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

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  Mianmian raised her eyes to look at the man’s unfathomable cold face, rarely reacting sharply, and slammed away from him——

  Unexpectedly, using too much force, the whole body rolled out of the bed, but fortunately, she hurriedly stood firm with her hands on the ground.

  The man on the big bed squinted his eyes slightly, watching her in his spare time, as if she was a little wild cat that couldn't escape the palm of her hand no matter how much she jumped.

The girl folded her arms, pretending to be calm, her smart eyes rolled thoughtfully, and asked in general: "Two hundred times? Did I ask you to do it two hundred times, and you will definitely keep your promise. Am I peacefully divorced?"

  Master Chief raised his eyelids, "Naturally."

  "Um...I don't think I'm too disadvantaged by this calculation..." Mianmian muttered thoughtfully, but slowly stepped back under her feet.

   Taking advantage of Zhan Muqian's defenselessness, she grabbed the door and rushed downstairs while laughing and cursing: "Enter me two hundred times? Uncle rogue, are you really afraid of flashing your old waist?!"

  She stepped on the stiletto heels and dashed down the stairs, and she saw victory in sight, and Zhan Muqian had just walked down the stairs.

The triumphant little vixen couldn't help but sneered.

  In the next moment, he stepped on the air. It was really joy and sorrow, and he fell down the last few steps severely——

   Out of self-defense instinct, the little woman curled up into a ball and protected her head. She fell so that her arm hurts. When she tried to stand up, she realized that her arm was OK, but she couldn't stand up.

  ……

  Zhan Mu Qian originally watched her desperately running away with cold eyes, but he didn’t expect that she would stumble--

  His face changed suddenly and he rushed downstairs, squatting down and trying to pick her up.

  The little vixen with a provocative face just now stared criedly, "Don’t, don’t touch me, it hurts..."

  Zhan Mu Qian was startled, and saw Mianmian’s white little finger pointing to his right foot.

   "My leg can't move, it's probably broken. I blame you, uncle, my leg broke. Do you have to pay for it..."

  The small face with big palms was wrinkled, and the eyes were full of pain.

  Only Ginger Mianmian can open her mouth when the pain is like this.

Chief Zhan stared at her gradually swollen ankles, reached out and took off the high heels from her feet, and threw them aside.

  He didn't say a word, but picked her up from the ground in silence, not forgetting to tell the servant to inform the doctor.

  Mianmian's right foot was tingling with pain, but she was surprised by the sudden silence of Zhan Muqian.

  She was beaten and hugged upstairs by him, and couldn't help but quietly look at his profile.

  This face is exquisite like a sculpture, but the complexion is not good, and the eyes are hidden and turbulent.

  Until he was put on the chaise bed carefully by the man.

  Mianmian condensed his eyes, affirming that he was just right.

  He seems to be nervous...

  Because she broke down, it’s hard to explain to the president.

  So he looks more nervous and solemn than herself?

  ……

  Zhan Muqian's personal doctor rushed over and prescribed medicine for the examination.

  "It’s okay, but it’s just a sprained ankle. I can’t walk for the past two days. I have three hot compresses in the morning, midnight and evening, and some anti-inflammatory drugs. It’ll be fine within three days.

  Mianmian knows that her foot is also broken, and she can't run away no matter what, she is a waste person, so she leaned comfortably on the chaise bed, squinting her eyes.

The doctor smiled and said: "Little girls at this age love to be beautiful, but they can't wear shoes that are so high. They are too dangerous. Fortunately, they are only slightly sprained. In the future, try to wear them as little as possible. Girls are still growing up until they are 23 years old. Tall."

  The rebellious girl raised her eyebrows disapprovingly.

  Only listened to the Lord Chief who was on the sidelines and said: "Throw it all at me. Are these stilts human-worthy? Let me see it again in the future, believe it or not, I will break your leg!"