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

  He has a gloomy tone with the flames of rage faintly——

   "Jiang Mianmian, you wet your uncle's pants, and dare you to say you haven't taken any medicine?!"

  Mianmian lay on the bed and sobbed, "It hurts! Why do you keep beating me? It hurts, Zhan Muqian, you are not allowed to beat me anymore, I will be angry..."

  She was staring at her with **** and white eyes, and she looked like a little beast that was aggrieved.

  But this soft and waxy tone, even though it was a complaint, made the man feel so soft in his ears.

  His slightly calloused palm covers the girl’s white and delicate buttocks...

  There are indeed several red fingerprints on the tender skin.

  It seems to make him feel a little pain, but his eyes are also irritating, and his eyes are so hot that they are about to explode——

  However, the Chief Zhan is capable of such an ability. He is eager and eager, but he can still assume a posture of not being impatient or impatient.

  He stroked the girl's beating skin, as if to soothe her, and as if to help her rub the sore area.

  Mianmian looks really drunk...

  After all, he did smell a strong smell of alcohol on her body and in her nose.

  But the smell of alcohol is not brought out from the nightclub, she should have only drank it after taking a shower.

  Although he also wanted to clean her up quickly.

   But it is bound to figure out what mess she ate.

  If you really take medicine and drink alcohol, you really can’t toss about it casually.

  She is only eighteen years old, her bones are not growing well, she can be indulgence, and there will be side effects if she is too indulgence.

Knowing that she was drunk, Zhan Muqian coaxed and coaxed like a child, "Hey, Mian Mian, tell your uncle, what have you eaten? Didn’t you tell you that you can’t take medicine indiscriminately? Addicted, don’t you understand, did Gong Qiao give it to you? You go around with him again, believe it or not, I will break his leg!"

  Mianmian lay on the soft and fragrant bedding, dizzy and wanting to fall asleep.

   But the whole body seems to be stuffed into a small stove.

   Burning, with a splitting headache, but it’s impossible to fall asleep...

  She knows what she wants, and she is getting more and more angry about why Mu Qian is not satisfied with her!

Mianmian slapped the bed surface with his hand violently, "I didn't take any medicine! I didn't have one! I just drank some alcohol, why do you interrogate me like this, where do I have that kind of medicine? I didn't even have it today. When I saw Gong Qiao, didn't that medicine, that medicine was eaten by me as early as the first time I saw you..."

  "Drinking?! The wine you took in the wine cabinet in the living room, what kind of wine?!"

  He caught the key words of the information and continued to interrogate.

  Mianmian was so empty that she almost cried...

  She has wet eyes, and her hair that has just been blown dry is almost soaked in sweat...

   "I, I don't know, I just took a bottle of wine, it's a bit red, a bit pink, bitter, spicy, and a bit...and a bit sweet!"

  Zhan Chief frowned, his mind scanned the wine in the wine cabinet downstairs.

  He suddenly remembered that Aunt Qiao seemed to have said a few days ago that on the day of his birthday, a few bottles of wine sent by a friend were placed on the wine cabinet.

   On his birthday, he was giving military training to these bear children in the military area, and naturally he hadn’t noticed it.

and so……

  This stupid thing, probably drank the kind of wine that was given to men in front of the bed to cheer up? !

   He squinted his eyes, "A bit sweet?"

  Mianmian twisted her head and nodded, "Yes, sweet..."

  The man was cold, bent over and bit her lip heavily.

  Sweet?

  He wants to taste the wine.