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

  The man looked at her, maybe he was aware of something.

  But he didn't say it, just touched Mianmian's face.

  "Good boy, of course I have to go to the hospital if I feel unwell, or ask your doctor to come home to check you up?"

  Mianmian was bored to see the doctor a few days ago. In fact, there is no major problem at all. It's just that the long-term lifestyle and eating habits are not very healthy, so it caused some minor problems.

  But the doctor and Zhan Muqian liked to exaggerate more than the other, not only letting her drink Chinese medicine, but also eating various nourishing medicated meals.

  She really doesn’t want to spend the night with the doctor...

  She just wants to be quiet.

  Mianmian shook her head persistently, "No, I don’t need it, I actually just want to go home..."

   She spoke in a low voice, looking at him tentatively from time to time.

  Zhan Muqian seemed to have completely missed the deep meaning of the three words "want to go home" in her words.

  He just compromised and said, "Okay, let's go home first. Sometimes you go home and tell me about things?"

  Mianmian did not refute either.

  The car has galloped out in the direction of Zhan Muqian's private house.

  But she did not stop her, nor told him that she actually wanted to go home because she wanted to go to the presidential palace to see what happened.

  She was scared, afraid that she would be stimulated if she said it now.

   was even more afraid that Zhan Muqian’s answer would make her unable to accept it.

  Chi Yu is just a scumbag, she knew she shouldn’t doubt Zhan Muqian, but she couldn’t control herself anyway.

  ……

  Back home.

  Zhan Muqian asked with concern why she was suddenly upset and wanted to go home.

  Mianmian just shook his head, saying that he was sleepy, and kept silent.

  Zhan Mu Qian didn't force her, so he let her take a bath.

  He himself went to the master bedroom to take a shower and change clothes.

  ……

  He takes a bath quickly, and he washed it very early and leaned against the bed to rest.

  In fact, he still has some work on his hands that has not yet been completed.

  But he poured himself a glass of brandy, and after drinking for a while, he turned out to be distracted and completely unwilling to work.

  He joined the army and politics. For so many years, he has long experienced extreme restraint and tolerance.

  I have never tried to affect my smooth emotions because of a small matter.

   But now he even feels uneasy because of Jiang Mianmian's unwillingness to speak up, which directly leads to him not even wanting to do official business.

  Zhan Mu Qian took out his mobile phone to prepare to call Chi Yu.

   But a small head suddenly appeared at the door.

  Small nightdress with cotton sling, the hair is half-dry, and it sticks to the face softly.

  Zhan Mu Qian put down the phone and waved at her, "Come here, the bedroom is full of air-conditioning, why do you wear so little?"

  Mianmian ran to him and stood before him. Zhan Muqian took her to the bed and pulled the quilt around her.

  She kept observing all the subtle expressions of Zhan Muqian calmly.

   In any case, he did not see any unusual emotions on his face.

  The man held her without saying much, both of them were very quiet.

  Mianmian was obviously very anxious, she didn't say a word, just lifted up her two slender little arms, tightly wrapped around his neck.

   "Uncle..."

"Ok."

  Suddenly she raised her chin, knelt on both knees and straightened up, and kissed his thin lips without warning...

  She bit his lips like a greedy little animal.

   vaguely, "Uncle, didn't you say this morning, you want to try and see if I'm alright..."

  [3 more, I start to feel bad about Mianmian...]