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

  Miaoyu looked at his meaningful gaze, and soon laughed intently.

  She squinted her eyes, her little hand slid from his chest to his waist, and then gradually moved downward...

  She has always been very courageous, and Zhan Muqian's two sentences *** not only won't make her frighten away, but on the contrary, she has become more aggressive.

  She grabbed the man's belt, although she didn't understand it, she didn't.

  But she looked calm and composed like she was helping him untie his belt all day...

  She squinted her eyes and smiled like a blossoming peach blossom.

  The small mouth opened and closed, "Second Uncle, what you said...but is this the matter?"

  In the dim light inside the car, the man's apple jelly knots rolled silently.

  He backhanded Miaoyu’s messy little paws, chuckled and stopped, “Don’t be so excited, the driver is still in front, if you want to... go back to the room and continue, you will be there soon.”

  Miaoyu didn’t know what was thinking of her mind, she got hot cheeks for some reason, then swallowed a few times uncontrollably, and then smiled and said: “Okay, if the second uncle is shy, let’s go back to the house and close the door and continue?

  Zhan Mu Qian was counter-motivated by this fairy, but he was not at all annoyed.

  Everything is proceeding smoothly according to his plan, and of course he has nothing to be upset about.

  Miaoyu is more active and enthusiastic than he expected...

  …………

  The car quickly drove into the gate of the Presidential Palace.

  Miaoyu was hugged by Zhan Muqian and got out of the car.

  It was not that he was impatient, but that Miaoyu had no intention of getting off him after the car stopped.

  As usual, she spread her legs across his thigh domineeringly, and circled his neck like a koala.

  Zhan Mu Qian only waited for two seconds, and she couldn't get down.

  He simply lifted her small buttocks, hugged the person out of the car, and strode into the house upstairs.

  Zhan Muqian’s master bedroom is on the fourth floor, and he usually finds it troublesome to walk up the stairs without taking the elevator.

  Today, I turned my **** somehow and got into the elevator.

  Miaoyu hung in his arms like a koala, his cheeks getting hotter and hotter.

  Zhan Mu Qian looked at her suspiciously, "Miaomiao, why is your face so red?"

  Miaoyu bit her lip, she would never tell Zhan Muqian what she was thinking.

  She couldn’t help thinking about how she and her second uncle did that last time when she was in the car just now...

   But that memory really seemed to disappear out of thin air, she did not leave any fragments.

  So she remembered the vacuum action film for men and women that she accidentally watched not long ago...

  The fierce movement, the fiery atmosphere, the variety of body and position...

  When she thought that she and her second uncle had done something like that, she was so ashamed that she couldn't even speak.

  It happened that she...especially wanted to relive with him.

   Such an interesting thing... how could she forget it?

  If you can forget even this kind of thing, wouldn’t life be boring.

  The confined space in the elevator makes the atmosphere more and more ambiguous.

  Miaoyu suddenly stuck out his tongue, the soft tip of his tongue pressed against the man's apple, and then boldly bit him.

  Zhan Muqian's breathing became obviously heavy, and he pinched her severely with his big hand.

  Miaoyu screamed in pain and complained: "Second uncle bullies people!"

  The elevator door opened in response, and he walked out of the elevator holding her stride, and his subordinates pressed hard.

   "Prickly" with a crisp sound.

  Miaoyu gets a chill...

   After she realized what had happened, she exclaimed: "Zhan Muqian, you..."

  【One more. 】