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

  He was so annoyed by the cotton quilt that the skin on his body was bitten by him and it hurt a little bit.

  Pregnant women are extremely sensitive in various parts of the body, how can they withstand his provocation...

  She was so angry that her tears were about to burst out, and Zhan Muqian stared at the bright halo in her eyes, and then he closed his mouth unhurriedly.

  The upper hem of the little woman’s pajamas has long been lifted to above the fierce part, exposing the white skin of her chest and waist.

  The man's slightly rough fingertips stroked her smooth lower abdomen.

  He reached out and pinched her little **** almost desperately.

His tone was full of annoyance, "You are really a little liar. You lied without blinking your eyes. I was so deceived by you. I was fooled for such a long time. You didn't have any surgery at all. Seeing your gauze on your lower abdomen, I didn’t doubt it at all, I totally believed it, Cotton, you really hurt me..."

   is clearly early morning when the sun is shining brightly.

  Mianmian listened to this man's voice, but felt that his state was as if he was drinking high in the middle of the night.

  At first, it was annoyed and resentful, but gradually... it sounded a little sad.

  He seems to be hurt.

  Mianmian felt speechless.

  I don’t know what he can hurt.

  It’s all she herself who suffers clearly...

  Partial Zhan Mu Qian hugged her, his deep eyes seemed to be hurt by her.

  Mianmian rolled her eyes in dissatisfaction, and said sarcastically, "How did I hurt you? Your Excellency is really funny. Whether I have ligated or not, it's my own body. I have a wool relationship with you. It's really annoying!"

  She gave him an angry push.

   Obviously used a lot of strength, but this man is as steady as a mountain, motionless, and can't push away at all.

  Zhan Mu Qian quickly eased his mind, and also covered his true sadness with a wicked smile.

  The tone has also become relaxed.

  He helped the cotton to arrange the pajamas, but he still refused to let her go, holding her firmly in his arms, his intimate attitude was just like the appearance of the two when they were newly married...

  His slender fingers teased the soft cotton chin.

   "Of course it hurts me. I thought you were really ligated. Not only can you not give birth to me, but you can't touch it. Do you know how much pain I endured..."

  Mianmian listened to him, his cheeks became hot.

  Neuropathy!

  Has he endured it?

  Ninja wool.

  Take her as a toy and use her thighs and...

  Forget it, she really didn't want to remember this disgusting perverted thing for a second.

Zhan Muqian kissed her on the face, "Get up for breakfast, and go for a checkup in a few days. I heard Aunt Qiao say that your appetite has improved these days. I touched... the waist seems to be thick. ."

  Mianmian suddenly burst into anger.

  She’s only been pregnant for one month, so if her waist is really thick, what's the matter? !

  Zhan Muqian looked at her fierce attitude towards her, but he was not displeased at all.

  On the contrary, he was satisfied.

  At least this kind of **** cotton.

  Emotions are still very rich.

  Like a person who really exists, instead of being dumb like a while ago, as if the soul had already died, leaving only a shell.

  ……

  Mianmian used half of breakfast, but the phone rang.

  She glanced at the screen, it was Gong Qiao.

   Gong Qiao rarely calls her so early in the morning, unless it is a special emergency.

  She picked it up without hesitation, only to learn that Qiqi was injured and went to the hospital...