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

  Cotton cotton is too embarrassing to not want it.

  After all, she is just an eighteen-year-old girl, and this is the first time she has done this with a man.

  Even after doing it, it is still impossible to completely let go of herself like a mature and experienced woman.

   But Zhan Muqian teased her endlessly.

  She was angry, but she could see the love in this man's eyes.

  He was afraid that he loved himself so much...that he would be wronged and suffocated himself for more than half a year before eating meat.

   Thinking of her impulsive and crazy behavior last night, she regretted it at all.

  Such a birthday gift, presumably he is also extremely satisfied.

  She finally got her wish and gave him a perfect thirtieth birthday...

  ……

Mianmian stared at him disgustingly, and muttered, "Are men like you all? After eating and drinking, they are particularly proud, as if taking advantage of the sky, you look so proud that you are almost going to heaven. ."

  Zhan Mu Qian squinted his eyes, smiling but not smiling, opened his arms and circled her back into his arms.

   "Well, I am in a good mood. I don't want to hide, and I can't hide. I think I can arrange flowers every day in the future. I am very happy..."

"you!!!!"

  Mianmian glared at him fiercely with his big water dripping eyes.

  He could say the word flower arrangement in such a serious tone!

  Although it’s only the first time together, she can now fully anticipate her future life...

  The head of the war has opened up, her good days should be over, and she also tried last night how good his physical strength is, the next night is afraid it will be difficult...

  Mianmian thought mournfully, but Zhan Muqian touched the skin on her body, his face a little cold.

   He frowned and asked in a low voice, "Why are you so hot? Are you uncomfortable?"

  Mianmian was stunned.

  She is not very comfortable.

   There was a slight pain underneath. She felt swollen, but the pain was not severe.

  As for the headache, the whole body aches...This is not just because the convulsions pulled him into the fierce field battle last night.

  Even more because of walking dozens of kilometers yesterday.

   Even if she didn’t fight, her physical strength would be greatly reduced today.

   "Alright, it's okay, I'm tired, can I sleep a little longer, uncle?"

  Zhan Muqian frowned. The reason for his frowning was that she suspected that she was overstretched. This kind of tossing might not be able to sustain the next two days of the trip.

  What's more, the conditions in the field are really tough, which is not something his little wife can bear.

  He is reluctant to let her continue to suffer, but he hasn’t figured out how to speak for a while.

  Mianmian thought he was a principled attack by the chief.

  It was already light, and she took angrily in the wrong direction last night, so logically she has hurriedly got up to continue her journey.

  But she is really too tired, like sleeping again.

  She looked at Zhan Muqian's frowning brows, and carefully put out her little hand to try to smooth his brows...

The little cat usually pleaded softly, "I'll sleep for another half an hour, okay, I'll get up soon if you call me, dear uncle, I'm sleepy, just because I served you for so long last night... …"

  Zhan Mu Qian couldn't laugh or cry, and nodded.

   "Go to sleep, sleep well, I will be with you."

  The little milk cat got the approval of the chief executive, and quickly closed his eyes, and started snoring evenly after almost three seconds.

  The man flexed his index finger and hooked the tip of her nose.

  It really hurts so hard.

  Last night, he was very restrained at first, for fear of hurting her, and he was very careful, afraid that she would cry...