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

  Cheng Tao’s untimely reaction——

  She bit her lip, grabbed the man's hand and stared at Patek Philippe on his wrist.

   "Here, it's only more than half an hour."

  Her eyebrows are already agile, and she has a pair of stunning peach eyes.

  At the time of this crisis, she dared to deliberately provoke.

  Shen Rongchen patted her hands freely and patted her white and delicate face, her mute voice stained...

   "Why, I think the time is too short?"

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The vixen's body softened a little, and he muttered: "Head Shen, be careful. I have such a dress on my body. If it is accidentally torn or soiled, I'm afraid I won't be able to find it for a while. What about the replacement..."

  The corner of Shen Rongchen’s lips evokes an evil arc.

   "Although the nickname "Juicy Peach" is a little cheesy, it is extremely appropriate. It is just for you..."

  She blushed slightly, deliberately making a shy look.

  Men usually like women to be extremely shy beforehand...

  Although everyone knows she can do her best, Shen Rongchen spoils her.

  She is willing to act, he is willing to believe.

  She didn't have time to react in the next instant, and Shen Rongchen pulled her even further.

  The bones of the hip screamed, and the pain made her scream.

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  She hooked him on purpose.

  Thinking that time is too late, only thirty-five minutes is enough for what to do, it is...too late.

  And the head of Shen has always been serious and serious outside, almost holy.

  She didn't expect him to be so presumptuous tonight.

   Knowing that there is not enough time, he still acts recklessly.

  Cheng Taozhi's bones are almost broken.

  She endured the pain of broken throat, and barely grabbed his arm and looked at the time.

  Twenty-five minutes have passed, and there are ten minutes left.

  She called him sadly: "Rong Chen, it's too late..."

  Shen Rongchen’s eyes are all red, “If it’s too late, it’s too late. What are you afraid of.”

She was sweating anxiously: "No, this place is very small. There are only a few bedrooms upstairs. The auction will start soon. Everyone is waiting for you to come forward. We never go downstairs or leave the table. A three-year-old child can guess. When Chief Shen hides upstairs and seeks pleasure with his new favorite..."

  Shen Rongchen knew that she was sensible and general, but he didn't mean to give up.

Cheng Taozhi begged him for a while, but it was useless.

  She had no other way, bit her lip, and used her assassin: "Rong Chen, you stop, I..."

  The man's eyes light up slightly.

   Cheng Taozhi felt that there was a play, so Wu Nong called to him softly, choosing what the man liked.

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  Only two minutes before the start of the auction.

  Shen Rongchen sat on the edge of the bed gracefully.

  The suit on him is meticulous.

  Cheng Taozhi curled up at his feet...

  The calf was trembling badly.

  【Four more complete. Do you... like Chief Shen? 】

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