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

  Mianmian’s face blushed, and at first he refused, and his head was full of shy thoughts...

   "No, no! I'm here for aunt, really, my stomach hurts, Uncle Zhan, we can't run the red light?!"

  The little guy under the man was full of pain and entanglement, as if someone had put a knife on her neck and forced her to go to the execution ground.

  Mianmian's brain is still a bit daunting.

  The feeling of getting along with Zhan Muqian is quite relaxed, and I always feel subconsciously that Zhan Muqian has more than just desires for her...

   Either she has no use value, or it is... this old fox has a little unhumane and complicated sentiment towards her.

  Although she dared to fight with Mu Qian and play nonsense, she was always sure in her heart that he had a certain degree of self-control in matters of love between men and women.

  At least not...forcing her.

  However, his eager appearance at the moment made her suspicious and panicked.

  ……

  Zhan Mu Qian raised his eyebrows, kneading the girl's soft waist with his big hands, his eyebrows and eyes were full of "why are you so stupid".

  He glanced at the door, Mianmian suddenly realized.

  Her cheeks were puffed with powder, her moist lips slowly opened, and she screamed twice with her shrill voice.

  However... His whole body was hot instantly, and she looked like a cooked shrimp.

  It’s so embarrassing...

  How can anyone listen to the corner? !

  The girl's eyelids are slightly raised, and the aim is the mocking gesture of a man with a smile.

  Mianmian was upset for an instant, she was pushed under her like this...like a little beast that was seduced by him and teased wantonly.

  She has always been disliked to be disadvantaged, and gradually stretched her limbs, her small appearance is indescribably enchanting...

Two little hands hooked Zhan Muqian's neck, warm lips clinging to his ears, exhaling like blue, "Uncle, what do you call it, so shy, I'm still a baby, I won't, you teach me ..."

The expression on Zhan Mu Qianjun's face was serious, but his pupils twitched fiercely.

   He listened to the faint sound outside the door and the wall, and suddenly stretched out to the girl’s small buttocks——

   While rubbing, he chuckled in a low voice: "You are so bad, do you still need me to teach?"

  The silent night, the empty room, between each other’s sultry breaths——

  The deep, magnetic voice of the head of war is almost exploding.

  Mianmian scolded him shamelessly.

  She rolled her eyes in dissatisfaction, and her hand pulled his big hand with difficulty, trying to strip his claws away from her little ass——

  Zhan Mu Qian smiled evilly and slapped her hip...

  Mianmian's face is red, and she yells in her throat: "Oh, it hurts, uncle, don't hit people!"

  "Um...uncle, be lighter..."

   "Ah, no..."

   "嘤嘤嘤...Uncle Zhan, you are great!"

  ……

  The fine breathing and footsteps outside the door quickly dissipated.

  Zhan Muqian's face slowed down.

  The little thing that clung to his chest and screamed but didn't hear any movement from beginning to end.

  Feeling him relaxed.

  She smiled, lying on her back and rolling on the big bed.

   "Uncle, why is there someone in your family listening to the corner, don't you doubt my relationship with you..."

   "What do you suspect?"

  Mianmian's smile is about to explode, "I doubt you are gay, I want to observe if you find me the same wife of the elders, hahahahaha!"

  Zhan Mu Qian immediately lowered his face, twisted his eyebrows, and grabbed her with a big hand, trying to beat her.

  Mianmian instinctively jumped into his arms and acted like a baby, "Don't hit me, I'm your wife, and the uncle of the chief can't beat his wife..."

  The man’s voice was dumb: "Just those words...who taught you?"