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

  Mianmian stood motionless, her big shiny eyes full of precautions.

  The man by the floor-to-ceiling window finally stepped on his long legs and walked towards her without hurries...

  Cotton cotton finally buckled the zipper, the heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he fleeed after pulling his leg——

  She obviously felt that she ran fast enough and reacted swiftly, but she didn’t know how, but within two seconds she was caught by his big hand and firmly circled in her arms——

  The girl's soft body was turned around by him, and she staggered into his arms. The bridge of her nose hit the very hard muscles of his chest. The pain made her eyes wet and red, and her nose was sore.

  Can't escape, can't beat, and face him with the majesty of offending Lord Chief!

  The small wild cat, who has always been horizontal enough, is ready to be cleaned up by him.

  She didn't intend to escape again, nor was she wronged, but the bridge of her nose was hit and she was sore.

  Unexpectedly, Lord Chief did not get angry, and covered the girl’s petite nose with his big hand calmly, and squeezed gently.

   "Does it hurt?"

  Jiang Mianmian looked up at him with a bit of astonishment...

  In the night, the light of the wall lamp is dim and soft.

  The aloof man's whole body is like an emperor.

  But his eyes...deep, gentle, like the sea.

  Perhaps I have been accustomed to being wild in the past two years. I don’t know how many times I have fought in group fights, and the number of times I have played is countless.

  Everyone regards her as a fierce and arrogant problem girl...Who cares whether she is hurt or not.

  Even Dad...Even Dad has not spoken to her in such a gentle and caring tone for many years.

  It is clear that there is anger, anger and resentment in my heart.

  Because of last night...and daytime affairs, she wished to tear herself apart with this man or even get divorced.

  Because of the act of rubbing his nose, the girl has a rock-like heart.

  Moisturizing things are quiet and sound...soft into a puddle of water.

  She bit her lower lip and shook her head to show that she did not hurt.

  Zhan Muqian looked at her small face by the light, and for a while, he chuckled out: "It's not awkward, let's go take a bath, I feel like a nightclub."

  "……"

  Jiang Mianmian hid in the bathroom and locked it carefully.

  After the shower, she put on a bathrobe, and her long hair was blown half dry. She cautiously pushed open the bathroom door and walked out with bare feet...

  Zhan Muqian actually sat on the head of her bed, leaning against her gracefully, flipping through a book in her hand.

  Mianmian didn’t know what she was shy about, because she didn’t wear a corset in her bathrobe...or...

  It's still because he got into her bed.

  The shell-shaped princess bed...the unsmiling war leader.

  This scene is really a little bit spicy.

  The white and fragrant girl cotton stood in front of the bed, her head hanging slightly.

  The man on the bed has a low voice: "Aren’t you sleepy, don’t you want to sleep?"

  Mianmian bit her lower lip unconsciously, and he was hesitating to climb into bed...

  Tightened his wrist, he pulled the person up.

  Mianmian crawled to the ground to stabilize her body, and looked at him awkwardly and shyly.

   "I... I didn't actually drink tonight."

  Zhan Chief sneered, "Huh, then?"

  Cotton bites her lip, "But...I smoked!"

  The head of the war did not change his face: "So?"

   "So... Uncle, are you going to punish me?"

  Zhan Muqian calmly pinched the fingers of her right hand, placed it between her nose and sniffed, and indeed smelled a little bit of smoke.

  For a while, he said lightly: "Save it first, and then you will be punished for several crimes."

   "Huh?" Mianmian was stunned.

   "Let you have a good sleep tonight, and take you back to your old house tomorrow."

   "...Uncle, what are you talking about?"

  The old house of the Zhan Family?

  Does it mean to...see in-laws? !