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

Chapter 81: The night is quiet, the wife is on the side, the man's body and mind

  Zhan Muqian chuckled in a low voice, and looked at her uncontrollably.

  In the final analysis, he is still a child who has not grown up. How can he be an adult with the child.

  He didn't speak, just picked up another bowl, and seemed to be ready to continue feeding her.

  The scent of the cotton quilt is attracted by the scent. When you look closely, it is a bowl of porridge, but I don’t know what good ingredients are used to cook it. It smells of a thick scent of broth.

  She smiled with a guilty conscience, and said in a delicate tone, "I will eat by myself, let me eat by myself, it smells good..."

  Mianmian reached out and took the spoon, Zhan Muqian pulled a soft pillow in his hand, placed it on her lap, and placed the porridge bowl on it.

  The girl eats porridge by herself, spoon after spoonful, seeming to eat very joyfully.

In fact, I was joking. It was Zhan Muqian. How dare she bother him to feed. Although she felt happy when being fed, she was more of a guilty conscience. How can she be? The war chief is waiting for you, and you will have to return it in the future...

  Almost eaten, she put down the spoon.

   "I'm full." Mianmian pouted, stunned at him.

  Zhan Muqian stretched out his long arms, pulled a piece of paper towel and pressed it to her lips, and wiped away the porridge stains on the corners of her lips.

   Jiang Mianmian no longer hurts so much, and her mood is much better than before. She looked at Zhan Muqian and wanted to talk, but she didn't think about how to speak.

  The man put the bowls and trays on the dining table, and the man went into the bathroom to wash his hands.

  When he came out, the little thing on the bed was holding his knees in a daze.

  With a puff on her face, she recovered her usual air, and her lips were no longer so pale.

Chief Zhan asked patiently, "Is it still painful?"

  She still has a faint pain, but the painkiller numbs the nerves, and the brown sugar relaxes the muscles and activates the blood and warms the stomach. It is no longer an unbearable pain.

  The little girl shook her head, "It doesn’t hurt anymore."

  Zhan Muqian chuckled, opened the quilt and went to bed, leaning against the head of the bed, occupying the other half of her big bed, as if he hadn't heard the words of his little wife who had angered him beforehand.

  Mianmian wanted to sleep on her own...but she watched him lie down, and she didn't have the guts to kick the chieftain out of bed again.

  That's it, isn't it just sleeping under a quilt? There is nothing to be hypocritical.

  Mianmian turned off the bedside lamp, retracted into the quilt, closed his eyes, and urged herself to fall asleep faster.

   Just sleep...

  It doesn’t hurt anymore when you fall asleep, and you don’t think about it anymore...

  Unfortunately, things backfired. She tossed over and over and still couldn't fall asleep.

   "Uncle, are you asleep?"

   "No." The man's voice was clear and crisp.

   "I ask you one thing, can you promise me, can you tell the truth..."

  The little fox in the night is sly and attractive, and the headmaster really wants to order her to say nothing and go to bed obediently.

  Otherwise, the night is quiet, and the wife is on the side, and the man’s body and mind are not happy.

   But he still tried to treat her gently, "What's the matter?"

  Mian Mian’s heart is actually guessing.

  Those countless ideas are ready to come out, but in the final analysis, the truth will not be too far apart.

  She knows what she is worthy of the favor of this high-powered man by the pillow.

   But she is a little girl after all, she still has a little humble hope and expectation in her heart...

in the dark.

She quietly asked: "Uncle Zhan, you have a fiancee, and a lovely son... But why marry me? Don't lie to me by saying that I am responsible for you. I am not a kid anymore. Uncle Zhan, are you forced to marry by your family? Or... what do you have, it's in my father's hands..."

  Zhan Muqian...what purpose do you want to use her for?

  【3 update is over. I’m not feeling well today, it’s too late to update 4, try to update it early tomorrow, good night babies]

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