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

Chapter 275: Thin lips kissed her shoulder: Little boy, let's

  So casually making trouble, it's going to be late into the night.

  Mianmian panted on the soft pillow and whimpered: "Zhan Muqian, you are perverted, how can you be so bad..."

  She just wanted to sleep with his arm.

   Ke Zhan Mu Qian, an old driver, took her to a new height in life.

   incidentally refreshed her three views.

  Mianmian only knew in the past that the degree of development between lovers can be divided into several points.

  For example, first base should hold hands implicitly.

  Second base is a little innocent kiss and hug.

  Third Base...

  Mianmian only knows that a home run means two people have sex.

  But she has never delved into what third base is.

  Until Zhan Muqian manipulated her body recklessly, skillfully and tenderly, doing all kinds of outrageous behaviors to her ignorant and astringent body——

  Mianmian was almost crying by him in the end.

   Angrily shouted at him: "Old Hundan! How do you say that doesn't count? Don't you say that you can wait until I want to do it?!"

  Zhan Mu Qian squinted his eyes, smiling **** and gentle.

   But Mianmian looked at his intact clothes and was so angry that he was so angry! It's anger, okay!

  You know, at that time, she was hung on her shoulders by her legs, in a shameful posture like a stupid little toad...

  The nightdress on her body was missing, and the **** were half-halved by him...

  I feel like hitting the wall!

  But he is neatly dressed, with a cold and clean ascetic appearance.

  It's her...

  It's that she was played with and screamed for a while and pitifully pleaded for mercy.

  ……

  Faced the complaint from the little wife.

  Master Chief laughed very calmly.

  He spread his hands and explained: "I didn't do anything. Look, I didn't take off my pants. This is at most third base, and it's still far from home..."

  Jiang Mianmian bit the pillow, and his fierce little eyes swept him viciously.

  The head of the war still has a faint expression.

  Like a sinister and cunning old fox in bed...

   is still the kind that has been refined for thousands of years!

  His response to his little wife was to turn her tender body over with her soft waist...

  Thin lips fell on her shoulders, and she kissed and kissed lovingly.

  The low, dumb voice is like a curse in the dark night.

   "Come on, dear, let's play again..."

  ……

  Mianmianxiang, curled up in sweat, she was already very tired and didn't want to play with him anymore.

  And this kind of adult game seems to be addictive.

  She is really afraid that she will get this addiction, and then she can't quit again. She was played by the old fox, Zhan Muqian...

   She mumbled rejection, but the next moment she was gagged with tenderness and affection by the man.

  ……

  Mianmian seemed to be dragged into the abyss by him.

   Soon I forgot who I was.

  It's like falling into a sea of ​​flowers again...

  Full of sweetness and enjoyment.

  She whimpered, complained, and even scolded him as a gangster pervert...

   can be spiritually but it is extremely enjoyable.

  Being in a daze, as if sleeping in the past and having a sweet dream.

  "Zhan Muqian, I'm going to bed, I'm sleepy..."

   "Woo, I won't play with you anymore, you are necrotic..."

   "Uncle, I'm hungry..."

  ……

  Finally, the cotton quilt was wrapped in a nightgown and hugged downstairs for supper.

  Zhan Mu Qian said without changing his face: "Xiao Wang, go upstairs and change the sheets in the wife's room."

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