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

  Mianmian puffed her cheeks, provoking him boldly.

  Zhan Muqian's eyes darkened, the girl bounced up, and hurried away pretending to be calm, "Slowly, I'll go to the kitchen to see what else is delicious."

  Jiang Mianmian sprinted towards the kitchen.

  Ruan Qingtong naturally looked embarrassed.

  The way that girl rushed to Mu Qian to speak...If it was really an uncle-nephew relationship, it would be too bold.

What's more, Zhan Muqian has never been like a gentle and kind elder, he even has a sense of distance from Chenchen, let alone just a niece?

  What is the identity of that girl...Dare to make a mistake in front of the Chief of War?

Ruan Qingtong awaited Zhan Muqian's response.

  However, he kept a faint tone and continued to eat as if nothing had happened: "The little girl is still in the rebellious period and is ignorant. You laughed."

   Ruan Qingtong slightly frowned, and the kid Ruan Jingchen opened his mouth and asked: "Godfather, what the sister said...what is the place to grow, why can't Chenchen understand?"

  When the kid said this, Ruan Qingtong's face became a little hot, and she was about to stop Chenchen.

  Zhan Muqian touched the child’s face and smiled, “My sister is talking about hair, and girls have long hair...I don’t have a long IQ, Chenchen should be good, don’t follow my sister, eh?”

  The little boy stared wide-eyed and nodded as if he didn't understand, he was very sensible.

  Zhan Mu Qian clearly didn't take a few mouthfuls, but dropped his knife and fork, and stood up and said: "Chenchen, eat breakfast seriously, godfather has work to do, accompany you to the amusement park another day."

  ……

   Chief Zhan walked straight in the direction of the inner kitchen with his long legs.

  Mianmian felt my stomach groaning when I walked to the kitchen and smelled the fragrance.

  I didn't have an appetite, it was a **** of a life.

  There are many spare ingredients on the counter in the kitchen.

  She put the toast into the bread machine, toasted it hot and smeared with milk and peanut butter, and just half-eaten, she stared and choked.

   "Cough, cough!" She looked at the oncoming man, "What are you doing in the kitchen?"

With no emotions on the long face of the war leader, he walked up to her and asked condescendingly: "You don't want to eat bread on the table, and you like to hide in the back kitchen. Why, are you afraid that people will **** it from you? ?"

Mianmian couldn't hear the acrimonious tone in his tone, his small face was a little embarrassed, he swallowed the toast in a hurry, rolled his eyes and said: "It is hot and delicious, I am happy to fight. You are so generous!"

  The girl's waist hurt for a moment, and Zhan Muqian picked her up by the waist and placed her on the marble countertop in the kitchen.

Mianmian twisted her waist and struggled dissatisfiedly, "What are you doing, Zhan Muqian, you have to take care of me baking bread, I'm so sick of you!"

  This man is really elevated.

  Rao is sitting on the liu desk, he is still half taller.

  The pressure makes her uneasy... and wearing a half-length skirt that is not short, she subconsciously closes her knees.

  This defensive action attracted the attention of Lord Chief.

  He curled his lips, sneered, and pressed his body slightly, squeezing into her knees and standing between her knees.

  The cotton knees are wide open, and the small necks are gradually getting hot...

  "Zhan Muqian, what are you doing in the end!"

  The man leaned down slightly, his hot breath sprayed on her delicate skin.

   threatened, "Dare to talk back again?"

  The little mother leopard stared at him without hesitation: "What's the matter with the little master, there is a kind of you slam me?!"

  Zhan Chief snorted coldly, kneading her soft waist with a big palm, "Pumping you? It seems that you like the kitchen and want me to use what you fear the most...smearing you?"