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

  Jiang Mianmian frowned, the one that I touched just now...Although I didn't look closely, the visual inspection is very...

   Will... Will it hurt?

  Can't care about so much!

  The strangeness and anxiety made her twist her body restlessly, and continued impatiently...

  Zhan Mu Qian had quick eyes and quick hands, and her big palms supported her soft buttocks, and didn't let her really sit down.

  I felt the girl’s body temperature unconsciously.

  The man’s Adam’s apple rolled, his eyes stained a bit blazing, "How much medicine did you take?"

   "Not much, just three pieces!"

  The girl slowly raised her thin, white fingers, narrowed her cat-like eyes, but made a serious comparison.

  Zhan Mu Qian couldn't help being laughed, his slender and powerful fingers calmly put on her half-faded panties.

  Big palm patted her tender and hot face, "Sure enough, taking too much of this medicine can easily ruin your brain."

  Jiang Mianmian was already hot enough to pass out, and did not hear the sarcasm in his words.

  The man lifted the girl with her small buttocks and strode towards the lounge in the cabin.

Falling to the bed, the half-fainted girl muttered in her small mouth, "Uncle, don't want to run away, you will be well soon, I will be very gentle with you... But if you resist so much, can it be said that Really?"

  Zhan Mu Qian got up and found the medicine from the medicine cabinet, poured a glass of water, turned around and sneered and asked her, "What is the rumor?"

Jiang Mianmian bit his thin white finger impatiently, "Well, there are more than tens of millions of people under one person, even my scumbag dad must be in awe of the role of one-third. Nearly female, if it's not gay, it's probably unspeakable."

  Xiao Meimao squinted her eyes and looked at the tall, majestic and handsome Zhan Muqian, who had caused thousands of women to bleed, and she felt regretful.

  The man narrowed his eyes dangerously, pinched her cheeks with his long fingers, and fed the pills and warm water in.

   He curled his lips with a smile, "If it weren't for Ms. Jiang's young age, Zhan Mou should let you try if I am unspeakable."

  The little man on the bed straightened out dissatisfiedly, and said solemnly, "You are young, I am 36D!"

  Zhan Mu Qian did not restrain, and laughed out loud.

   Jiang Mianmian felt that his dignity was humiliated, and suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed his big hand, and pressed it against his chest——

  Zhan Mu Qian coldly twitched, "I'm talking about age, but there are a lot of colored things in my mind. Have you grown up yet?"

  The girl opened her eyes wide and lied without changing her face, "I'm an adult!"

  Zhan Chief shook his head, "If you remember correctly, you will only be eighteen in three months."

  Jiang Mianmian suddenly got up from the bed, and fell on the man who made her faceless.

   "You care if I'm full or not, Xiaoye must be on you tonight!"

  ……

  Early the next morning.

  Ms. Jiang, who had a splitting headache, was awakened by a sharp exclaim.

  Fen fist rubbed her eyes, and finally opened them, the soreness all over her body made her gasp.

  Jiang Li took a professional private detective, carrying the camera and shooting continuously at the embarrassed **** the big bed.

  Jiang Mianmian was a little dazed. Last night, she vowed to slept severely with the head of the war and threatened him to refuse the president’s request.

  But didn’t Uncle Iceberg not let her go...

  Why? At this moment, her arms and legs are blue and purple, and there is obvious soreness and pain between her thighs.

Jiang Li looked at the neatly dressed Zhan Muqian with heartache, and then at Jiang Mianmian, with a sharp voice, "Sister, how can you do this kind of corrupting family style, you actually fight against the chief...you are a fan of the girl. I will tell Dad the truth about the matter of fighting the chief!"

Jiang Mianmian glanced at the unconcealed sadness and jealousy on Jiang Li's face, slowly got up, and rubbed his sore waist intentionally or unintentionally, "Jiang Li, you misunderstood. Last night, Uncle Zhan and I were just... The two love each other."