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

   "Why, isn't Mr. President's dream awake yet?"

  Zhan Mu Qian's eyes were deep, staring at her without any intention of letting go.

Mianmian was not nervous at all, staring at him with a smile, and said unhurriedly, "I won't go back to the presidential palace with you, never. You asked the Chief High to send a message, presumably he should Tell you my attitude too, even if I get to a desperate situation, I won’t return to you, Zhan Muqian... We are completely over, I hate you so much, I would rather die, I will not look back either."

  Mr. President's face seemed to be a little bit awkward.

  But he pursed his lips and didn't make a sound for the time being. Instead, he lowered his head and carefully cleaned her up.

  Mianmian has been honest with him so many times...

  Gradually, I feel that I don’t have any self-esteem anymore.

  Zhan Muqian scolded her and it was not entirely wrong.

  She has already fallen into this field now, and it makes no difference to whom she sells.

  It's just that she didn't expect that the business that had been negotiated, Hua Shao and the others dare to cheat her.

  I don't know what food was added, but after she stepped down, she became hot all over, which was obviously the effect of taking the aphrodisiac.

  If it weren’t for Zhan Muqian...

  She doesn’t know which man in the audience she’ll spend the night with.

  Mianmian slowly closed his eyes.

  She is really a little desperate, and I don’t know how long it will last.

  She doesn’t know how long she can last...

  Can you last until Jiang Xun wakes up...

  Jiang Hoon, can you wake up...

  Her tomorrow is gloomy, she can't see the way forward, she is full of confusion.

  ……

  Zhan Muqian hugged her out of the bathtub and wrapped her in a large bath towel.

  Mianmian is so tired, she doesn't know when she lost consciousness and fell asleep.

   slept in a daze, feeling that the man holding her sometimes wiped her hair, sometimes helped her put on her clothes, and sometimes opened a hair dryer to help her dry her wet hair.

  In short, he kept moving and didn't play anymore, and she couldn't sleep well either.

  Can fall asleep even if it is not stable.

  She is so tired...

  I’m so tired that I don’t even want to move my fingers.

  ……

  At dawn, Mianmian only slept for two hours, so she didn't mean to wake up at all.

  Zhan Muqian's arm was pressed by her as a pillow, and he stayed still.

  High Chief rushed in several times.

  "Your Excellency, the cabinet meeting at ten o'clock this morning, you have just taken office, and the people below are criticizing. It is best not to be absent for no reason."

   "Your Excellency, it's nine o'clock now..."

"Your Mightiness……"

  In the end, Zhan Muqian directly pinched Gao Chief's phone number.

  Gao Chief froze at the phone, how can this be good?

  ……

  Zhan Mu Qian lowered his eyes, and his eyes were Jiang Mianmian's side face sleeping peacefully.

  She was really good when she fell asleep.

  Like a teenage girl, ignorant and harmless.

  But he still can't forget that she wore the way she was yesterday. The front of the skirt was exposed, and the skirt was so short that it could barely show her butt...

   Even more terrifying, she stood under the spotlight, and was publicly bidding for auction by men who held a lot of money but were full of lust.

  Not only is she not nervous at all, she also smiles like a lively fairy, holding wheat in her hand, and chatting and laughing with those old and immortal harlots in the audience.

  This little thing turned over and stretched out comfortably, kicked his legs recklessly, revealing white thighs and most of the exposed buttocks...