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

  It's better if her small mouth is not cheap. With such a cheap mouth, the fire in Zhan Muqian's stomach exploded.

  He got up, walked in front of her with long legs, twisted her slender wrist, and said fiercely every word: "It seems that if you don't beat you, you will never know how to behave."

  Mianmian knew in his heart that this man was just frightening her, but his anger was so terrible, even if it was a threat, it sounded so real.

  Mianmian pulled her wrist and struggled, "You, you let me go...Zhan Muqian, you have something to say!"

Seeing that he didn't mean to let go, Jiang Mianmian panicked and tried to escape with a grin.

  However, the Chief Chief easily pressed it against the wall with only one hand.

  He pressed the cotton quilt against his back, and his knees pressed against her thighs from behind, shackling her.

   made her unable to move all over, Mianmian scratched the wall with anger, "You! You are bullying people again, relying on your own strength to do this, you really hate Zhan Muqian!"

  The more stern she was, the more Zhan Muqian's anger couldn't stop.

  He touched her with one hand and freed one hand to untie the belt around his waist.

  Mianmian heard the sound of him unfastening the belt buckle, and was so scared that she wanted to cry——

  "You, you really want to hit someone, Uncle Chief, is there anyone like you? Is it OK? Can't you stop like this..."

When she heard the sound of the belt being pulled out, she immediately lost her temper and acted softly and softly: "Don't beat me, don't beat me, I was wrong. Uncle said everything is right. It is my fault. Don't dare! Don't hit me..."

  The man held the belt in his hand and slapped her twice through her thin hot pants.

   Frightened Mianmian screamed.

   "It hurts, it's dying, it's beaten to death, help..."

  Zhan Muqian laughed in anger, and blocked her mouth with his hand, his voice was gloomy and mocking: "Don't come with me, dare to lie to me, right? I have to give you a long memory.

  As soon as he finished speaking, Mianmian cried and twisted his head, looking at him sideways...

  Mumbled with difficulty in her little mouth: "Pain..."

   With this soft sound, the man was electrocuted all over, the hand covering her mouth was released, and his face changed slightly.

  In fact, this little woman is a lively little fairy. The headmaster’s expression has changed slightly, and she immediately understands it, and blinks her eyes even more pitifully.

  Zhan Muqian could not know that she was pretending to be pathetic.

  But the belt on my hand is still loose.

  He suddenly released the hand that was holding her back, then turned and walked back to the sofa.

  Mianmian panicked even more when he saw that he ignored himself.

  Zhan Muqian is not good enough for her to train her, what she fears most is that Zhan Muqian is too lazy to care about her...

  If you just scold her, at least you can see that he is angry.

   But if he doesn’t say a word, Mianmian won’t know what he’s thinking...

   Thinking of this, Mianmian was panicked, but she could only stand helplessly.

The little **** was just pumped twice by him. Although it was not very painful, it was a little hot. She looked at the cold-faced man sitting on the sofa, and her little hand silently stretched over and rubbed her miserable butt. .

  Mianmian never talked about a serious relationship before.

  The only one, Zhan Qiyou, also chased her all day long, and didn't dare to fight with her.

  Zhan Muqian is the person she likes for the first time, and she doesn’t understand why she is so afraid of him being angry...