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

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  At this time, looking at him with a sullen expression, I felt very panicked...

  If it were in the past, Jiang Mianmian’s mentality at this moment would definitely be regarded as "very counseling" by her.

  What is she doing so intimidating? Isn't she just a professional? Isn't she just a man? Why should she carefully look at his face?

  But now...Mian Mian looked at his face, and she was very unambitious to think in her heart, so she confided.

  No outsiders saw it anyway.

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Chief Zhan sat on the sofa with a gloomy expression.

  Mianmian just looked at him like this, and if he didn't let herself move, she would not dare to move.

   kept the posture of being punished and stood still in the corner of the wall.

  About three minutes later, she became a little uncomfortable, and tentatively asked in a very low, very thin voice: "Uncle, are you not going to talk to me tonight..."

  Zhan Muqian was finally willing to appreciate her face, and glanced up at her.

  His face has returned to its former calm, and it seems that he is not as angry as he was just now.

  He stared deeply at the little girl standing in the corner with bare feet shrinking.

  After a while, he said coldly: "Come here."

  Mianmian was relieved, and he was so relieved that he was so excited that he was about to fly.

  She took small steps and ran to him quickly, staring at him with small flexible eyes.

  Zhan Chief has calmed down, and he made up his mind to report the matter of volunteering and talk to her calmly and rationally.

  His thin lips opened slightly: "Sit down."

  Mianmian has a meal under his feet.

  Sit down among the heads of the large population naturally means to let her sit on the sofa and sit next to him.

  But of course, the little fairy is always thinking about it. Suddenly she lifted her leg and sat across his thigh with her small buttocks, and her two soft paws did not forget to put on his shoulders.

   His legs stretched across his thighs from the left to the right, almost wrapped around his waist.

  Lord Chief’s face changed slightly, frowned, and he said in a deep voice: "Jiang Mianmian, what do you want to do?"

  Mianmian’s small hand held his neck, innocently blinked at him with big eyes, and whispered in a low voice, “What am I not doing? Don’t be so fierce. Be gentle with me, Uncle Chief?”

  The man rolled his eyes.

  He is really speechless.

  I really don’t know whether to say that Jiang Mianmian is clever, or whether she should say that she has a thick skin that is comparable to a city wall.

  I've just been taught by him, and now I'm sitting on his lap in such a bold and seductive posture and pestering him.

  He didn't say anything serious, but just coughed slightly: "Get off my lap and sit down."

  Mianmian shook her head again and again, twisted her soft **** intensified, and said, "No, just sit on your lap, lest you kill me!"

  Zhan Muqian's face was serious, he twisted his fingers and knocked on her forehead, and said sternly: "You are fierce? I'm a good-tempered person. I'll be someone else. I'll beat your **** tonight!"

  The cotton quilt shrank his neck so fiercely.

  There was a sudden nerve pain on the ass...

She quickly stretched out her hand to protect her little butt, and said grievously: "If you have something to say, it's okay, you can be rough at every turn, I am a girl, how can you use a belt to slap me, in case, in case it breaks? ...Are you not worried?"

  The man frowned, "What are you worried about? Forget about killing you!"

  Don't say that the strength in his hand is only 10%, just like Jiang Mianmian's under-beating appearance, it's not an exaggeration to give her a meal.

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