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

  The girl tensed her body nervously, imagining that it would hurt to be bitten.

  However, after a while, the pain of waiting has not yet come.

  She opened her eyes suspiciously, but Shui's dazzling eyes met with the handsome face of the head of war that was not smiling.

   "You... don't you want to bite it back?"

  Zhan Muqian squeezed one of her small fists and kissed it softly on his lips.

  He turned over and lay down, with a slightly helpless tone, "Thin-skinned and tender, you don't need to bite to be afraid of breaking, how can I be willing."

  "..." Mianmian shrank into the quilt with a blushing face, turned over and didn't want to pay attention to him.

  However, she is still turbulent under her body, and she is afraid of side leakage...If it leaks and soils the sheets, she will be embarrassed tomorrow morning.

  So she quietly turned over again, lying down as much as possible.

   "Does it still hurt?"

  Mianmian thought he really had a rest, but he unexpectedly asked again.

   "No...it doesn't hurt anymore."

  In fact, it was still boring, but it didn’t feel so unbearable.

  Lord Chief was lying on his side, facing her, chuckled, "Want me to rub it for you?"

   "No...no, I can knead it myself."

   "Your hands are cold." The man said calmly.

  The little girl in the quilt blushed and tentatively said: "Uncle Zhan, are you sure...you can't rub other places in the house, right?"

  Zhan Muqian ignored her, leaned into the quilt, opened the hem of her nightdress, and covered the girl’s cool belly with warm palms.

   Although **** cotton looks slender, it is still young and does not pay attention to figure and shape like adult women.

  The girl’s lower abdomen is very soft, with a layer of soft flesh, which feels very good to the touch.

  ……

  The man’s palm is very broad, and the palm is very warm and warm. Mianmian can feel the force in his hand and is restrained, very careful, for fear of hurting her.

  The lower abdomen position, Mianmian always blushes, especially nervous.

  Zhan Muqian rubbed her belly until the skin on her lower abdomen was warmed, and he asked in a low voice, “Does it hurt once every month?”

  Mianmian bit her lip, "No...I haven't had any pain before, I don't know what happened this time..."

  She is eighteen years old, and she has five or six years of her period.

   has never been tortured.

  Xiao Qi hurts badly every time. For the first two days of each time, she will ask for leave at home. Xiao Qi’s mother will cook sugar water for her and teach her to use a hot water bottle to warm her belly.

Xiao Qi’s mother often thought about it and said: “Every time it hurts to death and life, Xiao Qi’s child has a terrible cold in the palace. I’m really afraid that she won’t be able to have children after she gets married. It never hurts."

   Jiang Mianmian, who was sitting at the side, could only smile awkwardly.

  She does not hurt.

  In fact, even if it hurts...no mother will take care of her.

  ……

   Such a tender moment.

  Mianmian has never experienced it in the past years.

  Uncle Zhan treats her... so good.

   And he is a rare gentleman, that big hand is not good enough, neither up nor down... always rubbing her little belly calmly.

While she was feeling emotional, she suddenly heard him thoughtfully saying: "I don't understand your women's situation very well. I checked it online just now. It is said that...after giving birth to a child, there will be no pain, Mianmian, Would you like to think about giving birth to me earlier, eh?"

  Mianmian: "...the pain of giving birth to a tenth grade."

  Zhan old fox smiled deeply, and continued to coax: "But once and for all, give birth to one, you don't have to suffer every month from now on, think about it, huh?"

   "...you, do, dream." Mianmian shrunk in the quilt, gritted his teeth in response.