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

  Zhan Mu Qian said quietly, "I didn't lose my temper, I was just thinking, what should I do."

   "If you really want to leave me one day, I will definitely not be able to stand it. Just thinking about it, I can't stand it anymore."

  Mianmian was a bit stunned, before opening her mouth for a while, and slowly said, "I didn't say...I want to leave you."

  Zhan Muqian simply wrote all the frustration on his face.

"But your attitude, tone, look in your eyes make me feel that you don't want to lie to me, or that you don't believe that we will be together forever. As long as you think you might really leave me, I feel that I can't stand it. "

  Mianmian looked at him stubbornly.

  The mood is also a bit complicated.

  She actually never thought about leaving him or anything.

  She is just very confused about the future.

  She thought for a while, her attitude was still serious.

  She reached out and took Zhan Muqian's big hand, stuffed his hand into the quilt, and covered her warm little belly.

   "Since I plan to give birth to the baby, I have no plan to leave. You always say that I think about it, but I think you think more than I do."

  This big man, lying on the bed, occupied most of the bed.

   His eyes looked pitiful.

  Even like a wounded cat.

  He said meaningfully, "When there is no baby, you will leave me alone and wait for the baby to be born. If you still want to go, then you leave me with the baby, right?"

  Mianmian frowned, feeling bad in hindsight.

  She frowned and poked his forehead with her hand.

   "Are you acting like a baby at me, your President?!"

  Zhan Mu Qian looked innocent, and there was no insincere color in his eyes.

  Mianmian felt that his reaction tonight was too exaggerated.

  Obviously nothing happened yet, but he was fragile as if she would leave her husband and son away tomorrow.

  The old fox refused to admit it.

  Mianmian didn't bother to care about him, she pulled her hand back and threw his big hand out.

   "I don't care about you, whatever you think, this pregnant woman is going to sleep."

  She had just covered the quilt, but Zhan Muqian squeezed her little hand.

   turned sideways, her thin lips pressed against her ears.

  The hot and damp tongue touched her earlobe and slowly wrapped it...

   Mianmian shuddered all over, and wailed, "What are you doing again? Don't let people sleep anymore, you are abusing pregnant women..."

  The man bit her small and delicate earlobe, coaxing, "Baby, I want you..."

Mianmian tightened her body vigilantly, "No! Do you want to die? It's only two months, don't worry about it, no show!"

   Her decisive and brutal attitude made the man's eyes even more hurt.

  He squeezed her little hand, intensified, and coaxed, "Help me, just like I helped you just now..."

  Mianmian's mind immediately showed the image just now.

  Too shame...

  She gave him a backhand, "You dream, I don’t want it! What have you helped me? You are clearly bullying me."

  Zhan Muqian frowned, and asked pretendingly, "Really? I bully you? Don't you enjoy it..."

   "Nonsense, what do I enjoy, you are slander."

Between    pushing and shoving, the man has already leaned forward to block her lips.

   Kissed her and asked vaguely, "Did you taste your own taste? In my mouth, it's all the taste you enjoy, baby..."

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