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

  Mianmian's eyes widened when he was on board, and he was shocked and angry, so angry that his arms trembled.

  She shook off the sponge vigorously, biting her lip, and squeezed out a word in spite of his arrogance and majesty, "Zhan Muqian, don't deceive others too much!"

  The man who leaned in the bathtub for massaging but didn't know where he was getting angry was even more angry than her.

   Seeing that she was about to climb outside, he simply pressed her waist and dragged her into the bathtub. The cotton was soaked in an instant, and it was so embarrassing that it was difficult to look directly at her.

  ……

  If you change to the past, Mianmian would have been unable to bear to fight him a long time ago.

   But everything is different now, she doesn't dare to act recklessly by her own temperament.

   Even if the humiliation is to the extreme, you can't vent your emotions.

  She also counted on Zhan Muqian willing to give her a little, and at least let Jiang Xun survive this difficult period.

  She didn't dare to annoy Zhan Muqian. In case, like the last time, he got off the pass, Jincheng and Jincheng, there was actually no hospital willing to accept Jiang Xun, a plant patient.

  In a continuous afternoon, I dialed dozens of calls, but I was beaten again and again, and received cold reception again and again.

  My heart was cold, and she was forced from hopeful to complete despair. She really didn’t want to bear that feeling again.

  Too desperate.

  People are not afraid of suffering, but they are afraid of being overwhelmed by the feeling of despair, and there is no light in front of them.

  ……

  Because she did not dare to offend him, Mianmian was so humiliated, she just yelled angrily.

  Zhan Muqian stretched out his arms to wrap around her soft waist, and another big wet hand squeezed her chin wantonly.

He squinted his eyes, his face was contemptuous, and his tone was even more satirical, "Have you forgotten who you are now? What are you still holding in front of me? I am your golden master, so be a little bit in front of me. You can make money only when you have a little wave. What kind of energy is reserved, huh?"

  Mianmian bit her lip and argued in a low voice, "I'm not holding it, nor holding it. I just don't want to cooperate with your bad taste, I don't want to touch..."

  Her resistance seems to have repeatedly added fuel to the fire.

  Your Excellency, the President, with a cold face and extremely strong force, unresistingly grabbed her hand and pressed it under him——

"Doesn’t I be dirty? Jiang Mianmian, I don’t want to understand what you are so expensive and don’t want to touch. How many times have I been in your body? You still dislike me? It seems I really spoiled you. , I’m used to your body stinks, and I’m not accustomed to you since today. Wash me clean with my mouth. Don’t even want to take a penny from me if it’s not clean."

  Mianmian's delicate small chin was suddenly loosened by him, and then he was patted on the face with his hand.

  The sound is crisp, and the humiliation is obvious.

  It took her a long while to figure out the meaning of what he said just now.

  It took several times before I was convinced that he really made such an excessive request.

  This kind of thing, if it weren't for a couple whose love is extremely gluey, who would be willing to do this kind of service.

  Mianmian tried jokingly in the first half but was stopped by him.

  She had never done it before, but now Zhan Muqian made such a terrible request.

  The girl was wet and awkward, knelt down and sat in the bathtub for a long time with her fists in her hands.

   Gradually, the circles under her eyes were a little red, and she really couldn't overcome the psychological barrier.

  A villain who made her father unable to move while lying in a hospital bed, but she wanted to serve him with her mouth...

  She can’t do it anyway.