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

Chapter 86: Mianmian sat on the big bed, wearing his shirt,

  Chi Yu coughed slightly, as if he didn't want Han Ting to say everything that shouldn't be said.

  Han Ting fell silent.

  Jiang Mianmian looked at her provocatively, his charming face was full of fearlessness.

   "If it's not something, why don't you dare say Aunt Han?"

  噗——

Gong Qiao near    almost let out a sound.

  Auntie?

  Han Ting is also at the age of twenty-three or four. Mianmian actually called her aunt, she would blow up if she was a woman.

  Beauty Han Ting’s face instantly darkened, she was really angry.

Her red lips were stiff, and she sneered: "You wouldn't be naive to think that Chief Zhan was married to you just because he liked you, or would you have slept once... and you can't give up? It's funny, no one in Jincheng knows that Zhan Muqian is not close. Female sex, it's just a girl who hasn't been long-opened, do you really think that you are in the eyes of the chief of war?"

Jiang Mianmian has not spoken yet, Gong Qiao has already helped her replied: "I have received all the certificates, and the marriage is closed. Isn't Mianmian just in the eyes of the war chief? Besides, Mianmian is the eldest daughter of the president. If you want to talk about your status and status, it’s better to climb the head of the battle, Han Ting, you can do it for a while without any cover, and the head is careful to take care of you personally!"

  Mianmian tugged at the corners of her lips, "Oh, Auntie Han, you mean, I can’t enter the Zhan Chief’s eyes, can you enter? Or... your cousin Ruan Qingtong can enter?"

Han Ting snuggled in Chi Yu's arms, smiling charmingly, like a black swan defiantly, "My cousin and the war chief have a relationship that is not overnight, and it is not something we outsiders can easily judge. As for you... if it's not for war. The family, if it were not for the purpose of consolidating the rights and status of the entire interest group, and fighting against the chiefs, they would marry you if they took the wrong medicine."

  Gong Qiao vaguely noticed that Mianmian's face had changed, although it was not obvious.

  He grabbed Mianmian’s wrist calmly, and whispered: “Don’t listen to this woman's nonsense, what the uncle chief has done to you, we can all see it, we have a good idea, don’t be deliberately provoked.”

"I'm provoking?" Han Ting rolled his eyes and said disdainfully: "Jiang Mianmian, if you have any kind of words, ask Chief Zhan yourself. Anyway, it is the man who sleeps next to your pillow every night... If you can't ask, I'm afraid You dare not ask!"

  Mianmian pulled the corner of her lower lip, and her cold beautiful eyes suddenly glared at Chi Yu.

  Chi Yu looked at the play and listened to the little mother leopard in front of her fiercely: "Do you want to take this long-tongue woman away and continue to be an eyesore in front of her grandmother, grandmother’s hands are itchy and want to hit someone."

  Han Ting heard that Jiang Mianmian wanted to beat herself, so she was naturally angry. She was about to reply, but was stopped by Chi Yu: “Well, you don’t grow up like you, you can also quarrel with two little kids.”

  Han Ting shut up, not daring to speak again.

  Gong Xiaoqi looked at Chi Yu's gentle and spoilt appearance towards the enchanting woman in his arms.

  I feel strange for a while...

  ……

   Back home in the evening, Mianmian first went to the bathroom to wash herself.

  Han Ting’s woman has a cheap mouth, but every word she says hits Mian Mian’s sensitive point.

  Why marry her?

  Yes, why did Zhan Muqian marry her?

  She doesn’t want to wait anymore, there are still ten days to come.

  But she didn’t want to wait any longer!

  Zhan Mu Qian opened the door and entered the time.

  The picture of entering the goal is so spicy--

   Jiang Mianmian sat on the big bed, wearing his shirt, light gray, silk texture.

  The shirt is big and empty, and the scenery on the chest is unobstructed, ready to show.

  She is not wearing underwear.

  Mianmian’s fine white fingers hooked her hair, and slowly got up from the big bed: "Uncle, are you hungry?"

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