"He's playing cards with them downstairs, and he's killing Rick." Shen Mo Chen says with pride.
Shuimiaomiao looks at Shen Mochen's relaxed expression. Yan Yan should not be dangerous.
But her heart is still not steady, inexplicably nervous.
She jumped out of bed, worried and said, "I'll go to see him. Don't say anything wrong, do something wrong."
Shen Mo Chen holds her arm, pull her to go to the bathroom, say: "wash a face first, comb hair."
Shuimiaomiao saw himself in the mirror. His hair was in a mess. His face seemed to be pressed on his clothes on his arm. There were wrinkles on his face, corners of his mouth and saliva marks on his face. He was very shameful.
"Did anyone see me when you brought me in?" Shuimiaomiao asked anxiously. After washing his face, his palms were stained with water and pressed on his upturned hair.
Shen Mo Chen picked up the comb and looked at her with a light smile, "you should ask, is there anyone else who hasn't seen it?"
"Then you won't wake me up." Shuimiaomiao is in the heart of collapse, white Shen Mo Chen one eye, "your mother certainly does not like me."
"When did she like it?" Shen Mo Chen counter asks a way, help her comb hair.
Shui Miaomiao said:
"What do you mean?" Shuimiaomiao is puzzled. He frowns and looks at the way he concentrates on helping her comb her hair. He guesses, "don't you care whether your mother likes me or not?"
"Miaomiao, when a person doesn't like you, no matter what you do, she doesn't like you. You are polite and respectful to her. She will also think that you are false feelings and false righteousness. Therefore, you don't have to care about the opinions of those who don't like you. Just have me." Shen Mochen dominates the airway and continues to help her comb her messy hair.
She can't find the place where she can't pull the hair.
she felt that Shen Mochen's sentence was ok if she had me. It was so domineering that it also seemed to be a kind of cardiotonic. It made her feel that it was sweet and warm and could melt everything. It seemed that with Shen Mochen, she would have the whole world.
Shen Mo Chen helps her to untie the place of hair knot by hand.
The warm breath was on her face.
He estimated that she had some pain just now, and asked softly, "does it hurt?"
She still lingered on the sentence he said, "if you have me, I'll do it." she foolishly raised a smile, stood on tiptoe, and took the initiative to kiss him on his face. She gave Shen Mochen a thumb, put it on his face, and said in praise: "dear, it's wonderful. No wonder you are so great."
Shen Mo Chen picks eyebrow, the eye is surprised, "you say comb a hair?"
Shuimiaomiao looks at the hair in his hand, grabs the comb in his hand, pulls down her hair, grasps it, pulls it, combs it for several times and unties it.
Shen Mo Chen corner of the mouth smoked, see heartache, rub her to get hair, ask a way: "you do not ache?"
"Hold the top, pull, just comb the bottom, it doesn't hurt. Shen Mochen, do you think I'll cut off my hair? It's always knotting." Shuimiaomiao said, turning around and facing the mirror, he was tidying up the sea.
"No Shen Mochen's index finger around her hair.
He thought that her hair was long and very good. Every time she was on it, her hair was like waves, and it was as elegant as spring breeze.
He thought she was so beautiful that it was like a vivid picture engraved on his heart.
Shuimiaomiao is very good at talking to the person he likes. He glares at her with a twinkle in his eyes. "OK, honey, if you don't want to cut it, just don't cut it. Listen to my dear."
One by one, she said that he was very comfortable.
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