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

  But never really asked her to do...

  Every time she leaned down in front of him, she would be picked up by him with love and pity.

   "Mianmian is good, don't make trouble..."

  Mianmian raised her eyes to look at Zhan Muqian's gloomy handsome face.

  I always feel that the days of loving him in the past seem to be right in front of my eyes.

  It seems to be yesterday.

  But she and Zhan Muqian knew it well.

  They will never go back.

  Zhan Muqian will never hold her again, coax her, love her sincerely, never again.

  Mianmian gingerly curled his shoulders.

  I just want to stay away from him, and further away.

  Zhan Muqian stretched out his arms and fished her into his arms.

  He held her, but his arms were cold.

  He curled his lips and smiled awkwardly-ambiguously and ironically.

   "Why, Mianmian, don't you want to do it?"

  Mianmian looked at him in fear, wondering what he would do to him.

  Her eyes are red like rabbits, so cute in his eyes.

  Her appearance has not changed, it is still the same as before, innocent and ignorant, but also charming and charming.

  She is a fairy...

  Zhan Muqian pinched her two wrists and leaned down to kiss her.

  Mianmian closed her eyes, her eyes wet and sad.

Sensing her obvious resistance, Zhan Muqian couldn't help but leaned on her cheeks and laughed, "Relax, how long have you been married? Why are you still nervous like a little ***? I dare not do it. Do you want me to teach you, eh?"

  The cotton quilt grabbed one hand and pressed it under him.

  There was a buzz in her head, and she could imagine what he was going to do on her own.

  "No, Zhan Muqian...I don't want..."

  He laughed more and more confused, and kissed her again and again.

  The breathing seemed to calm down a bit, and I couldn't feel how angry he was now.

  Mianmian only felt shy, so she cautiously avoided.

  Zhan Mu Qian suddenly pinched her two slender ankles and hung her two calves on his shoulders.

   then--

   Enter her deeply.

  Mianmian bit her lip and endured it in silence, clearly reluctant to scream.

  The man hit her maliciously, causing her already weak, shrill voice to become more and more fragmented...

  ……

  In the middle of the night, all the effects of the beverages Mianmian drank were gone.

  Zhan Mu Qian didn't seem to feel tired, and he didn't mean to stop at all.

  She couldn’t stand it anymore, so she whispered his name, “Zhan Muqian, enough, are you enough, I can’t stand it...”

  The man smiled faintly, his big warm hand supporting her soft waist, "Are you tired?"

  He hit the cotton quilt and sobbed, "Tired, painful, backache, and whole body pain. Will you spare me, Zhan Muqian, you stop..."

  He seems to have not done enough, more like a malicious act of punish her.

  He kept moving for a moment, smiling like a black-bellied old fox.

   "Hold it up and do it twice with me."

  Mianmian heard it twice more, and couldn't help but wailed.

  The two fights against Mu Qian, maybe it takes two hours...

   She bit her lip and said mournfully, "But I really can't stand it anymore, it will break..."

Zhan Muqian squeezed her calf and chuckled, "The person who spends 50 million to buy you for a night will not worry about whether you will be broken, bear with it, and scream out if you feel uncomfortable, just call it out... …"

  ……

  After a while.

  Mianmian has died several times.

  She lay on the pillow and cried, cursing:

  "Zhan Muqian, you beast, I won't sell it! I won't sell it!!"