumped, and wandered to the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China.