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

  Jiang Mianmian squinted his eyes and smiled, like a cat that only hooks people.

  Sit on the military jeep, the curious baby stretched out his hand to touch the complex structure of the modified military vehicle, shining with stars: "This car is really cool, uncle, let me drive it someday."

  Zhan Mu Qian was taking the medicine box from the trunk, and looked at her with helplessness.

  He patted the **** the back of the head: "Lend you to drive? Do you have a driver's license?"

  Little wild cat raised her eyebrows triumphantly, "No, but I'll drive a car a long time ago, with 666, uncle, you teach me how to fly a plane next day!"

  The fighter that climbed up that night...So far she still feels itchy to think of it.

  Zhan Chief with a cold face, suddenly reached out and tore the skirt of her dress——

   Thin lips curled up with a sneer, "Flying on the plane, you still want to go to heaven!"

  The harsh sound shocked her.

The little wild cat exploded and stared with horrified eyes: "Uncle, what are you doing, the car is shaking?! Jeep shaking?? But we are still in the presidential palace, there are cameras and drones everywhere. !"

  Zhan Mu Qian was speechless, looking at her stupid, he became angry.

  He tore off the lower part of the skirt because he was afraid that the friction of the cloth would aggravate her pain.

  Pinch her white and delicate calf with her big hands, and look closely at——

  Jiang Mianmian frowned when he saw him, and his two thin white legs were completely exposed in his sight, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed...

  ……

  Inside the military jeep, the atmosphere heats up inexplicably.

  She twisted her body restlessly, trying to withdraw her white legs.

  The man raised her calf so high, she was going to run out...

   Just when the little wild cat was shy and struggling, Zhan Muqian suddenly let go, and said coldly, "Do you still know shy? The white one has lace."

   "..." Jiang Mianmian stared, his mouth opened slightly, almost cursing.

  He actually saw the color of her **** and lace!

  Rogue! Old hooligan!

  Jiang Mianmian rolled his eyes bulgingly: "It's not in your cloakroom. It's all girly clothes. Ghosts like lace panties!"

  When the girl complained, Lord Chief had already started the car and drove far away.

  He wanted to help her deal with the wound, but found that there was broken glass in the wound on her knee, and he had to go to the hospital for professional treatment.

  Jiang Mianmian saw that he drove the jeep so fast without saying a word, he was suspicious: "Uncle Zhan, why are you not talking?"

  Zhan Chief sullenly, too lazy to care about her.

  Originally, she was still in the mood to gag him with a smiley face, but he only thought that she was not badly injured.

  Who would have imagined that there are still broken glass **** in the flesh!

  A good girl, she doesn’t even know how it hurts!

  ……

  Mianmian didn’t know why Uncle Chief’s face suddenly changed. He stretched out his hand boredly to turn on the stereo in his car, and continued to look at the structure of the car...

  This modified jeep is really cool in her eyes, even the roar of the engine is majestic.

  A moment later, there was a sparkle in her little head, and the Chief Officer came back from the military area?

  In other words, he has to check her homework again 80%.

  Think of those formulas that I haven’t learned yet...

  Jiang Mianmian slumped on the back of his chair, lazily saying: "Uncle, if I really can't go to university, or you can take me in, I will mix with you in the future, okay if I enter the military area as a soldier?"

  Zhan Mu Qian heard the words, frowning, and while driving at high speed, he glanced at her with disdain.

  'S tone is full of ridicule: "It's you, serving as a soldier? An order soldier or a literary soldier? Good at washing dishes or singing and dancing as a sketch?"