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

  Zhan Mu Qian glanced at her lightly, but did not pursue it any further.

  Mianmian leaned comfortably, lowered his head to play with his fingers, and couldn't help but vomit inwardly.

  As for...

  So stingy.

  I didn't expect this high-powered old man to care about the illusory thing like name.

  ……

  Arrived at the French restaurant booked early in the morning.

  Mianmian looked around, it was clear that it was a meal, but the surrounding tables were empty, and there were no guests at all.

  Unexpectedly, he would have to clear the venue in advance for a casual dinner. Although Jiang Mianmian was not a young student, he was still a child and rarely had contact with such pompous people. I just felt that the chief executive was really more than her father.

  Mianmian picked up the menu, and said with emotion: "I have to eat more, so as not to have a hard time after the college entrance examination is over..."

  Zhan Muqian glanced at her, only when she hadn’t heard her intentionally saying something to excite him.

  He thought about it early in the morning, this little thing that has never suffered. Although the family environment is a bit more complicated, it is still somewhat spoiled.

  Regardless of her final exam results, he must arrange for her to join the army for a period of time to experience military life.

   Anyway...It was his wife Zhan Muqian.

  ……

  Mianmian is probably extremely hungry, and ordered a large table, which far exceeds the number of normal French meals.

Zhan Muqian was afraid that she would break herself up, and ridiculed helplessly: "Let you order, you are so rude, Jiang Mianmian, has anyone told you that you made it like this...It's really not an ordinary person to support you." Affordable."

  Mianmianmian belly slander, he has all booked, OK?

  This is the famous and expensive French restaurant in Jincheng. Is it embarrassing to behave like this?

But she didn't say anything. Instead, she put her arms around the man's arm, shook him like a qualified little lover, and sighed: "Yes, I can't be supported by anyone, so I am Didn’t you find a big benefactor like Chief Zhan...you have to take good care of me, Uncle Jinzhu?"

  Zhan Muqian sullen his face and coughed slightly.

  Although it was clearing the venue, there were still many service staff walking around in the restaurant.

Although Jiang Mianmian is eighteen, she is wearing a small foreign dress for school today. It is light and tender aqua blue. The skirt is in the shape of a flower bud. She doesn't make much makeup. A face with a clear soup and watery looks real at first glance. Like a little girl in fifteen and sixteen.

  Zhan Muqian also came out of the army and rushed to pick her up from school. He never changed into casual clothes. At this moment, wearing a tough military uniform, she was snuggled by such a little girl and acted like a baby, and she deliberately said something like this...

  It really made others heard that they had to think about it.

   He snorted, and said, "You are obedient to eat, you don’t need to wait for you now. The gold master always goes home at night, and it’s your turn to serve you in bed... little bastard."

  Mianmian grabbed a lobster leg and broke it forcefully, but it didn’t break the shell.

  The lobster's shell is hard enough, and the man reaches out and stops: "You eat something else first."

  The little girl Bai Shengsheng’s small paws didn’t seem to have much strength. The Chief Zhan looked at her with great trepidation, for fear that her skin would be pierced by the hard lobster shell.

  When Ruan Qingtong and Han Ting passed outside the restaurant, their goal was the present picture——

  Mianmian was drinking soup with a spoon, and the head man in a military uniform used crab claws to help her peel the lobster meat and sent it to her ruddy little mouth.