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

  Facts have proved that her sixth sense is extremely accurate.

  ……

  Zhan Muqian dried her hair, hugged her and left the bathroom.

  He put the person on the big bed and went to the cloakroom to take out the nightdress prepared for her in the morning.

The color of    water blue, very matched her fair and delicate skin.

so gorgeous.

  This is an extremely beautiful color, but Jiang Xi wears it, but he is too embarrassed to look down at himself.

  The whole skirt is mainly tassels.

  There is hardly any complete fabric.

  As long as you move your arms or legs a little, the whole body will be unobstructed——

  She is like a lovely mermaid, curled up at the foot of the bed.

  Zhan Muqian picked her up with her hips.

  His thin lips opened slightly, and he said unhurriedly, "Little boy, today is my birthday."

   Jiang Xi nodded quickly, "Uncle Zhan, happy birthday to you..."

  Zhan Mu Qian chuckled, "Do you remember how we spent tonight last year?"

Although Jiang Xi has the memory of Mianmian, it is not her personal experience.

  All the important memories are like texts recited by her, listed one by one along the time axis.

  Zhan Muqian mentioned that she can only think about it right away.

  Fortunately, her head is flexible, and she quickly thinks about that night.

   Then she blushed slightly, biting her lip and said: "Naturally remember... which girl would forget her first scene..."

  Zhan Mu Qian squeezed her chin with long fingers.

The tone is slowly pampering, he did not mean to force, but a soliciting tone: "Then... Since today is both my birthday and a special anniversary, dear, I want to have fun, okay Huh?"

  Jiang Xi was startled, she raised her eyes to meet his deep eyes.

  She was a little scared.

   seems to be in a panic.

  Cong Zhan Muqian moved carefully and realistically, taking her an hour of bath as if she had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

  She has confirmed his suspicion 100%.

  She didn't know if Zhan Muqian would be angry because of doubt.

  Maybe he can regulate emotions.

  Maybe he will use surnames to vent.

  After all, men like to use **** to conquer and vent, which is too normal behavior.

She bit her lip and asked embarrassedly: "Will it hurt? Mu Qian...you know...I am afraid of pain...I, I want you to be happy, and I want us to be happy, but I really do afraid……"

  Zhan Mu Qian shook his head: "It won't hurt."

  He held her with one hand, and held her little hand with the other.

  Wrapped a small hand of her in the palm of her palm, as if conveying her belief in this way.

  Since he said so.

  Jiang Xi couldn't bear to refuse.

   She nodded, "Then try, you are happy..."

  Zhan Muqian gently hugged her, but walked to the door of the master bedroom, opened the door, and hugged her and went straight out.

  Jiang Xi thought he would hold himself to the outdoors, such as the garden, such as the swimming pool...

  However, he took her to the living room.

   is to go to the lobby on the first floor.

  It is close to 12 o'clock in the morning.

  Maybe some servants have not rested yet.

  Zhan Muqian put her on the sofa, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

   "Mu Qian, will anyone come down..."

  Zhan Mu Qian curled his lips, smiling but not smiling, "No, you relax."

   Jiang Xi forced herself to calm down.

  Zhan Muqian suddenly opened the lid of the teapot on the coffee table, and then stretched out his index finger to stir in.

  Jiang Xi was startled, "Do you want to drink tea? It should be cold. May I help you make a pot again?"

  He put the lid on and said meaningfully: "Warm, not what I want to drink."