The General’s Beloved Wife: Shame on You, Sweetheart

  Mianmian stared into his eyes, his brain getting more and more confused...

  She couldn't guess the emotions of Zhan Muqian who couldn't understand Zhan Muqian at this moment.

  Although she had a headache tonight, maybe she was stimulated by him to be so impulsive...

  But her plan with Gong Qiao was discussed early in the morning.

  It's not that she didn't expect Zhan Muqian's reaction.

  She thought that he would be angry, and also thought... Maybe he would be jealous and jealous?

  But at this moment, Mianmian couldn't understand his emotions more and more.

  She didn't think he was angry, nor did she think he was jealous.

  She took a deep breath and tried her best to use a calm tone of voice: "I was impulsive tonight. I shouldn't talk nonsense in front of so many people. I want to explain. Actually, I..."

   Before she finished her voice, she was interrupted mercilessly by him again.

  "Don’t rush to explain now, I will give you time later and listen to your explanation."

  Mianmian looked at his cold gaze, and only felt that his handsome and cold face became more and more strange...

  Zhan Muqian dragged her soft, boneless hands and walked quickly to the main house.

  His legs are so long, she is a head shorter than him in high heels...

  But he walked so fast, and acted so rudely, not a gentleman at all, he dragged her like this, as if dragging an object, letting her stumble and chase behind him.

  Mianmian didn't say a word at first, but followed silently.

  I really couldn't catch up later, and I felt that I would fall at any time.

  The heel of the dress is ten centimeters long, and the heel is thin, plus the brand new shoes, she feels that she will either fall to the ground or hurt her ankle in the next moment...

   "Uncle Zhan, Zhan, can you go slower, OK, I can't keep up, slower, OK..."

  She softened her throat and pleaded softly.

  Zhan Mu Qian did not say a word at first, turning a deaf ear.

  Mianmian was dragged by him in pain, but he jerked, stopped, and carried her back without warning.

  Yes, it's not a hug, it's a carry.

  He carried the cotton quilt on his shoulders with his hips, shaking and swaying like a burden...

  She was very flustered, and her head hurt more and more because of his shaking...

  Until he kicked open the door of the master bedroom.

  The cotton quilt fell on the big bed and he barely got up...

  She watched Zhan Muqian walk straight to pour a cup of tea, walked up to her, suddenly pinched the sides of her cheeks, and poured the tea into her mouth very violently.

  The quilt choked, pushed him away and coughed violently——

   "You, what are you doing..."

  The man squinted his eyes, smiling as if he were not smiling. On the big bed, under the dim and dim light, he looked extremely dangerous.

  "Help you sober up."

  Mianmian shrank her shoulders and hid, the fear in her heart became more and more unconcealable.

  She trembled badly, but Zhan Muqian half-leaned down in front of her, seemingly to gently untie her new shoes that were a little worn.

  When both shoes were on the ground, Mianmian wanted to escape, but he suddenly grabbed the skirt.

   "Prickly—"

   There was a loud, crisp sound, and the girl watched as he tore her expensive dress...

  She looked at him in shock, and couldn't help but growl: "Zhan Muqian, calm down, are you crazy?"

  The man bent his knees to press down on her thin legs, and arbitrarily tore off the pink cloth on her body one by one, and lifted it up in the air——

   "I know you are so unbehaved, but I have tolerated you again and again, Mianmian, I am really crazy!"

  [Well, do you want to watch Uncle Zhan eat the cotton, the shelf part is more exciting~]