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

  "Do you know how dirty and perverted the thoughts of some men in this world are? Can you imagine what you might experience when you fool around in such a place all day?"

  The cotton quilt smashed his head and covered his face and roared. He still didn't know what kind of temper he was making, and why he became so angry just after sleeping. He only felt that his jaw was pinched very painful...

  It’s so painful.

  Zhan Mu Qian hugged her soft waist, and asked in a fierce and stern tone, "Do you know that you are wrong? Do you know where you are wrong?!"

  Mianmian has always been the most unbearable posture of his serious preaching like an elder.

  Not to mention their current relationship, how could she still eat him?

She pursed her mouth slightly, "Where did I go wrong? War Chief, oh no, your Excellency... Even if I am wrong, it is my own pot. I pay for it myself. I am right. Where is the mistake? What does it matter? I found that you are also very strange. Why can't you let go and look forward. I don't want you anymore. Why are you pestering me endlessly?"

  She watched Zhan Muqian's face become colder, and she was a little bit proud and relieved, and she wanted to laugh out loud.

She continued word by word, "Your 50 million spent a bit of a loss. It was originally a fairy jump, just to cheat money. I want to do a big vote and save some money or something, or I will get a point. I don’t have any money, so I can’t just watch my dad being taken off the medicine. These... are all my own business. I can’t pay you back the money you spend, so you think you are unlucky.”

  Zhan Muqian was a little trembling when she was so angry.

  She really doesn’t know long memory.

  Even if she was tossed by him all night, she didn't know what she was afraid of.

  Mianmian quickly fell on his thigh with his cold face and his arms twisted.

He raised his hand and slapped her **** again, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you wrong, Jiang Mianmian, you sell your body as a profit-making tool, are you shameless? Has it?!"

  Mianmian is actually really afraid of pain, but Zhan Muqian has not never hit her. She has long been familiar with the power of spanking her with his hands.

  Although it is not painless at all, it is not the kind that is fatal.

She curled her lips and chuckled pretentiously, "I'm very shameless, but what does it have to do with you? Are you my elder? Why do you care about me? My father can't move while lying in bed. , No matter how shame I am, it is my father’s face that I lose, it’s your shit!"

  Usually she swears, Zhan Muqian wants to clean up her, but usually bears it.

  At this moment, she is unobtrusive, which is tantamount to fanning the flames.

   There was a crisp "pop", and he quickly gave it to her again.

  Mianmian couldn’t help but stretched out her hand to rub the sore spot, only to hear the man behind her growl:

  "I’m eleven years older than you. You have to call me uncle according to your seniority. Besides...Don’t you always like to call me uncle, uncle is not an elder? Uncle can’t control you anymore, eh?!"

Before the voice fell, Mianmian was beaten by him again.

  But the hand strength has become much lighter.

  She was wearing silky soft trousers, revealing mostly white skin with crimson fingerprints interlaced on it.

  His fire has not disappeared, and his mouth is still severe, but his hand strength can't get heavier.

  【7 more. The last chapter of today will add more to the baby who is rewarded 10,000 coins tonight, continue to ask for a monthly pass~]