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

  Zhan Qi You said with a serious expression on his face: "Mianmian, now this incident has not alarmed the elders of the Zhan family, you might as well draw a clear line with my second uncle as soon as possible."

   Jiang Mianmian squinted at him.

  Zhan Qi You's look of concern and worry reminded her of once... This big boy was chasing after her with a central heater, and he made her feel that this was the most considerate person in the world.

  But one night, Jiang Mianmian passed by Jiang Li’s bedroom and heard the sound of intense **** between men and women.

  In the early morning of the next day, she watched Zhan Qiyou appear on the dining table in the presidential palace with her mouth stunned. She gently embraced Jiang Li and announced their love relationship in a high-profile manner.

   Thinking of this, the corners of her lips twitched slightly, and her white fingers poke Zhan Qiyou's shoulders once.

"Master Zhan, I don’t know where you are emboldened to interfere with my marriage with your second uncle, but... if you are willing to dump Jiang Li, and let the whole world know that you dumped Jiang Li, the first lady in Jincheng. , Then maybe I will be in the mood to consider your suggestion."

  Zhan Qi You's face suddenly changed, "Mianmian, Jiang Li is a good girl, I don't understand why you are so hostile to her..."

  Jiang Mianmian had already walked back to the classroom, and suddenly turned around and smiled, "Take care of your eldest nephew, second aunt is optimistic about you~"

  ……

  After school, the driver sent by Zhan Muqian picked Jiang Mianmian back to the mansion villa.

  The big villa was empty, and Zhan Muqian had no intention of coming back.

  Jiang Mianmian thought in his heart that the uncle of the chief takes care of everything every day, and I am afraid that he won’t be back in ten and a half months...

  While she was considering where to go tonight, Gong Qiao called in time.

  ……

  Eight o'clock in the evening.

  Gong Qiao led a crowd of friends, friends and foxes, into the mysterious and low-key private villa of the war leader.

   Jiang Mianmian’s gang of hair girls are all boiling.

   "Sister Mian, no, you are actually married? WTF?! Why can't you think about it so suddenly?"

  Jiang Mianmian leaned on the sofa and spread out his hands smartly: “No way, I fell asleep on a whim, and my uncle is so conservative that I was held accountable to him.”

Gong Qiao laughed: "Sister Mian, I really took it. You have conquered the powerful Zhan Mu Qianzhan with three pills. From now on, this uncle will protect you. The little mom in the presidential palace dare not trouble you anymore. ."

  Gong Xiaoqi was a little worried. She lowered her voice and asked, "You really slept the war chief for a long time? Why did you sleep? Doesn't he resist?"

   Jiang Mianmian patted the face of her little girlfriend. She is not interested in this kind of colorful topic.

  ……

  A high-ranking cadre's children of the same age have tossed up the ascetic and tidy private house.

  At one o'clock in the morning, a door opened suddenly in the hallway.

  Drunk and almost unconscious, Jiang Mianmian leaned on the shoulders of his good buddies to support the card game.

   The deafening magic sound stopped abruptly.

  Boys and girls sent their attention to the war chief one after another.

  Zhan Muqian was dressed in a special-grade officer uniform, expressionless, but his aura was like a real emperor.

  He never spoke, but with a gloomy and deep look, the darings of the little rascals were all frightened back to their wombs in an instant.

  "War, war chief...you, you are back!"

   "Good evening, Uncle Zhan!"

   "We, we withdrew first..."

  In just a few seconds, Jiang Mianmian hadn't straightened up from the sofa, and all the hairy boys fled.

  She scratched her hair, squinted her eyes at the tall and stalwart uncle uncle in front of her and smiled charmingly, "War, Uncle Zhan..."

  Little wild cat's heavy smell of smoke and alcohol made him frown fiercely.

   "Jiang Mianmian, I'll give you three seconds. Stand up, lean against the wall, face the wall, and then go upstairs to see me when you wake up!"