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

Mianmian was stiff, lying on the soft pillow, without saying a word, biting his lips.

  She said so much that Zhan Muqian was indifferent, so no matter how much she resisted, it would be a waste of energy.

  Mianmian closed her eyes, thinking that she would not cry anymore, but eventually soaked the pillow silently...

  ……

  She didn't know how long Zhan Muqian had been tossing.

  It was all torture for her anyway, I only felt that he was endless, endless...

  Tossing it may last for a century.

  ……

  After the man behind him completely calmed down, the curtains had shimmered a little, and the sky was bright.

  The petite girl hugged her knees and shrank on the head of the bed, her eyes were red and swollen.

  Her cheeks are pale, her lips are chapped, her pupils are dilated, and her eyes are dizzy.

  Zhan Muqian got up and entered the bathroom alone.

  I wanted to hug her together, but when he touched her arm, she slapped him with a vicious little eye.

  He gave up. After taking a shower, he stood in front of the mirror and looked at the scratches on his body, his lips slightly upward.

  This has tied her two small paws, and it is really amazing to be able to scratch him like this like a small wild cat.

  He took a clean towel, wrung it with hot water, and walked out of the bathroom slowly.

  He appeared in front of the bed again, in her sight.

  Mianmian was very impatient and closed his eyes in disgust.

  Zhan Muqian gently pushed her away, and wiped away the dirt between her thighs.

  ……

  She closed her eyes, her face tight.

  Zhan Mu Qian was astonished for a moment, suspecting that she seemed to really hate herself.

   But he thinks that he loves her enough...

   With the arrow on the string, he saw her crying so badly that he finally compromised with her.

  Thinking about it this way, she felt that this little woman was just **** off.

  He sits on the edge of the bed, gently embraces her shoulders, and kisses the tip of the girl’s nose.

Mianmian suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the man uncomfortably.

  The head chief was secretly unhappy, leaned over, and gave her a heavy kiss.

  Jiang Mianmian rolled his eyes and said with a gun and a stick: "Why, isn't it enough? Will the Chief Zhan be too hungry and thirsty, and indulge in excessive indulgence."

Chief Zhan frowned.

  The sky is just brighter.

  This little thing begged him weakly a few hours ago, too soft.

  At this moment, he has recovered his usual unforgiving appearance, like a fierce little female leopard.

  He hooked his lips and sneered: "My own wife, can't even kiss him?"

  Mianmian turned his face, avoiding him in disgust.

The chief was probably so angry that she pinched her waist and forced her to look at herself, "Jiang Mianmian, are you arguing with me? What is wrong? Did I force you? I didn't go in, it was enough for you. , Don’t make an inch!"

  This little **** is well-rounded.

  He took great pains to help her buy the coming-of-age ceremony.

  The grand stage is grand, and it can be called the adult ceremony of the century that has been seen in Jincheng in a century.

  It's good for her. In front of the celebrities in Jincheng, she took a half-old **** to him, and kept saying that the **** was her boyfriend. The two really love each other and want to divorce him!

  He was too used to her last night.

  It's rare to see her cry once. I haven't seen her shed a tear like a girl in such a long time.

   She was like her way, and once again softened, letting her go again.

  Unexpectedly, she would be ashamed and angry with him at dawn.

Mianmian rolled her white eyes and sneered coldly: "That's okay for me? Chief Zhan, why do you think of me as a wei device? Is it enough for me? The biggest difference between you and scum is that you are more scumbag than scum. !"