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

  Zhan Mu Qian's face was cold.

  He suddenly moved his hands down and pinched her slender neck.

  Gradually exert force——

   "I think you are tired of living, it is better for me to see you by myself."

  Cotton can no longer breathe for an instant, and the feeling of being choked by the throat is quite irritating——

  She still kept her eyes open, subconsciously looking at Zhan Muqian's face.

  He looks really angry, so angry that he has a handsome face, but the man’s eyes seem to show a little bit of grievance.

  Mianmian couldn't help but feel so strange in her heart. Isn't it possible that she didn't want to give birth to him? It turned out to be something that made him feel wronged.

  The psychology of this man is really strange...

  Mianmian gradually couldn't open his eyes again.

  Because of being pinched and unable to breathe, it will gradually lose the strength of the whole body.

  She suddenly felt extremely tired.

  She slowly closed her eyes.

  Zhan Mu Qian is not like joking...

  I'm afraid I really want to send her on the road personally.

  Mian Mian still has many things in her heart.

  There are several people who make her feel uneasy...

  But when she couldn't breathe, she suddenly felt relaxed.

  If it can die like this, it seems pretty good.

  Mianmian’s eyes gleamed with white light, and she felt that this scene was extremely strange.

  Zhan Mu Qian let go fiercely.

  She turned her face instinctively and coughed violently.

  …………

  The atmosphere in the bedroom condensed to freezing point for a while.

  Zhan Mu Qian's thin lips pressed tightly, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence, "Jiang Mianmian, do you want to die?"

  Mianmian’s white face was flushed red at this time, she almost thought that she was going to come back.

  Unexpectedly, he suddenly let go.

  She frowned and did not answer him.

  He only listened to him sarcastically, "I tell you, there is no such cheap thing, Jiang Xun will not die for a while, and you should not die so easily."

  He pinched the cotton quilt for too long, maybe it hurt his throat.

   Her voice was harsh and fragile, "What the **** did Jiang Xun do to offend you?"

  Zhan Mu Qian had a gloomy face, as if he didn't intend to answer.

  She really wants to know.

  Except for power struggles.

  What did Jiang Xun still owe him, so that he fell here.

  She casually grabbed Zhan Muqian's hand and asked seriously, "Why, there must be a reason, right?"

  The man was expressionless, and coldly threw her hand away, "You don't deserve to know."

  …………

  Everyone at the presidential palace was trembling.

  Everyone knows that Miss Jiang quarreled with your Excellency.

  And it seems that something very serious has happened.

  Some people say that Miss Jiang beat your child...

  Some people say that Miss Jiang stole someone outside...

  Some people saw Miss Jiang being beaten by your Excellency...

  Someone also saw you being beaten by Miss Jiang...

  Your Excellency was furious, everyone is in danger.

  ……

  Your Excellency entered the study room after coming out of the bedroom, the study room door was closed tightly, no one dared to go in.

  Even the high chief has a few things in his hands that need to be dealt with urgently, but he dare not send it in tonight.

  No one dares to find death at this time...

   2 o'clock late at night.

  Everyone has a rest.

   Jiang Ranran knocked on the door of the study.

  She is wearing a pink suspender nightdress with a short skirt, which looks very similar to someone’s favorite nightdress.

   Holding a pot of sober tea, she walked to the drunk man.

   Jiao Didi's voice said, "Your Excellency, I have made a sober tea for you. Have a drink, otherwise I am afraid I will have a headache tomorrow."