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

  Zhan Mu Qian said sternly, "You will suffer in the future."

  I couldn't help but change the taste in Mianmian's ears, and naturally felt that he was threatening himself.

  Runaway Lolita always eats soft but not hard, so she kicks her legs with anger.

  Aunt Qiao watched from the side, seeing that the two of them had a good meal and they were also quarreling, and in front of the young master, she couldn’t help but stepped forward to dissuade her.

   "Madam, don’t make trouble, be good, isn’t it just a glass of milk? Don’t drink it if you don’t want it.

  Jiang Mianmian still stared fiercely, like a little female leopard, as if plucking Zhan Muqian.

  Zhan Mu Qian's face was dark.

   Get angry, it seems that he is familiar with an eighteen-year-old rebellious girl.

  Don’t get angry, Jiang Mianmian is so exasperating!

  ……

  Zhan Qi You watched carefully all the time, looking at the helpless expression of his second uncle, he knew that his second uncle was compromising with Jiang Mianmian's temperament, and he would definitely not attack her.

   So he spoke cautiously to ease the atmosphere: "Second Uncle, are you having lunch so early today?"

  Mianmian was still depressed, and Zhan Muqian was really overbearing, and it was not the kind between lovers. He had to take care of everything from trivial matters to major events in life! Take care of it all! !

  She has been accustomed to being wild in the past two years, and no one knows her except for murder and arson.

  How can you get used to it for a while, it must be the more you think about it, the more you will not accept it.

  But Jiang Li is here, and she is still wandering about this important event. At this moment, she pulls her lips and smiles charmingly.

She watched Zhan Qiyou and complained softly: "I just got up, this is not lunch, even if it's a bunch, and it's late, it's not all to blame your uncle , I have been endless all day and night, if it weren’t for inviting you to be guests, I wouldn’t be able to get out of bed at all, and my whole body would be sore..."

  Mianmian said, she stretched out her hand to rub her soft waist with a sigh.

  Looks like it’s real... Last night**, I practiced for a whole night.

  Zhan Qi You is a young boy after all. He looked a little embarrassed at this time, and his face was blushing and white, indescribably richer.

  As for Jiang Li... Jiang Li dropped his chin slightly, not daring to raise his head at all.

  I was afraid that as soon as she raised her head, she couldn’t wait for Jiang Mianmian’s jealousy to be exposed.

  Lord Chief’s cold gaze fell on her vivid and lovely face with a puff.

  Although he knows that Jiang Mianmian said this deliberately, it was only an angry fight between Qi You and Jiang Li, but she, this little idiot, knows how attractive she is rubbing her waist and crying tired...

   is simply to directly stimulate men’s desires.

  He couldn't wait to drag her back to the room now, and press her on the bed, on the floor, on the French windows, even on the desk, on the countertop, in the bathroom...to deal with her fiercely all day.

   Let her no longer be scornful, but a thorough experience!

  ……

  The chief executive lightly coughed: "Sit down when you come, have you eaten your meal?"

  Jiang Li nodded softly, "I used it, thank you for your concern. I heard Qi You said that my second uncle invited us to have a weekend card game gathering. I used to hear that my second uncle was cold and unpleasant, so I was really flattered..."

  Zhan Muqian did not change his face: "You are juniors, and I care about your life and school work. It is all my own family, you are welcome, go to the poker table to chat."

  Playing is the most common mahjong.

  Mian Mian really likes to play cards, but she had a fight with Zhan Muqian just now, and she especially wanted to **** him now.

   squinted at this time and joked: "Husband, people don't know how to play cards, you lose money... Don't blame me."