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

  The presidential palace, the all-wicked daughter of the Presidential Palace, seems to have been mixed up in the past two years, but in fact, Jiang Mianmian can fight, but he can't drink enough.

  Drunk half drunk and has entered a state of drunkenness.

  Zhan Mu Qian ordered her with a gloomy face, but he ignited the rebellious energy in her heart.

She staggered and walked to the man, standing on tiptoes, with two soft boneless arms hooking around the man's neck. With the help of alcohol, she pushed the chief executive onto the sofa. .

  Two white and tender thighs wrapped around him.

  Zhan Mu Qian's eyes were cold, and his voice was severe, "Jiang Mianmian, do you want to rebel? Get off me immediately!"

  The little drunk cat squinted at him and smiled coquettishly, "Uncle Zhan, what are you doing so fiercely, and you have to punish me to face the wall? Please, I'm not your soldier..."

  She was grotesque, her soft **** had already touched the man's chest.

  Rao is the chief, calm and prudent, and at this moment, there are waves of nameless anger in his belly.

  He only warned her yesterday that she was not allowed to wear such a revealing dress.

  At this moment, she wore a low-cut and open-back suspender dress and wandered around with a group of inconsistent young boys.

  He just returned a few hours late, and this little woman made his quiet private house smack of smoke and lust.

  Especially when he entered the door from the hall just now, he entered the scene...

  The little woman was drunk and nestled on the shoulder of a boy, as if she really didn’t understand the difference between men and women.

  In the next instant, the big hand of the man with the Jiangmian quilt squeezed off the sofa. She could not stand for a while and almost fell to the ground.

  Zhan Mu Qian has a gloomy face, "skip school, fight and fight, smoke and drink, and fool around with jiaos, all of which are really evil at a young age."

   Jiang Mianmian was calmed by his cold and disgusting tone, and his little head was slightly awake.

  I was so dizzy, I vaguely saw Zhan Muqian untie the military uniform belt around her waist in front of her...

  "Your Excellency never smoked you, Jiang Mianmian, you just owe a lesson!"

  He waved his big hand, Mianmian's eyes widened in astonishment, screaming to dodge, completely blinded.

  Zhan Muqian seemed to have a normal temper, but she regarded him as an elder, and she always felt that this uncle chief was still gentleman, and she never expected that he would unbelt and beat people!

  The girl screamed as she hid, "You are crazy! Zhan Muqian, dare you try to get a little master, divorce! Divorce now!"

  Zhan Muqian's face was pale, holding a belt and approaching step by step.

  Jiang Mianmian is really a little scared this time.

  Although she can fight, who is Zhan Muqian, who is a special soldier, she can beat many people, but it is impossible to beat him.

  She screamed for help, but the domestic helper in this house seemed to be dead, and there was no response at all.

  "Zhan, Zhan Muqian, I warn you, you are domestic violence! I, I will go to the Women’s Federation to sue you!"

  Zhan Muqian pursed her thin lips, twisted the girl’s wrist and dragged her upstairs, the words were bitterly cold, "Sell me? You still have the strength to climb to the Women’s Federation and tell me tomorrow morning. I lose."

  ……

  The drunk little woman was screwed into the man’s bedroom.

  She was thrown onto the bed, rolling in pain.

   Just when she thought she would really be beaten, Zhan Muqian tied her two small hands with a belt with a cold face.

   "You...what are you doing?!"

  Mianmian curled her neck, and a layer of mist appeared in her big clear eyes.

  Don’t she accidentally sell herself to a perverted soldier, right?

  Just registered for a day, don’t you want to abuse her by the surname...