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

  The delicate face of cotton is hot.

  If it weren’t for sheer surprise, she was really ashamed to discuss this topic with Zhan Muqian...

  Zhan Mu Qian laughed and laughed.

  His voice was low and confused, and he asked word by word: "How much do you remember what happened on the fighter plane that night?"

  The round face of cotton is full of embarrassment.

  The domineering side leakage that she usually pretends to be habitual has long been forgotten by her.

  Her soft voice is low and thin: "Could you not mention it, it's been so long..."

  Recalling what happened that night, it can be called the most exaggerated, impulsive, and unbearable thing she has done in her eighteen years of life!

  And that night was a huge turning point in her life.

  If she is not so impulsive, maybe she will not have intersection with Zhan Muqian in this life.

  She can’t talk about regret or not, but she is embarrassed.

  Zhan Mu Qian opened his arms and held the little thing in front of him firmly in his arms.

  Mianmian's heart is the time when the five flavors are mixed.

  But he heard his voice asking quietly: "Little thing, do you regret marrying me?"

   "..." Mianmian looked at him puzzledly.

  I don’t understand why he asked her like this at this time.

  Is this important.

   When Zhan Muqian strictly controlled her at the beginning, she regretted it!

  She regrets miserably, she should never provoke this Lord Yan!

  But later...

  Gradually she cannot do without him...

  She secretly admires him, admires him, and regards him as her closest person.

  The little woman nestled softly in his arms.

   looks particularly peaceful.

   Although she did not speak to answer, Zhan Muqian looked at her expression, his heart was already clear.

  He is in the chest, but there is a bit of meaningful evil between his eyebrows and eyes.

The long fingers hooked her small chin provocatively, her thin lips pressed against her ears, and her tone was extremely ambiguous: "Xiao Mianmian, you are an 18-year-old girl anyway, with normal development and IQ... there should be no major defects. , Have you ever done anything with a man, don’t you know at all?"

  Mian Mianjiao stared at him, frowning.

  I haven't recovered for a long time.

  Until a nerve in her cerebral cortex was severely stabbed.

  There was a "buzz" in her mind, her eyes widened, and she almost exclaimed, "Zhan Muqian, what are you doing to me?!"

  He obviously meant...not done? !

  They didn’t do it at all that night? ! ! !

  No wonder she didn't have the tearing pain that a woman should have for the first time in rumors, and she didn't fall into the red.

  It’s just aching all over, she mistakenly thought...

  Lolimian is not stupid after all, she just lacks experience, and was smashed by Zhan Muqian.

  An inexperienced person, he sonorously accused her of forcing her to force her, and asked her to be responsible.

  She has never experienced anything, even if she can't remember how it happened, she can only recognize it.

  Who would have thought...Zhan Muqian, this old fox actually played with her!

  Wipe!

   Jiang Mianmian's petty temper came up, and as soon as he broke free from his arms, he pinched his neck severely.

   poses to strangle him.

  "Zhan Muqian...how can you do this! You are still a dignified chief, you shamefully deceived the little girl, and made me responsible for you...Qin Beast! You are inferior to Qin Beast!"

  Zhan Mu Qian looked handsome and bursting with a smile but a smile.

  He crossed his arms so neatly, his thin lips faintly uttered: "I've said it a long time ago. I have not eaten a bite of the beautiful little wife. I am indeed a Qin beast."