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

  Zhan Muqian was suddenly grabbed by her tie, and seemed to look at her in surprise.

   Immediately, she narrowed her eyes with a smile.

  This bad little fairy...

  No one has ever dared to pull his tie, the degree of provocation is almost 100%.

He stretched out his hand and squeezed Mianmian's face, and couldn't help but laugh out: "You and Yan Yan only met, so you are jealous? Jiang Mianmian, I never saw you being so stingy before. ?"

  Mianmian crossed his eyebrows, and his little hand tightened his tie, pulling it harder.

She had a fierce face, "Why am I jealous? I just regulate your behavior, Mr. Chief, since you are married, of course you have to be single-minded to your wife. That Zhan Muyan opened her mouth and said that I was a fairy, I See her wishing to tear me apart!"

  The head of the Lord's mood at this moment is a bit complicated.

  When has he been so viciously ferocious?

   Besides, she is still a soft little woman...

  Dare to threaten him by pulling his tie so pretentiously.

  But what cannot be denied is...

  The little woman's soft buttocks sat on his lap, her face was fierce... it was so enjoyable for him.

  Not only enjoy, but gradually...have a feeling.

  He laughed out loud, wrapped her big hand around her little paw that was pulling her tie, and put it to his lips to kiss.

   "Okay, single-minded, am I not single-minded enough for you, madam?"

   Cotton quilt, he kissed so softly, but he was still blowing his beard and staring.

  She raised her other hand and poked his heart with her white fingers.

   "Also, you can't help calling her Rouge, it's not fleshy, or disgusting, even if it's a younger sister, I won't allow you to call her like that!"

  Zhan Muqian was ridiculed by the appearance of her small belly and chicken intestines.

  He took her other hand again, and gradually moved downward——

  The thin lips were slightly aroused, and his voice was low and coaxed in a bewildered voice: "Okay, don't call, listen to your wife, but... don't poke your chest, try poke here..."

  Mianmian's little hand was pushed down by him, without realizing it, her eyes widened suddenly when she touched the hard and hot thing.

  "Zhan, Zhan Muqian...what are you doing!"

  The man stared at her with deep and hot gaze so close, seeing her white little face burning up little by little, red like a little pink persimmon...

   "Hey, help me rub it."

  Mianmian’s whole body is fiercely resisting every cell: "No, no, no! You quickly let go of me, Zhan Muqian, on the street, why are you in estrus on the side of the road?!"

  It's incredible.

  Obviously, he was still talking about serious matters just now, why did he suddenly...it was even more difficult!

  Men are all perverts! Big pervert!

  Zhan Mu Qian pressed her little paw tightly, not giving her any room for struggle.

  He leaned over slightly, bit her round earlobe, and coaxed patiently: "It's just rubbing and rubbing, and don't let you do anything embarrassing, be afraid, be good..."

  Mianmian was almost tortured and crying by him.

  She just refused to compromise.

  What if...what if he can't hold it.

  It’s just a rub. If he gets more and more fun, how can he take off her pants and ask her to accompany him here?

How to break   ? !

  What a shocking car! And it shakes on the side of the main road? !

  In case someone sees it, do you need a face!

  Are all men breeding pigs, initiating love to ignore their status, status, and reputation? !