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

The old fox surnamed Zhan squinted his eyes and smiled more and more interested.

  Jiang Mianmian was just a pinch, and pinched it on his lower abdomen.

  To be more precise, it happened to be pinched below the man’s waistline——

  The meat hurts and twitches gently. The taste is sour and refreshing.

  Her little paw is really good at choosing a place, choosing it above his seven inches.

  Zhan Muqian gave her a kiss, with a bit of wickedness on her face, but she didn't look very sincere.

   "Don't worry, for so many years... isn't you the only one?"

  Mianmian rolled his eyes, not very convinced.

Although it is rumored that the chief executive is not close to the female, but this kind of thing, the ghost knows... Besides, there is another saying that he knows and loves each other, but because of the changes in the world, the years are wasted...for various reasons, he failed to cultivate a true fruit. Ruan Qingtong.

  Girl Mian thought angrily, while irritating herself to abandon herself in her heart.

  What's up with her? She had only met this uncle for a few days, and she didn't bother to care about his history!

  ……

  The underground prison of the military region.

  At first, when I heard that Lord Chief was going to bring his little wife to kiss him, the Chief High wanted to make some preparations in advance.

  One is Cheng Jiaming who was seriously injured and his condition was a bit miserable, and his whole mental state was in a very manic situation, even the doctor's several injections of tranquilizers were not very effective.

  Ghost knew how he would react once he saw Mrs. Zhan Xiao.

  There is also...the location of the underground prison of the military region is cold and humid, not for the identity of the chief daughter. In addition, this is a place of military secrets. There are many torture chambers and instruments of torture that are unique to interrogating military felons, which seem scary.

  Although the wife of the chief did not seem to be...a mortal, if the chief’s palm was frightened, the senior adjutant felt that he could not afford it.

  ……

  Mianmian met the bloodless Cheng Jiaming on the hospital bed of the military region hospital.

  Although he was covered with a quilt and had a blue nose and a swollen face, Mianmian could also guess in his heart that Cheng Jiaming suffered more than just this skin trauma.

  Zhan Mu Qian's so-called bleeding...

  She knows very well that her chief uncle is not a good man and believer.

   Cheng Jiaming was given anesthetics, which was so painful that he was sleepy.

  Mianmian stood in front of the war chief, crossed her waist, and said in a soft voice in doubt: "The environment is pretty good. The treatment of the Cheng family's lunch box is not bad."

  The charming voice of this woman was the voice of the devil to the man on the hospital bed, and she woke up from her dream in an instant.

Cheng Jiaming's originally clean face was blue and purple, and his eyes were scarlet. He hated poison and stared at Jiang Mianmian with tingling eyes: "Smelly watch, I didn't touch you even when I touched it. ...... A vixen with a stubborn face, sooner or later thousands of people will overtake 10,000 people!"

   There was no wave on her white face: "Oh, it's my fault to co-author? Those girls who were fooled by you and even turned around... are they all foxes?"

She sneered, "I'm sorry, Young Master Cheng is now in the hands of a fox, and I was clamoring for me yesterday... I'm thinking about whether to let you enjoy it. You really like women, don't you? Why don't I let a few men take turns to try on you?"

  Mianmian had already defended against those foul language, but the man behind her frowned again and again.

  Lord Chief could not hold his breath after all, and instead ordered: "High Adjutant, don't seal the prisoner's mouth yet."