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

  Mianmian almost yelled, and bit her tongue...

   Annoyed, she buried her face deeper into his chest.

  ……

  The servants who were watching the night looked at each other, and couldn't help but feel a little hot.

  I vaguely remember that the wife was still quarreling with Mr. Zhan a few days ago, why suddenly tonight...

  It's so hard to separate the oil from honey?

  The relationship between the young couple is really unpredictable.

  I thought that the Cold War was going to be at least half a month, but I didn’t expect this reconciliation to be so fast.

  They all went to busy with their work one after another, holding the cotton quilt and Muqian upstairs.

  Walk on the stairs, step by step.

  Zhan Mu Qian seemed to slow down his pace deliberately.

  A total of dozens of steps, he seems to have walked for a century!

  Mianmian bit his chest, harder and harder, making his mouth sore and weak...

  He seemed to enjoy it.

  Mianmian wants to cry without tears, I am afraid that he will faint on the stairs if he goes on like this.

  ……

  Finally went upstairs to the room, he closed the door.

  Leave her without rush, graceful and contented.

  Mianmian thought that she could finally be free, when she just wanted to catch her breath.

  I saw him smiling wickedly, squinting his eyes, and pointing to the buttons of his shirt one by one.

  ……

  Mianmian's body trembled, and her legs were shaking so hard that she was almost not his own.

  She trembles instinctively while supporting the soft bed and slowly backing...

"Zhan Muqian, did you take the medicine! Isn't it enough? I'm dying, you...you, fuck, don't come near me! Are you the Teddy who took the spring medicine?! Hurry up Put on your clothes!"

  Mianmian screamed, her voice stern and helpless.

  Zhan Mu Qian pressed harder step by step, the more she showed her fearful expression, the more he satisfied his desire to conquer.

  Isn't she going to get a divorce? !

  He was reluctant to beat her, scold her and punish her.

  But he can make her speechless.

  Want to divorce? !

   Until she can't get out of bed and can't leave here.

  ……

  Mianmian’s resistance and struggle are of no avail.

  She is like the emperor-raised in the harem, the most disobedient, most rebellious, and provocative concubine.

  She is self-willed and pretentious, only she dared to run into the emperor.

  Other people are so behaved...

  The emperor really loved her the most, even if she was disobedient and sensible.

  The emperor loves her, he will tolerate her and indulge her.

  But at the same time, she is also like a bird imprisoned in a cage.

  Sora has a pair of flexible wings, but never hope to escape this place that she hates so much.

  Whenever and wherever he wants.

  She has to give it.

  Moreover, the number and time of giving is up to the emperor to decide...

  ……

  Mianmian was worse than life in the second half of the night.

  Fortunately, she drank a lot of alcohol.

  The kind of strong alcohol can numb the senses of the body to a certain extent.

  If she hadn't drank too much, she would really die under Zhan Muqian tonight.

  He tied her slender and white wrists to the bedpost with a tie.

again and again.

  Enter from behind.

  Wait when Mianmian suspects that his soul has ascended to heaven.

  Her consciousness is no longer sensitive, and her head is heavy, probably because she fainted, and then woke up...

   He only listened to the low voice of the man behind him, bewildered, and he said clearly, "Five times. Starting today, add one more rule and mention the word divorce, ten times from now on."

  【This chapter counts as Monday's first update~ I routinely ask for various tickets on Monday, continue to add changes, good night~】

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