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

  Zhan Chief's thin lips pressed tightly, his face expressionless.

  But the atmosphere in the box became tense inexplicably.

   Ruan Qingtong gave a light cough, pushed the Kuo Shao next to him, and smiled: "Don't listen to his nonsense. Your second uncle and I are just ordinary friends."

   "Mom, are you just ordinary friends with your godfather? Then I can go to the godfather's house to sleep tonight?"

  The child’s immature voice suddenly sounded, and the awkward atmosphere suddenly condensed into ice——

   Jiang Mianmian pursed his lips, smirked and looked up at the cold-faced Lord Chief.

   She squatted down and poked the little boy in the face lightly, "My kid, what's your name, okay to tell my sister?"

  This pink jade little girl is indeed a blue child, but he is probably too young, and his voice is whispering, like a little girl.

   He blinked his big eyes, and said seriously: "My name is Ruan Jingchen, and everyone calls me Chenchen."

   Jiang Mianmian smirked: "It turned out to be child Chenchen, you just said...tonight you are going to sleep at godfather's house?"

  The kid Ruan Jingchen nodded solemnly: “Godfather promised to play games with me on my fourth birthday, but now I’m four years old and 45 days old, and my godfather is nothing to say!”

   Ruan Qingtong hurriedly bent down and picked up the child, and said with a smile: "Chenchen is still young, not sensible, and talking nonsense."

  Jiang Mianmian had not spoken yet, and when he became lighter, he was suddenly pulled up by the man’s big hand from behind——

  She twisted her neck and looked back at Zhan Muqian.

  Provocation, full of provocation.

  The atmosphere between the adults is subtle and weird...

  The kid Ruan Jingchen didn’t know what he had done wrong, but he was sensitive to the atmosphere. He looked at the adults pitifully, only to open his mouth and cry.

  Mianmian touched the child's little face distressedly: "Chenchen, don't you just play games? Your godfather is the most powerful war chief. He can't speak but it doesn't count, huh?"

   Before the words fell, Jiang Mianmian's lower back was twisted, and the pain made her hiss and gasp.

  The only drunk and teasing Kuo Shao stared coldly between Zhan Muqian and this little cute girl who was led into the door by him...I can't explain the ambiguous feelings of the unknown, and laughed more sinister and cunning.

  Little niece?

  So funny~

  Zhan Muqian was afraid that he secretly kept a pink and tender little milk cat...he ate very happily.

  ……

  In the parking lot when the meal is over.

   Ruan Qingtong led the children, but Chenchen was so stubborn that he refused to let go of his godfather’s car.

  Zhan Mu Qian's tone was flat: "All get in the car, Chenchen will spend the night with me tonight."

  Ruan Qingtong suddenly became more embarrassed. It’s not like standing in the same place and getting on the car, or not getting on the car.

Jiang Mianmian is best at "relieving siege" for people, and hurried up to add fuel and jealousy with a smile, "Sister Ruan, you are my future aunt, hurry up and get in the car, isn't it just a night, just be with you, anyway, you Sooner or later I will marry my second uncle..."

   Ruan Qingtong looked at the man's face secretly, only feeling that Zhan Muqian had no objection, so he got into the car.

  ……

  Two o'clock in the middle of the night.

   Finally, he coaxed the child Ruan Jingchen to wash and sleep after playing the game. After the Chief of War had finished bathing, he stood in front of Jiang Mianmian's room with a gloomy face.

  He turned the doorknob, and as expected, the little wild cat locked the door.

  Mianmian was still playing with her mobile phone, and she held her breath when she heard the sound at the door, suffocating her laughter.

   "Crack" with a crisp sound.

  Jiang Mianmian heard the sound of the door lock being broken in horror, and he was so scared that he immediately hid in the quilt and did not dare to say anything.

  The tall and stalwart man stood in front of the bed and opened the quilt on the girl.

  Mianmian looked awake innocent, blinked her eyes, and whispered softly: "Uncle Zhan, in the middle of the night, it seems inappropriate for you to break into your niece’s boudoir like this~~"

  The man curled his lips and sneered, bending his knees to suppress the girl’s two thin legs: “You scream, scream louder, it’s best to call people to watch how your "uncle" is overpowering you, huh?"