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

  The strength in his hand slowly increased: "Did you use this to think about it?"

  Miaoyu bit her lower lip, trembling slightly by the cold pen.

  She nodded.

  She was nervous and excited again.

  It is clear that I want to be more active, but I am uncomfortable because of my shyness.

  Zhan Muqian is aware of all her subtle reactions.

  The pen in his hand gradually moved downwards, and calmly opened the hem of the shirt on her thigh.

  She is wearing his shirt with a long hem.

  Like a little monkey wearing an adult’s clothes.

  Smart and playful.

  It should be a little monkey spirit...

  The pen sank quietly.

  The cold touch is gradually warmed by her body.

  It’s not that ice anymore, but her body is getting softer...

  Zhan Muqian's strength is very well controlled.

  Neither will hurt her skin.

   used a force to put pressure on her, making her more nervous and anxious.

  Miaoyu’s face was red and almost bleeding.

  He quietly lifted the hem of the shirt higher and higher.

  The pen is also sliding back and forth on her delicate skin...

   "Where does Miao Miao use to miss me, is it here?"

  The pen in his hand became more and more wicked.

  Miaoyu's cheeks were red and collapsed.

  She only thinks that Zhan Muqian has to do something very big...

  Especially he will soon discover...

  Sure enough.

  The next moment.

  Zhan Muqian lifted her shirt to the waist.

  It turned out to be the girl’s body that was born in white...

  He smiled deeper.

  The tone is playful and authentic: "It turns out that Miao Miao is so impatient, not only is she not wearing the top, but also the bottom..."

  Miaoyu doesn't like to be bound by the breast-clothes at home.

   It's no accident to see that she didn't wear him.

  Unexpectedly, she was so bold.

   even...

  Miaoyu still remembers how fast her heartbeat was when she took off the extra fabric in front of the mirror just now.

  She is already thumping.

  ……

  Zhan Muqian's eyes were stained with blazing colors.

   With a big hand resting on her waist, the temperature is getting hotter and hotter.

  Miaoyu was very nervous by the temperature of his palm.

   Blushing.

  And the pen is sliding between her thighs.

   makes her suspect that Zhan Muqian will always...

  …………

  However, just when she was moved.

  The man put his pen on the table at will.

   Then, holding her soft buttocks, she hugged the person high, and walked steadily to the outside of the study.

  Miaoyu blushed terribly.

  The study is still some distance from the master bedroom.

  She couldn't help lying on his shoulder, biting the flesh of his shoulder with her mouth open.

   While biting, he muttered vaguely: "Second Uncle, you are necrotic. Poke me with such a cold pen. I was scared to death. I thought you were going to use that pen..."

  Zhan Mu Qian stagnated, and she almost made a laugh.

  80% of such bold words are only Jiang Miaoyu dared to say.

  He patted her bare luo's buttocks, forcefully and slightly disciplined.

  "You are so young that you can’t stop your mouth and don’t know how embarrassed you are? You want to be beautiful, I think you are starving, how could I... get sick, don’t understand, you are not allowed to go crazy!

  He knows that Miaoyu is one inside and outside.

  She doesn't just look bold.

  Playing in bed is also very courageous.

  She is still young, and she doesn’t even understand a lot of common sense, so he has to take good care of it so that nothing will happen.

  Miaoyu only thought that he was ridiculed by him.

  She took a few more bites on his shoulder.

   Then he said angrily: "Bad guy, second uncle is so bad!"