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

  Zhan Mu Qian's face was gloomy and expressionless.

  Mianmian wanted him to stop, but at this moment it felt like...she couldn't even say a complete sentence, let alone have the strength to fight him.

  She put one small hand on the wall, and the other scratched him.

  However, after a lot of scratches, he remained indifferent.

  Mianmian said with a dumb voice, "Zhan Muqian, I don't want to live with you, don't like you..."

  The man coldly sneered with a very handsome face.

  He stared at her with scorching eyes...with a slight sarcasm in his smile.

  "..." Mianmian bit her lip, her eyes were wet and red, and she didn't cry.

  She didn't have the strength to quarrel with him, and Zhan Muqian stopped speaking when she saw her.

   coldly face, silently continue to do what he should do.

  Until the girl's body softened, he leaned over and hugged her sideways.

  However, instead of leaving the bathroom in his arms, he held her and walked out of the bathroom.

  The little thing in his arms was a bit cold, and it was frozen on the wall just now.

  Zhan Mu Qian is a little distressed...

  The cotton quilt he tossed so much that he was starting to feel sleepy.

   Turning his head, he saw Zhan Muqian's handsome face.

  Mian Mian's heart was guilty, and her beautiful eyes were full of vigilance, "What are you going to do, Zhan Muqian, I'm tired..."

   He squinted his eyes, chuckled, "Is this tired?"

  Mian Mian knew that she could not beat him, but she was still very angry, clenched her small fist, and beat him weakly a few times.

   "I'm really tired, don't bully me, I want to rest..."

  Mianmian has just been moisturized by him, and his face is puffed, and it is the kind of tender pink that is white and red, which makes men happy.

  Zhan Muqian couldn't help but pinch her delicate face, and said with a chuckle, "But I am not tired, Mianmian, being a wife, the most basic duty is to take care of your husband."

  Mianmian leaned weakly on his chest...

  She was so tired that she just wanted to mourn, but she almost lost the strength to speak out, so she turned back——

  Although it is not very heavy, it bites Zhan Muqian painfully.

  She immediately became a miserable little milk cat.

   "What are you doing..."

  Mianmian blinked her innocent eyes and stared at him sadly.

  Zhan Mu Qian leaned over and kissed her face.

  "..." Mianmian quickly closed her eyes in fright.

  He laughed more and more wickedly.

  Mianmian blushed and scratched him desperately with her little hand...

  Zhan Mu Qian's face is straight.

   originally wanted to clean her up and vent her emotions.

   can come and go, and be softened by this fairy.

  Prepared to be severely punished, but it seems like teasing.

  Mianmian cried and begged, "Uncle Zhan..."

  ……

  Chi Yu is not quite right recently.

  According to Qiqi's words, she thinks her little uncle seems to be crazy.

  Because he changed his previous image, he became keen to play a good husband.

  Not only did she go home early after work, she lived a peaceful and beautiful little life like an ordinary young couple.

  Even the entertainment pages of various Jincheng media...have not seen any late peachy news for a long time.

   There are even rumors that 80% of the time is about to get married.

  This kind of **** has been lingering in the flowers for more than ten years. Generally, he is forced by reality and has no choice but to step into the siege. Considering the face of the woman and her family, will he constrain his behavior.

  Even Qiqi wondered whether he was really going to get married.

  But who did you tie with, Han Ting?

   Qiqi felt that she hadn't seen Han Ting for a long time, and it seemed that Han Ting's influence on him was not enough to make him so restrained.