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

  Mianmian's body shook, her little hand gripped the window edge, and she glanced at the scenery outside the window eagerly...

   She lowered her head and looked down. She was a little shorter, and she was afraid that she would be fine. She broke her leg, which was so shameless.

  Looking at the black-bellied old fox not far away, Jiang Mianmian was angry and aggrieved, slowly bending his knees, squatting down, hugging his knees, and shrank in the corner of the window sill.

  Since marrying this old fox, she has been eaten to death.

  I have to listen to him everything, and he is controlled by him all day long.

  Even the president doesn’t care about her...

  The more she thinks about it, the more angry she becomes.

  What kind of thing is Zhan Muqian, not to mention...he doesn't like her, so why bother! !

  The girl hugged her knees and curled up by the window.

  The man hurried forward, opened his arms and hugged her.

  Mianmian struggled feebly, her face wrinkled like a steamed bun, and every cell in her body was filled with resistance factors.

   "If you dare to hit me, try, you will die if you dare to hit Xiaoye..."

  Zhan Muqian laughed and laughed, hugged her and walked directly to the edge of the sofa, throwing people into the soft sofa with carelessness.

  Mianmian scrambled to the ground and straightened up, staring at him stiffly.

  The man frowned, and her patience, which was not a lot of it, was almost exhausted by her.

  He rubbed her head a little rudely, ruining her brocade-soft hair into a mess.

   "I don't want to study, right? What do you plan to do for the college entrance examination?"

Jiang Mianmian lowered his head, "I couldn't pass the test at first, so there are only two months left. Let my dad go through the back door. I'm also the daughter of the President, although... although whether it's a biological one has yet to be verified. , But even for the sake of face, Mr. Jiang Xun will not let me go to school..."

  Zhan Chief's pupils twitched fiercely-staring at the little thing in front of him incomprehensibly.

  Now that the children can go to heaven one by one? !

  Walk through the back door to say so bluntly, no wonder everyone says that Jiang Mianmian and Gong Qiao are the worst boys in Jincheng.

  He strained his face and asked her word by word: "Jiang Mianmian, you are not motivated at all, walk through the back door? Who taught you this, say!"

Mianmian rolled her beautiful eyes, "I need someone to teach you? I am not self-motivated, Lord Chief, when you marry me, you should investigate it clearly. Not only is Jiang Mianmian not self-motivated, I even have a face. No, there are just a few well-known universities in Jincheng, which one I like, just tell my dad to get it, ghosts have to learn every day, do you know what I hate the most since I was a child is learning!"

Before the girl's voice fell, Zhan Muqian was so angry that she almost slapped her and slapped her.

  However, the little girl chattered endlessly, her small face was white, and her pink lips were closed together.

  He married the little lady who came in...

   was born so delicate and beautiful, but it was too much to clean up.

  However, Zhan Muqian knew very well that he could not teach Jiang Mianmian the same way as his subordinates.

  Such an arrogant little woman should press on the bed, tidy her up, and then converge.

  The man has a sullen face.

  Mianmian could not think of what kind of picture was emerging in the head of the head uncle, who looked serious and abstinent.

Just listen to him solemnly said: "You'd better accept this idea. Since you have entered my door, your Excellency will not be able to control you from now on, Jiang Mianmian, you are now under my control from head to toe. Review well and pass the exam. It’s okay if it’s a bit lower. If you can’t even pass the pitch line, you’re ready to join the army, and I’ll personally train you in the future.”