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

  Mianmian earned his arm, trying to free himself from his palm.

   Ke Zhan Mu Qian's strength is terrifying, she can't shake it no matter what.

  The girl bit her lip and hasn't spoken yet.

  His tall body suddenly leaned down, making Mianmian's eyes tremble with fright.

  Zhan Muqian loosened her arm and cupped her calf with his big hand.

  Mianmian supported her with her hands behind her, her eyes wet and red, staring at him defensively, "What are you going to do, let go..."

  The man's hands lightened slightly, but his eyes fell on her rubbed knees.

  Long fingers stroked the surface of the skin, and asked in a deep voice, "Does it hurt?"

  Mianmian's nose is so sore that he feels that he will cry out with anger at any time.

  But she doesn’t want to cry at all...

  She shook her head heavily, denying, "It doesn't hurt, you let me go!"

  Zhan Mu Qian didn't want to let go, he looked at her little face deeply.

  Once he let go, she will definitely leave.

   Either escaped the door, or hid in his room and locked himself in the room.

  He didn't want to let her go, but he couldn't bear to watch her knee hurt without responding.

  ……

  The two stood in a stalemate for a long time, and Zhan Muqian coughed lightly, "Mianmian, don't run around here, I'll get the medicine box, wait for me, OK?"

  He lowered his posture, and did not have the tough and domineering attitude when he bullied her.

  Mianmian's nose was sour, but she resisted tears.

  She really didn’t want to cry in front of people who bullied herself, because she would appear to have no spine at all.

  But the more she held back, the feeling in her heart felt uncomfortable...

  ……

  Zhan Mu Qian let go of her temporarily, got up and went to the cabinet to get the spare medicine box.

  Mianmian didn’t wait for him obediently, but watched him as he walked a few steps away before jumping out of bed barefoot and hurried to the door.

  Zhan Muqian quickly took the medicine box, and seeing her running away, he threw the medicine box on the bed.

  Xuan even strode forward to chase her.

  Mianmian is so much shorter than him, and his legs are so long.

  She finally walked to the door with two soft legs, and was picked up by the man from behind before she could open the door.

  Zhan Muqian took her back to the bed without saying a word.

  He has a straight face, looking a little agitated.

  Mianmian also tightened her small face, and refused to expose her weakness.

  He carefully checked the knee injuries on both sides of Mianmian, and did not scratch the skin. Instead, he knelt for a long time and was pressed a bit heavily, so he became very red.

  He took the medicinal wine and poured it on his palm, rubbed it until it became hot, and then covered her knees, and massaged her with restraint.

   is almost over when pressed.

  Mianmian’s knees don’t hurt anymore, but my eyes are warm, as if they were stimulated by the smell of medicinal wine.

  Zhan Muqian put away the medicine box and looked at her with complicated eyes.

  The girl bit her lip, and did not say a word for a while.

  He seems to be thinking about speaking too, but he hasn't waited for him to speak.

  Mianmian raised his leg and gave him a heart-wrenching foot——

   kicked **** his heart.

   Although it was a fierce kick, she didn't have much strength in her leg.

  Kicked so that he did not hurt or itchy, and stretched out his hand to hold her slender ankle.

   "Little boy..."

  Mianmian heard this sound from him, and she felt like a demon in her heart, and she was so uncomfortable to die.

   She lowered her head to endure, but she couldn't help it at all.

  She struggled with her little feet, trying to pull away from his palm.

   Ke Zhan Mu Qian stubbornly clenched her feet, and suddenly kissed the delicate soles of her feet.

   "Mianmian, calm down, next time you bully me, okay..."