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

  Gong Qiao got a headache when he mentioned that Gu Yue.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, complaining that he did not fall, "Dad, what age is it, is there anyone playing marriage? That Gu Yue turned out to be so ugly, everyone in the circle can see, now she has a net Red face, I feel sick just by looking at it. You don't really want me to marry this kind of woman, do you?"

Gong Ming coughed embarrassingly, "Who forced you to get married now? You are still young. Since Gu Yue is interested in you, try dating. It's not like you haven't been dating, as for whether you are married...this is all It's something to say, I'll talk about it later."

  Gong Qiao was suspicious.

  That Gu Yue has really hot eyes, and although his father used to have a lot of control, he still put pressure on him so that he can be alone in the business field as soon as possible.

  He is only nineteen years old, so he shouldn’t worry about letting him pass on from generation to generation so soon.

  Especially his father's attitude towards Mianmian, he couldn't help but be suspicious.

   Gong Qiao cautiously asked, “Dad, did Zhan Muqian put pressure on you because of my relationship with Mianmian?”

Gong Ming coughed again, and waved his hands again and again, "Nothing, I know you like Jiang Mianmian, but this matter is completely out of the question. You are not too young anymore. Dad doesn't want to see you ruining your life."

  ……

  After using up the afternoon tea, I feel sleepy, so I lie down in bed and have a nap.

  It's getting into late autumn now, and the air conditioner in the room felt too cold, so she simply turned it off.

  I was a little bored after turning it off, she kicked the quilt when she fell asleep.

   When the chief warrior pushed the door to enter, the goal was the petite group of his little wife, lying on his side.

  Thin was kicked to the foot by her, and the edge of her nightdress rolled onto her stomach, revealing a little pink ass.

  Zhan Mu Qian chuckled and walked over, reaching out and patted her ass.

  Mianmian slept soundly, snorted, rolled over and continued to sleep, ignoring him at all.

  Zhan Mu Qian smiled, and once again raised his hand to slap her tender butt.

   whispered, "Sleep like a pig, hurry up, I have something to ask you."

  Mianmian was awakened by him, slowly opened his eyes, his eyes drooping, but he caught a glimpse of his palm against her light pink panties.

   immediately frowned, his little mouth pursed high, "What are you doing! Why are you touching people's ass, old se wolf!"

  Zhan Mu Qian stretched out his hands, "Obviously you seduce me by yourself, and go to bed when you go to bed. What do you mean by lifting your skirt and showing me your ass? Isn’t it just wishing me to touch you..."

  The cotton quilt was so blushing that he waved his hand and hit him.

   "Playing as a hooligan! Old and dishonest!"

  Zhan Mu Qian just came in, and he went upstairs to look for her before he even changed his clothes.

  He reached out and picked up her soft body, holding her in his arms.

   "I heard...you went to the pharmacy to buy medicine today?"

  Mianmian was startled, and subconsciously thought it was Aunt Qiao betrayed.

   suddenly wrinkled his nose, "What! Aunt Qiao tells everything, so angry!"

  Zhan Mu Qian said, "It's not Aunt Qiao."

  Mianmian's violent temper exploded, and he was restless in his arms and kicked his legs, "I told Aunt Qiao alone, it's not who Qiao is, you don't want to protect her!"

Zhan Muqian chuckled, "What should I do to protect a housekeeper? Stop making trouble. It was Chi Yu who specifically called me in the afternoon and gave me a big temper. You are really good. Why do you always fight Chi Yu? "