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

  Zhan Chief's biting gaze fell on the girl's face with great emphasis.

  The cotton quilt stared at him so much that his heart felt hairy.

  Cut, isn't it just drinking some red wine, or booze...As for such a feudal old-fashioned?

  Before he sternly refused, Mianmian bowed her waist, and her thin white fingers pinched a knife and fork to cut a thin and tender piece of Wagyu...

   Raise the arm and send it to the man’s lips.

  Zhan Muqian's lips were light and thin.

  Mianmian suddenly felt that it is no wonder that he is such an ascetic and indifferent image in the rumors of the outside world...

  Bo Xing, a man with thin lips, his face doesn't look like a good gentleman.

  It’s no wonder that he has no recognized girlfriend.

  She was a little confused and didn't know what she was worried about, but her face was still smiling, "Hey, uncle open her mouth."

  Zhan Muqian still saved face, his thin lips slowly opened, and he swallowed——

  Jiang Mianmian ate himself for a while, then suddenly pinched the beef with his fingers and fed it directly to his lips.

  The color of the chief's pupils is calm and unwavering, but the bottom of my heart is a bit dark and turbulent.

  The grinning little fairy put his finger to his lips like this, "Why don't you eat it?"

   waited another ten seconds, just when she thought that she had failed to molest and this old fox would not open her mouth.

  The two thin lips in front of her eyes suddenly opened, and she swallowed the thin piece of Wagyu without hesitation, and took...to hold her soft index finger.

  The girl trembled in her heart, smiled wryly, and tried to pull her hands.

  The fingertip was bitten by him. It hurt a little, but it was not tingling. He just bit, and then sucked...

  Mianmian suspected that he was eating too much, and inexplicably burning in his stomach, as if something was eagerly trying to break through the body——

  Mingming, obviously she hasn’t drunk yet...

  Zhan Muqian sucked the girl's index finger expressionlessly until her fingers became numb and her whole body was soft.

   whispered softly, eyes full of timidity, "It hurts, you bite me..."

  He finally let go.

  Mianmian held her fingers under her lips to blow, her cheeks were puffed, and her face was ashamed of a guilty conscience.

   muttered as he blew: "Why don't you care about hygiene? I didn't wash my hands. You really ate it, Uncle Zhan, if I touched something unclean..."

  The girl complained casually, but was pinched by the man's big hand on her waist.

  She stared at him.

  The man's whole body is full of oppressive male breath, covering her whole body, and the cotton body is getting softer and softer...

   "Tell Uncle, what unclean place did you touch, eh?"

  Mianmian didn’t understand, until he followed his eyes smoothly and fell under him... The brain suddenly woke up, and his cheeks burned.

  She was ashamed and angered, shaking her bare feet and kicking him fiercely, "Shut up, old hooligan!"

  ……

Zhan Shouchang's eyes were smiling, and he caught her little soft hand and kissed her lips twice, "I won't go to bed most of the night and give you a fried steak, you dare to scold me, Jiang Mianmian, you say, are you? An unscrupulous little white-eyed wolf..."

  ……

  In the monitoring room on the roof of the building.

  Zhan Qi You stared at the computer screen.

  The picture is frozen above the kitchen——

  His unsmiling second uncle is now holding the sweet and delicate Xiaolanghuo in his arms, teasing him wantonly.

  Zhan Qi You's face is earthy, and his eyes are poisoned.

  The closed door behind him was suddenly pushed open——

   Jiang Li stared at him mockingly, and sneered coldly, "Oh, our eldest master is jealous?"