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

Mianmian stared at him with red eyes, "Then listen to me, don't press me, go down and lie down, I'm going to sleep."

  Zhan Muqian turned over and asked sideways, "Do you want to go back to your own room?"

  Mianmian hesitated.

  She came over after taking a shower, just wanting to sleep with him.

  After such a toss, she didn't know if she should go back to the room.

  She is now flustered, relying on Zhan Muqian instinctively, and does not want to go back to sleep alone...

  But...

  The little girl hasn't thought about it yet, when she is tangled up.

  I only heard Zhan Muqian complaining in a deep voice, "I knew that I shouldn't have prepared a room for you. I should let you sleep with me from the beginning! Sooner or later I will burn your room!"

  Cotton quilt He was so naive and speechless like a big boy.

  Where is he like a powerful, strategizing, and decisive chief?

  She clenched her fist and punched him lightly, “I think you’re really drinking too much, go to sleep, I’m not going, just sleep here.”

  Mianmian closed his eyes, rolled over, facing him with his back, pretending to be asleep.

  Although she was tired, she couldn't fall asleep quickly because of something in her heart.

  Zhan Muqian only thought she was really asleep.

  After all, she usually sleeps well, she can fall asleep in less than a minute, and she also snores hummingly.

  He hugged her from behind and closed his eyes.

  ……

  Mianmian didn't want to alarm him, knowing that he was holding himself, although such a posture was not very comfortable for a person who was not asleep.

  But fortunately, she was more stable in her heart at this time.

  She did not dare to turn over, so she reluctantly tried her best to fall asleep...

   Until midnight, she had a nightmare and woke up from it.

  Sit up suddenly, naturally awakening the man holding her from behind.

  Zhan Mu Qian smoothly turned on the bedside lamp, "What's wrong, have a nightmare?"

  Mianmian looked at him in horror. Her eyes were already big and big, and she had a small round face as big as a slap. Recently, she has become a little thinner, her face is smaller, and her eyes appear larger.

  In such a dark night, even with the bedside lamp on, Zhan Muqian was panicked by her wide-open eyes and the horrified expression in her eyes.

  Mianmian nodded after a long time...

  She looked at Zhan Muqian, and suddenly sobbed in a low voice...

   "Uncle Zhan, I want to go home..."

  Zhan Muqian's face turned cold, but his tone was still very gentle, "What's wrong, baby, tell me what nightmare you have? First, don't worry me, huh?"

  Mianmian dreamed about...

  She dreamed that Jiang Xun was impeached and stepped down, and then sentenced to imprisonment. He was overwhelmed and jumped off the building...

  But she dare not say.

   So she said casually, "I, I dreamed that the presidential palace was on fire. I want to go home and have a look. I want to see my father, Zhan Muqian. Will you let me go home? I want to go home..."

  Zhan Mu Qian's eyes were gloomy, and at this time he was completely sure that someone must have told her at the banquet.

  If this person is not Gong Qiao, he is probably Chi Yu.

  He got up, got out of bed and poured a glass of warm water for Cotton, "Okay, you drink a glass of water first, I will tell the driver to take us to the presidential palace, but you have to calm down and be obedient."

  Mianmian swallowed and drank a whole glass of warm water.

   "Uncle, tell me the truth, what happened to the presidential palace?"