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

  Yan Sheng was in the study and waited on duty at first.

  Miaoyu is a child brought up by Zhan Muqian himself, so it is not surprising that she is especially concerned about her.

  Yan Sheng didn't want to think about it, only that he should be back soon.

  She waited.

  But half an hour has passed.

  Zhan Mu Qian has no signs of coming back.

  The servant who waited on her side to fill her with tea could see that she was getting anxious.

He explained cautiously: "Miss Yan, Miss Miaoyu is weak and often sees the doctor, so if the lady has a headache, you will be extremely nervous. Miss Miaoyu has a stomachache at this moment. I must wait for her to get better. I will be back to accompany you soon."

  Yan Sheng's anxious mood did not improve because of the servant's few explanations.

   But getting more and more upset...

  After waiting longer and longer.

  Yan Sheng got up and walked out.

   His tone was as calm and authentic as possible: "Sorry, I have something to leave first. Could you please tell me when your Excellency is finished."

  The servant chased up with a little panic: "This...Is it not good? Ms. Yan, would you like me to talk to your Excellency now?"

  Everyone knows that Ms. Yan Sheng came to the Presidential Palace as a girlfriend...at least as a prospective girlfriend.

  If she becomes a mistress in two days, naturally no one can offend her.

  So the servant is very afraid of accidentally offending Yan Sheng.

  But at the same time, I am also contradictory...

  Whether Yan Sheng will eventually become the President's wife is still unknown.

  Miss Ke Miaoyu is your favorite. This is a fact that cannot be changed at all.

  Both sides can’t afford to offend...

  It’s hard to be a man, and it’s even harder to be a servant of the Presidential Palace.

  Yan Sheng finally left.

  And your Excellency did not leave Miss Miaoyu’s boudoir all night.

  …………

  Miaoyu fell asleep soon.

  She woke up at two in the morning, which was not too late.

  Zhan Muqian is holding the computer beside her to work.

  Miaoyu rubbed her eyes, then sat up straight on the bed.

  Zhan Muqian was shocked by her, and immediately reached out and touched her forehead, touching a thin layer of cold sweat on her forehead.

   His tone is concerned: "Why do you wake up? Still uncomfortable? Should you call a doctor?"

  The girl was facing the front face without looking at him at all.

  The body was also sitting upright, and there was no response for a while.

  Zhan Muqian wondered if she was sleepwalking, so he reached out and turned on the light.

   Then stared at her pale little face.

   "Miao Miao...Where are you uncomfortable?"

  His voice is very low, for fear that too loud will scare her.

  But she still did not respond.

  It hasn’t been for a long time.

   Just when Zhan Muqian became more anxious.

  She suddenly turned her face and glanced at him lightly.

  Zhan Muqian understood what was going on with her in an instant.

  He tugged in his heart.

  It hurts again.

  Itches again.

   and hemp.

  He waited for this moment almost every day.

   But almost all the time, I am not afraid that this situation will happen suddenly.

  He was not ready after all.

  His face also turned pale...

   slowly opened his mouth, "Mianmian, it's you, right?"

   Jiang Mianmian glanced at him coldly and twitched the corners of his lips.

  Her extreme indifference is like a sharp blade piercing his heart.

  Zhan Mu Qian almost embraced her with trembling arms.

  "Cotton...Cotton...Will you talk to me?"

  【Two updates today. Don’t be surprised if I don’t update it in time tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Who will let me go to class all day and don’t have time to save the manuscript? I will make up for it after the annual meeting on the 21st! ! Good night, fuck~]

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