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

  Mianmian took a closer look, only to think that these drunk young men looked very good-natured. After thinking about it for a moment, she realized that they were some friends of Zhan Qiyou. She should have met several times before, but she was just unfamiliar.

The man sitting in the middle smiled a little wretchedly, his gaze swept away in front of Mianmian, "Really, little sister...what's your name? It looks better than before, I Remember you, your hair was short back then, so... come here."

  The man made gestures with his hands on his chest, his movements looked extremely lewd.

  The few Kuo Shaogu beside him were drunk, with red faces and burning eyes.

  Mianmian vaguely remembered the name of the boy in the middle. His surname was Cheng, named Cheng Jiaming. He was the son of a high-ranking official and had an excellent relationship with Zhan Qiyou.

  She was too lazy to care about these boring drunks, so she bypassed the table and hurried to the bathroom.

Cheng Jiaming stared at the girl's back and murmured: "Is this girl telling us Zhan Shao to dump it? Hey, I saw it back then... I think it's just a small thing, but now I'm out of it, and I'm growing really well. The one with big breasts, the one with small waist and thin waist, really want to see how she twists..."

The man next to him patted him on the shoulder and joked: "It's quite big, it's 36C, yeah, Jia Ming, you're hungry enough tonight, or after eating it later, go to the night market to watch the girls twist. Waist."

  Cheng Jiaming smiled but didn't smile: "The one holding the steel pipe and twisting it? I'm not interested. It looks good when I ride it and twist it..."

  ……

  Several men made some dirty jokes by drinking, Mianmian didn't know.

  She came out of the bathroom and ran into Zhan Qiyou head-on.

  Her eyes are dim, not surprising.

  After all, she had just ran into his friends, probably because she was unlucky today, but she always ran into someone she hated.

  Furthermore, this private restaurant was originally the place where their wealthy children usually haunted, and it was not too coincidental.

  She walked away directly, not seeing the general.

  Unexpectedly, Zhan Qi You strode to catch up and suddenly grabbed her wrist.

  Mianmian was surprised, "What are you doing?!"

Zhan Qiyou's face was pale, he squeezed Mianmian's arm, and pushed her to the wall, and asked with a hoarse voice: "Jiang Mianmian, how old are you, how old is my second uncle, are you crazy? Why do you want to marry an old man? When you are 30, your second uncle will be over 40..."

  Mianmian was furious. She heard the man's drunkenness. It turned out to be another drunkard.

  "It’s your shit, Zhan Qiyou, you drink too much, hurry up and get out of here!"

Zhan Qiyou seemed to be emboldened by alcohol, and reached out his hand against the girl’s shoulder, pressing her firmly, "I know... you deliberately **** me off, Mianmian, I can’t compare to my second uncle. Obviously I liked you first..."

  Mianmian suffocated, considering whether to do it.

Zhan Qiyou was irritated by her indifference and went crazy, so he went to try to kiss her, and said while offensive: "You said, why don't you tell me what is better than me, the second uncle, did he make you better? Comfortable, eh?"

  Mianmian sneered, bent her knees, and slammed into his lower body—

  ……

  The little woman pushed him away, shaking her head proudly.

   Behind him came a man’s unspeakable sorrow...

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