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

  "..." Chi Yu stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, deeply feeling that this woman had a lot of taste after pregnancy, and even the scale of her speech changed.

  His eyes were deep, staring at the girl's cried eyes.

  Qiqi was stared very closely by him, and her heart was a little confused, not understanding what he was thinking.

  After a while, Chi Yu suddenly reached out and hooked her soft little chin, "Little guy, why do you compare yourself to Song Yunyu? Song Yunyu is just a child."

  "……"

  He spoke openly, Qiqi should have been relaxed.

   But her face became tighter invisibly, "Song Yunhua... is a child. She is also in the first year of high school. Is she much younger than me?"

  Chi Yu frowned, seeming to think about it for a while, “Seventeen, she’s smart, she skipped grades, and went to college before she was an adult.”

  The little pregnant woman wrinkled her nose, and suddenly whispered, "It's amazing, she will skip grades, she looks pretty, no wonder my uncle likes her so much..."

  Chi Yu paused in his heart and frowned fiercely. He seemed to suddenly understand what this little thing was awkward tonight.

   But he was not quite sure, so he squinted his eyes and asked, "I like her? Where do you see that I like her?"

  Qiqi looked at him and found that he had been looking at herself with scrutiny.

  It seemed that she suddenly understood that she was caught by Chi Yu's words.

Her eyes flickered and she lowered her head in a panic, "I...I just talked casually. She looks like a typical lady, even Mianmian can talk to her. Who doesn't like such a beautiful and well-behaved girl. What?"

  Chi Yu did not say a word.

  The atmosphere in the bedroom suddenly condensed.

   Qiqi's heart seemed to have soft hairs scratching, and it was uncomfortable to scratch the heart.

  Just when she thought that Chi Yu did not intend to continue this topic, he suddenly laughed, and his face was full of laughter.

   "...What are you laughing at?" She stared at him puzzled.

  Chi Yu squinted his eyes, laughing and feeling exploded.

   "Qiqi, you are jealous, you eat Song Yunhua's vinegar? A girl with no hair growing up, what do you do with her vinegar?"

   Qiqi seems to be pierced by someone's heart suddenly, and her cheeks are dyed blush.

  She shook her head heavily, and categorically denied, "How is it possible, why should I be jealous, you bullshit!"

  Chi Yu opened his arms and hugged her, no matter how she struggled, he firmly circled her in his arms.

"You're jealous! Seventy-seven, you just talk about being upright, saying that you don't like it, but you love me to your bones... Just like in bed, you always cry and cry and say no, but you get wet faster than anyone else. Actually, I can’t think about it... Good, what else to pretend to be with Uncle, you’ll be jealous when you’re jealous. It’s not surprising that a girl your age has some flying jealousy. You don’t like Song Yunhua, huh?"

   Qiqi was so hot that he almost exploded her cheeks!

  She pushed him vigorously, her lips rubbing her skin greedily.

  "You...you are talking nonsense, how could I not like Song Yunhua! I didn't recruit me and didn't mess with me, I just gave an example casually!"

  Chi Yu was scratched twice by her, a little bit painful.

  But he was not annoyed at all, instead he laughed more heartily.

"I admit it when I'm jealous. A girl who doesn't have the same hair. She is Song Yanzhi's sister. I have nothing to do with her. You have to eat this kind of jealousy. Seventy-seven... it's not that your uncle said you. Your eyes are small enough."

Qiqi was ridiculed by him, blushing, and roaring without thinking, "How do you know that her hair is not straight, can't you see it?!"