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

After finally relaxing for half a minute, he asked him in a very low, thin and desperate voice, "For you...Do you really want a wife? Isn't this just a wife who can serve you and satisfy you all the time? Does the last name need a pet?"

  Zhan Mu Qian raised his eyebrows slightly, then chuckled, "Is there any difference?"

  "……"

There is no trace of blood on Mianmian's face.

  The blow that came to her at this moment was no less than that of Jiang Xun's cerebral hemorrhage!

  She looked at Zhan Muqian, and suddenly felt that she didn’t even have the strength and thought to even call him a brute or a scumbag.

  She raised her hands and pressed her two small hands firmly against his chest, trying to push him away.

  But her chaotic brain prevented her from exerting her strength.

  It was like two limp cotton **** against his chest.

  Zhan Mu Qian not only refused to stay away from her body, but also increased the strength in his hands a bit.

   even leaning down while rubbing and twisting, her thin lips slowly slipped off her delicate cheeks...

Coaxed in a very ambiguous tone, "So, do you want this shot anymore? Don't you always like to force me to tell the truth? What I say now is the truth, Mianmian, I really like it. Regardless of you, whether you have Jiang Xun or not, my feelings for me remain the same, especially your body... delicate and soft... the feeling in your body is terribly warm, and it's still tight. It really should be ecstasy. As for the word eroded, even if we separate, I will still think of you..."

  Mianmian was finally so angry that his lips were shaking, and she lifted her foot and kicked him weakly.

   only kicked his calf, then turned around and ran to pack his luggage.

  …………

  The first night the President’s wife moved into the Presidential Palace.

  Fighting to pack up and separate from Mr. President.

  This situation can be said to completely stun the people up and down the presidential palace.

  Even Aunt Qiao was shocked.

   But I couldn’t stop it.

  She couldn't help but persuade, "Madam, it's so late today, if you want to go out, at least wait for dawn..."

  "Madam, did you quarrel with your husband again? Can you calm down? When Mr. Zhan is not angry tomorrow, he will naturally come to coax you."

   "Mrs., where are you going..."

  ……

Zhan Muqian didn't know what he was doing, but suddenly appeared by the bedroom door with his hands in his trouser pockets. He chuckled and said, "Don't stop her, Miss Jiang and I have officially separated. I can’t make it up late, now I’m moving out to live her little life alone, Aunt Qiao, what are you stopping her to do, and don’t hurry up to help pack things up. If it’s too late, I’m afraid it’s even a taxi Can't stop it."

  Aunt Qiao is almost confused, not knowing how to describe the unpredictable relationship between the couple.

  ……

  Mianmian finally packed up a large box, which was filled with her clothes and a small amount of daily necessities. Whether it was brought together or not, so be it. Anyway, you can buy anything missing.

  She couldn't be in the same room with Zhan Muqian for a second!

  She walked out of the hallway without looking back.

  Zhan Mu Qian stood at the door with a smile and whispered softly, "Mianmian, I hope you don't come back too soon to beg me."

  She was so angry that she turned her head back and "poached" him, "Dream you!"

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