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

  Yanqing is just a retelling of Zhan Muqian's words.

  It does not include his look and tone.

  In fact...

  Your Excellency the President looked solemn at the time.

  His eyes are deep and stern.

   stared at Yan Qing, expressing meaningfully: "Miao Miao is still young, not even an adult, but you are already an adult. What should be done and what should not be done, I hope you can do it for yourself."

  Yanqing said yes with trepidation.

  Miaoyu is indeed still small...

  He didn't plan to do anything messy.

  …………

  Miaoyu couldn't help laughing after hearing what he said.

She patted Yanqing on the shoulder and said with a grin: "Don't pay attention to him. Although my second uncle is still young, he is inherently old-fashioned and an old antique. I know he can't say anything good, just ignore him. "

  It was only after eight o'clock after having dinner.

  Yanqing already wanted to send her home.

  Miaoyu made a fuss and refused to return.

  So the two went shopping casually again.

  After nine o'clock, Yan Qing became a little nervous.

  He touched Miaoyu’s head, and coaxed warmly: "I promise your second uncle to take good care of you. I must take you home before ten o'clock in the evening. Now it's almost time. Let me take you back."

  Miaoyu is used to playing around in the middle of the night.

  I feel a little uncomfortable at this time.

  She tugged at Yan Qing’s cuffs, “But we haven’t seen each other for many days, and it’s still early. Why do you listen to my second uncle so much? What ecstasy did he give you?”

  Yan Qing said helplessly and softly: "Your second uncle is right. It is not good for a girl to go home too late... Besides, we need your second uncle's consent to see each other every day. Are we here for a long time?"

  Miaoyu thought of this and felt that Yan Qing made a lot of sense.

  Long side to Japan...

  For now, let's play as a good boy and make my second uncle satisfied.

  …………

  When Miaoyu returned to the Presidential Palace, the hall was quiet.

  She went around and found Aunt Qiao.

  Aunt Qiao was startled by her sudden movement from behind.

   stroked her chest and smiled: "Miss looks in a good mood, she has time for scary fun."

  Miaoyu stuck out her tongue, "Isn't it on purpose... By the way, Aunt Qiao, where is my second uncle? Will my second uncle work overtime tonight?

  Aunt Qiao said: "Your Excellency has come back. I went upstairs after dinner. I should be in the study room now."

  Miaoyu rolled her eyes and looked like she was about to make a bad idea...

  Aunt Qiao asked anxiously: "Miss, what are you doing?"

  "Aunt Qiao, is there a coffee pot in the kitchen? I want to make a pot of coffee."

Aunt Qiao was even more confused. "There must be a coffee maker, but...but it's not too early at this time. Miss, don't drink coffee at night. Rest early. You always stay up late. It's very good for your health. not good."

  Miaoyu thought for a while, "Why don't I make a pot of scented tea, Aunt Qiao, can you help me?"

  Aunt Qiao looked at her with the monster's eyes, and she wondered what kind of weird abacus she was playing again.

  …………

ten minutes later.

  Miaoyu, with the assistance of Aunt Qiao, soaked a pot of Roselle tea with an amazing fragrance, and carefully went upstairs holding the tray.

  She stands in front of the large study room.

   Without knocking on the door empty-handed, he said softly: "Second Uncle, I have no hands, open the door for me?"

  Zhan Mu Qian raised his head from his official duties and sighed as if there was nothing.

   reached out and picked up the remote control to help her open the door.

  Miaoyu walked forward with the tray, and put the teapot and cup neatly on the table of Zhan Muqian.