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

  Zhan Qi Youqingxiu's face showed embarrassment.

  The embarrassment is because in front of the second uncle, in addition to embarrassment, more accidents.

  One year, so long has passed, this is the first time Mianmian has spoken about it.

  She...so proud, in his eyes, Jiang Mianmian is like a little black swan born with arrogance.

   Charming and charming, playful and out of control, her smiles and smiles are extremely lively and attractive, but he knows very well in his heart...this is a little princess who is not easy to be controlled and jump out of the world.

  Although noble, but his behavior betrays tradition.

  Although beautiful...but dangerous and excessive.

  Jiang Mianmian is a poisonous loli and can't be touched easily.

  ……

Zhan Qiyou coughed lightly: "Mianmian, I didn't expect things to have been so long... you still care about it. I do have something wrong with this matter. Perhaps it was my past behavior that misunderstood you, but I have always been you. A good friend, as for Jiang Li..."

  Jiang Mianmian's face became extremely ugly when he heard the word misunderstanding.

  Misunderstanding?

  Like a close boyfriend who always sticks to her and takes care of her. Is it a misunderstanding?

She tugged at the corners of her stiff lips and sneered: "Needless to say, I am not interested in you and Jiang Li at all, and I am really annoying you to be nosy, and I want to be the central heating to find someone Never regarded you as a friend!"

  "Mianmian..." Zhan Qiyou looked complicated. He couldn't break up with Jiang Li, but he heard that Mianmian was stabbed by broken glass in the banquet hall yesterday, and he was clutching his whole heart.

  ……

   "Yes, you are indeed not friends."

  At the other end of the dining table, the man who was always staring at the financial news spoke lightly, his eyes deep and unpredictable.

  Jiang Mianmian turned his head to look at him, while Zhan Qiyou frowned, with a puzzled face: "Second Uncle..."

  Lord Chief easily put the tablet aside and squeezed the girl’s little soft hand.

  Mianmian is unknown, so her round eyes looked at him suspiciously.

  Zhan Muqian's complexion was flat, but he rubbed cotton-mian's hair without anyone else.

  In the eyes of Zhan Qiyou, the movements are so skilful...so accustomed to spoiling.

Although the second uncle has no expression on his face, there is a faint smile in his eyes.

"Although you two are classmates and are about the same age, but in terms of seniority, I will call you second aunt. Mianmian is my wife, Qi You, after all, is your elder. In the future, we must pay attention to the proportions. Your second aunt is not big or small."

  Zhan Qi You looked embarrassed, and his slender and straight legs seemed a little unstable.

   Jiang Mianmian complained in his heart, Uncle Chief is really a man who is very good at creating embarrassing scenes...

  Can it be more embarrassing, even thick-skinned people like her feel embarrassed to death.

  What's more, it's a young master like Zhan Qiyou who holds the moon with stars.

  She looked at Zhan Qiyou’s obviously flat expression, couldn’t help but chuckle, her brows and eyes curled like a pretty little vixen:

   "Yes, young master, the Zhan clan is the most honorable and prestigious family. They are the first in generations. When you see me in the future, remember to call me second aunt.

  "..." Zhan Qiyou has never been stimulated like this since he was a child.

  But he dared not show it.

  The whole family is afraid of the second uncle.

  Even if the second uncle is smiling, it may be fatal in the next second.

In front of   Zhan Mu Qian, how did he dare to make a mistake?

  I saw that little vixen grabbed the handkerchief and wiped his fingertips, twisted his head and screamed at the man: "Uncle, my knee hurts again..."

  The man’s slender fingers hooked her soft chin, "Hey, are you full? Go upstairs and rest when you are full. You will have to raise this leg for a few days."

  The little vixen wrinkled his nose, and suddenly raised his two small arms, muttering in his mouth: "Hug! Uncle hug!"