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

  But the little things in my arms are rare...

  He is willing to dig his heart and lungs for whatever she wants, let alone tolerate it for her.

  Mianmian made a little, and whispered: "I want to go back to my room, will you let me go back to sleep?"

  Zhan Muqian looked at her and raised his eyebrows: "Guard me?"

"……Ok."

  Mianmian bit her lip and nodded, and admitted unabashedly.

  The man picked her up, hugged her all the way back to the door of her boudoir, and hugged her to bed.

  He didn’t want to sleep with her either.

  Obviously sleeping beside her pillow and still unable to eat, is simply the most cruel torture.

  It is better to sleep in separate rooms.

  Mianmian lay down under the quilt, and Zhan Muqian adjusted the temperature of the air-conditioner for her and was about to leave.

  The girl's little soft hand grabbed a corner of his nightgown.

"Ok?"

  Mianmian's face blushed, and she asked in a low voice, "Just like that...Are you satisfied?"

  Zhan Muqian leaned over and kissed her on the cheek: "Very satisfied."

  Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief, she thought to herself.

fair enough……

  Afterwards, when Zhan Muqian is so impatient and thirsty...

  She can help him solve this.

  Unexpectedly, he just thought about it beautifully, so he tapped his forehead lightly.

  Zhan Mu Qian didn’t even give her the opportunity to imagine, “It’s very comfortable, but it’s not comfortable enough...cotton, this is far from enough. Sooner or later you have to use yourself...to make me completely comfortable.”

  Comfortable, you are paralyzed! ! ! !

  Mianmian covered her face and wanted to explode!

  This smelly rascal! ! ! !

  She said pitifully: "But I'm still a baby, I haven't grown up yet."

  Zhan Mu Qian did not argue with her either. It was late, and he walked hurriedly towards the door.

   "You go to bed early, stop playing with your phone, and get up early tomorrow."

  Recently, she did have a hard time reviewing, and in addition to the summer heat, he was worried that her small body would not be able to bear it.

   Just when Mianmian thought he was about to close the door and left, turning over and lying down.

  Just listen to his deep and **** voice faintly: "Baby, you are not young anymore, when I am comfortable...you will also be very comfortable."

  Mianmian grabbed the pillow in the dark and slammed it at him, but missed it because of the distance.

  Zhan Mu Qian closed the door and closed his eyes.

   couldn't help but laugh at himself.

  His life is...it's almost asceticism.

  In fact, it is more miserable than asceticism.

   I can see it, I can’t eat... I can only touch it occasionally, and it will blow up the hair if it is heavy —

  This is the little wild cat he married home.

  But sometimes he feels...painful and happy?

  It must be crazy.

  ……

  Gezhi High School.

   Approaching the college entrance examination, the atmosphere of learning on campus is particularly strong.

  The study room is full during lunch break.

  Not even a spare seat.

  Luo Qiu and another girl arrived late, and they were full of people, and there were two vacancies next to Jiang Mianmian.

  Luo Qiu dropped the latest miumiu on the table, and said to her friend: "Sit here."

  The girl is a little embarrassed.

  Mianmian rolled her eyes impatiently: "Have you seen anything on this table? This seat is occupied, only the one on the side is empty."

  Xiao Qi just went to buy some drinks and will be back later, but there is a vacant seat next to him, because Gong Qiao did not come.

Luo Qiu hated Jiang Mianmian for not a day or two. At this time, he stuck his waist and blatantly said, "Just call someone with two books? The self-study room is so crowded. Who can stipulate that you can occupy a seat like this? Who are you? Gezhi was opened by your house?"