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

  Zhan Mu Qian looked at her and smiled.

  He raised his hand and messed up her hair, his tone showing a touch of doting.

   "It's okay, it's too crowded over there, you'll be waiting for me right here."

   Jiang Xi nodded and left with him.

  In fact, the more people there are in this place, the harder it is to be recognized.

  Because most people dream and never think that being a noble president, he would walk around in order to accompany a woman to such a place.

  Even if it looks like the President at a glance, it will not be considered as the deity of the President.

  Jiang Xi looked at him like a college boy in his early twenties, squeezing into the crowd, lining up to buy snacks for his girlfriend.

  She looked at him seriously lining up, and she felt a little wet in her heart somehow.

  There are some complicated feelings that shouldn’t be generated...

   was born under untimely circumstances.

  She had to shook her head to get those thoughts that shouldn’t be out of her mind.

  Looking at this long line, couldn't help but laugh again.

  Zhan Mu Qian’s possessiveness and male chauvinism cannot be changed to death.

  He would rather take the risk of being recognized by ordinary people than she would squeeze into the crowd.

  It's not because of the chaos here, there are men and women, and collisions are inevitable.

  How could his woman be squeezed around by passers-by.

  ……

  Although this line is long, it didn't last long.

  Skewers are fished out one after another from the hot pot, then blend the soup, add spicy and seasoning, it is very simple, no need to wait for the production process.

  So no matter how long the team is, it will soon have a share.

  The plastic bowl is a bit hot, but there are some temporary tables and chairs next to it, which are similar to food stalls, but they are all full of people, and there are many food leftovers of spicy chicken.

  Zhan Muqian remembered that Mianmian is a cleanliness addiction, so he didn't want to embarrass her, and took the initiative to help her hold the bowl with her hands and let her eat easily with chopsticks.

  All this is a novel experience for Jiang Xi. She ate happily, and her mouth was so spicy.

  A girl who is a bit exaggerated in beauty among ordinary people, but eats skewers on the side of the road.

  The picture feel is really a bit contrary.

  Zhan Mu Qian warmly discouraged: "Eat less, eat too much and can’t digest, so I shouldn’t be able to sleep at night."

  Jiang Xi's brain is too smart, and he spins too fast.

  Her mouth is faster than her brain, and she blurted out without thinking when she was happy to eat: “I ate up early after exercise at night. Do you know that every time I finish my stomach, I feel hungry, and it’s uncomfortable to sleep hungry!

  She almost bit her tongue after she said it.

   There are two suspicious blushes on her cheeks. She knows she has said something silly, but just say it. At this time, it doesn’t make sense to be shy.

  She simply smirked and continued to eat her skewers.

He froze for a moment, and then smiled helplessly: "It seems that you are ready to fight for N rounds tonight. I can't let my wife down. Let me do it seven or eight times tonight. "

  Jiang Xi was not convinced, so who wouldn't be able to speak.

  It’s so easy to talk about it, and she will say it too.

She spit out while eating the skewers: "Cut, you'd better take it easy. Seven or eight times, I am afraid that you will flash your old waist. At any rate, it is more than 30 people, and not a boy in his teens or 20s. , Tut..."

  She did not know enough about Zhan Muqian.

  After all, after she appeared, the two of them did not do it every day.

  She does not believe that a thirty-one-year-old man from a medical point of view can still do it seven times a night.

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