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

  The girl in front of her pouted her mouth and started to sneer without embarrassment.

  Lord Chief did not change his face, he glanced at her lightly, and said condescendingly: "Can't memorize it? Follow the house rules and don't listen to me, but..."

  Zhan Mu Qian's tone was faint, but he glanced meaningfully at her gauze-wrapped knee.

  Her knee...

  Mianmian's cheeks have burnt pink unconsciously.

  Heaven and earth conscience, although she is a little hooligan, she is just a little hooligan who just broke the chu.

  Her mind is not dirty, it is completely contaminated by this old gangster.

The words   house rules were originally so upright, but they were contaminated by his perverted house rules...

  Mianmian couldn't help but make up for the appearance of kneeling.

  Mom sells criticism, how can her dignified generation of female devil be so reluctant to accept it!

   She akimbo her hips fiercely, her wide-eyed eyes slammed him, "Chief Zhan, my knees are pierced by broken glass, and you still want me... and I'm not human!"

   "Naturally," Zhan Muqian smiled, his unpredictable and handsome face looked dark and dangerous, "The girl's knee is very fragile, and it can't be hurt anymore."

  Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief.

   Just when she deeply thought that the man finally said something, her body suddenly lightened, and she was beaten up from the big bed by him.

  She was puzzled, and Zhan Muqian hugged her and walked to the window sill filled with warm sunshine.

As soon as Chiluo's two little feet hit the ground, the man sneered and pinched her two little soft hands, and pressed them against the window sill forcefully.

   patted the girl’s face gently: "Stay steady in a while."

  The problem of inexperienced girl almost didn't get over her.

  Until the chief executive softened her waist, the big palm lifted the hem of her home clothes without hesitation, and hooked the very soft piece of fabric and pulled it down——

   Jiang Mianmian screamed.

  Afterwards, he struggled with hindsight, "Asshole, let me go! I refuse! Strongly refuse! You can't force me, a strong woman in marriage is also a strong woman!"

  The man with the cotton quilt shackled her back waist with the force of her beak, she could not get rid of it, and she could only barely turn her head and stare at him fiercely.

  In the next moment, he heard the sound of unfastening his pants...

  "Zhan Muqian, do you dare to force me to try, I will go to the military court to sue you! Strong women, domestic violence, abuse of women!"

  The man's thin lips were slightly pursed, and the corners of his lips were upturned. The insidious and wanton appearance made her crazy.

  "I didn’t force you to sign the house rules. They were written in black and white. If you love me, it’s useless to go to a military court."

  Mianmian's mind was all messed up, and her legs were a little weak in fright.

  Plus the slight pain in her knee...Where is she half mentally prepared? !

   "Accept your fate, little madam, and separate your legs."

  Mianmian now understands that he is eating soft or not, and instantly regrets that he slammed into him and confronted him.

  The girl with soft legs and trembling heart bit her lip pitifully, desperately trying to squeeze out two drops of crocodile tears...

   "Uncle, Uncle, Uncle Zhan, Husband... My leg hurts and I can't stand... My back, if I can't do it well, give me a little more time... I must be overwhelmed!"

  She had already accepted her mistake and compromised, but Zhan Muqian had no intention to stop.

   Pressed her waist with one hand, and leaned under her with the other hand——

   "Ah-uncle, it's not possible there or there!"

  The smile on the corners of the head's lips became deeper.

  His voice is low and bewildered, "What is the name of the ghost, I am married, I can't touch it, eh?"