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

  Mianmian curled his brows, his face looked ugly as if he had seen a ghost.

  Compared to shameless things, Zhan Muqian has always had no bottom line.

  Cotton neps are silent and no longer utter a sound.

  He sat back on the side of the bed again and held her with his arms wide open.

   hugged her tightly.

  'S eyes are also very deep.

   Concentrating on her ugly little face, as if she were a treasure.

  He said warmly, "Mianmian, you are so hostile to me, it hurts my heart very much."

  Mianmian's brows are furrowed, and his face is a little dark.

  She probably also endured to the extreme, and she twisted her body abruptly and flicked away his two arms.

Her face was blue, and she said word by word, full of bitterness, "Could you please stop taking advantage and still say this to disgust me? Sad? You used my hands, and in the end I broke your heart. , Your brain is okay?!"

  Mianmian doesn’t want to argue with him at all.

  She was not interested in provoke Zhan Muqian and irritated him.

  If it weren't for him to be too much, too much to the extreme, she might not pay attention to him at all.

  She was forced by him to say so bluntly.

  Zhan Muqian's expression in his pupils did seem to change a bit, but the change was only a flash, and he was soon suppressed and hidden.

  Mianmian stared at him coldly.

  He whispered, "You hurt me like this, and for yourself, you won't get any happiness."

  She laughed sarcastically, but turned aside her eyes and stopped looking at him.

  Happy?

  Happiness has nothing to do with her for a long time.

  For her, even living with dignity is a luxury.

  What else to talk about happiness.

  Zhan Muqian looked at her as if she didn't want to speak any more, then reached out and rubbed her hair, "You can sleep for a while. I'll go first, and I will see you in a few days."

  Mianmian closed her eyes with anger, and felt full of depressed heart and lungs.

  Although she has gradually learned to forbear, but she hasn’t practiced to the point of being calm.

  He will come again in a few days.

   And she couldn’t stop it at all.

  What does Zhan Muqian think of her now?

   Said she was dead.

   Secretly.

  But from time to time came to interfere with her peaceful life.

  It's like...the emperor visits the palace from time to time, and feels like a woman outside the palace.

  This slut... really regards himself as an emperor.

  She feels extremely sick.

  But after Zhan Muqian got up and walked out, she suddenly reacted to an extremely important thing.

   Her sharp voice yelled at him, "Give me medicine, Zhan Muqian, I must take medicine!"

  She was...was awake last night.

  She has a deep memory.

  Zhan Mu Qian did not take any measures at all last night.

  She miscarried only one and a half months.

  He was like a beast, ignoring her physical condition at all.

  Destroy her like this...

  ……

  The man's footsteps were a little stiff, and he whispered: "I will explain to Aunt Qiao."

  He went out and left.

  Mianmian lay on the bed, desperate and confused.

  But it didn't take long before he walked back.

  Hold two things in his hand.

  One vial is for emergency aftercare, and the other is for swelling ointment.

  Mianmian has seen that ointment more than once before.

  The moment she saw it, her cheeks became hot.

  Zhan Mu Qian stepped forward and gently lifted her quilt.

   then separated her two thin white legs.

  Mianmian kicked his legs and said angrily, "Let go, don't care about me."

  He didn't change his face and said, "I will leave after I give you the medicine. Be safe and don't move."

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