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

  Zhan Muqian stretched out her hand and pulled off her hair, forcing her to raise her face and look at him.

   "Are you deaf, what do I ask you to answer truthfully, is it so difficult?"

  Mianmian’s hair hurts a bit by him.

  But she felt even more uncomfortable.

   Out of breath.

  She was forced to raise her eyes to look at him.

  She looked at Zhan Muqian's strange and cold face.

  She couldn't see any temperature in his eyes, no mercy, no love at all.

  He is just a bird-beast whose heart has been blackened by greed, and his eyes have been dyed red by jealousy.

  Mianmian has no love for him anymore.

  There is no nostalgia.

  She was tortured so badly by him.

  Suddenly he didn't want to make him feel better.

  Mianmian felt that he was looking for death, but he still opened his mouth, “It’s not that I don’t want to say, President, I’m afraid I’m talking too much. If you’re unhappy, you will beat me.

  Zhan Mu Qian let go, squinting at her.

  He twitched the corners of his lips, "You said, I won't hit you today."

  Mianmian rubbed her scalp with her little hand and smiled, "I really never gave Pei Jun a mouth. He knows that I love cleanliness and will not force me to do this kind of thing."

  Zhan Muqian's face was really cold, and his eyes were even more terrifying.

  Mianmian smiled and continued, "But he doesn't think I am dirty, he is willing to serve me, and he...he has a good job in this aspect."

  Zhan Mu Qian squinted his eyes, there was a fire in his eyes, and he couldn't hold it down.

  He knows that he shouldn’t show gaffeful anger.

   has reached this point, the more angry he is, the more it seems that he can't control her.

  He has been trampled on her feet by her dignity, and she can no longer let her trample on himself.

  Zhan Mu Qian really did what he said and did not beat her.

  But he did not hesitate to take up half a glass of cold water on the table and splash it on her face suddenly.

  The cotton quilt shivered with cold water.

  The eye circles are hot.

  But comforted himself in his heart.

  It’s okay.

  Fortunately, it is not hot water.

  It’s no big deal to be splashed with a glass of cold water.

   is not to disfigure her.

  …………

  Zhan Mu Qian sneered and tightened his trouser chain, apparently refusing her to continue serving him with his mouth.

  Of course he thinks she is dirty.

  He stood up, looking even taller and stalwart.

  Mianmian’s body knelt at his feet became more petite and pitiful.

  His voice is gloomy.

   "Jiang Mianmian, you are a lowly watch."

  Mianmian's two small hands clenched into fists, shaking.

  It's not that you feel angry because of being insulted by him.

  She is scared.

  She was scared.

  What I said just now is tantamount to a straightforward humiliation to Zhan Muqian.

   Let him sweep the floor with dignity.

  Mianmian is afraid that he will torture himself like crazy.

  She was terrified.

  It’s really painful to speak quickly.

  But after I said it, I regretted it.

  She is so afraid of pain.

  Zhan Mu Qian doesn't even hurt her stomach.

   Two more slaps on her face are enough for her.

  Mianmian scolded herself for being incapable and owed in her heart.

  Since the decision is to be patient.

   Then you should endure it to the end.

  …………

  She knelt shivering for a while.

  Zhan Muqian was already in bed, and it took a long time to coldly order her: "Come and sleep."

  Mianmian was not sure what he was going to do, but still bite the bullet and got up and walked to the bed, carefully opened the quilt and lay beside him.

  She was too scared.

   trembling badly.

  So that the bed trembled slightly, and Zhan Muqian felt it too.

   He turned his face to look at her, and chuckled in a low voice: "Are you afraid of me?"

  [Four changes are over, the monthly pass will be changed after 50 in the evening~]