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

  The coerced little milk cat thought about it for a long time, but finally he nodded hard: "I said that if you pass, you are passing. Do you believe it or not! Check it out if you don't believe it!"

  She is determined to be an expert like the Chief Zhan, so she will not be bored until now and send someone to Gezhi High School to check her grades.

Sure enough, Zhan Muqian squeezed her face, and chuckled calmly: "You better not dare to lie to me."

  ……

   Ruan Qingtong quickly found a reason to leave with Chenchen as soon as possible.

  The Jiang Mianmian in her eyes is like a little vixen who can fascinate her soul.

  I saw the little fox with a full face and half leaned down and took the hand of the child, "Chenchen, won't you stay for a few days? If your godfather is not free...I can play games with you too."

  The little boy blinked his innocent eyes.

  In his little heart, he was resistant to this beautiful young lady sister, because he saw the godfather, and the godfather did that kind of shy thing to her...

  But the young lady speaks so softly...He can't hate her at all.

  His milky voice said, "But elder sister...Chenchen is still going to the hobby class today."

   Ruan Qingtong said in a gentle and humble tone: "Mu Qian, Miss Zhan, I will take Chenchen to the hobby class first. I disturbed me a lot last night."

  Mianmian sent all the way, trailing behind Ruan Qingtong meaningfully said: “How can I bother, in fact, sister Ruan will marry my second uncle sooner or later. Trial marriages are popular these days. You should live together early!”

   Ruan Qingtong’s exquisite makeup face showed a little bit of shyness, “After all, Mu Qian... Mu Qian is always in the army. It’s too hard, plus Chenchen is still young, it’s the age of the boy who is making noise..."

  Ruan Qingtong got in the car, Jiang Mianmian still beckoned to the children outside the car window, "Little baby remember to miss me~"

  Chenchen's slender and curled eyelashes hung shyly, like a doll, blushing, nodded solemnly.

  ……

   Sending off the mother and son, Jiang Mianmian walked back leisurely, completely ignoring the handsome and gloomy head Lord.

  Walking halfway, the soft flesh on her small buttocks was suddenly pinched, and she was frightened and painful again, herssing and gasping with her beautiful eyebrows.

   "I like to call me Second Uncle?" Zhan Muqian's low voice was filled with a cold atmosphere, "You are unforgettable to Qi You, so you want to marry him and call me second uncle after him?"

  The girl who had just laughed freely and wittyly changed her face suddenly, her face stiffened: "Uncle Zhan, don't talk nonsense!"

With a gentle push, the tall man pushed her soft body against the side of the hallway, raised her chin with long fingers, and mocked: "You love me that nephew loves him so much that he sticks to the back of his **** all day long. Follower, this is something everyone knows, do I need to talk nonsense?"

   Jiang Mianmian bit her lip and stared at him angrily: "I don't love him! What is Zhan Qiyou, why should I love him?!"

  The soldier’s big palm slipped to the bottom of her waist and abdomen, and his slightly rough fingertips squeezed the delicate cotton buttocks vigorously.

The curvature of the thin lips seemed to be an undisguised mockery. While playing with her body, he said in a bad tone: "Yes, it doesn't really matter whether you admit it or not, Jiang Mianmian, you are already married. , No matter how much love is broken, it will hide in my heart. From now on, these legs should be clamped a little bit, otherwise--"

   "Zhan Muqian!" Mianmian slapped, and greeted the man Jun's face unceremoniously——