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

  This sound is clear enough.

  The shock caused everyone in the hall to be at a loss for a while, at a loss.

  Zhan Mu Qian subconsciously glanced at the palm of his hand, looking wrong.

  He has never beaten a woman...

  I have never played cotton.

  He loves her so much that she will feel uncomfortable even if she frowns, even if she accidentally bumps her skin a little bit blue, he will feel so distressed that she can't speak.

  Even when he learned that she had done the ligation without permission, he never thought about beating her.

  But she forced him.

  She was about to force him to death.

  ……

  Mianmian's body was light and light, and was slapped by this slap to the top of her body. She lay softly on the sofa, unable to straighten herself for a while.

  Her face was faintly swelling, and the tingling place gradually heated up, and then became hot.

  She felt that the skin on her face was hot.

  But I don’t know if it is because of pain or shame.

  When she finally straightened up, her eyes were still plucking him coldly.

   As if disgusted him to the extreme.

   "Why are you hitting me, Zhan Muqian, why are you hitting me?"

  The man had already regretted in his heart, but when she was questioned like this, the previous guilt emotions gradually dissipated.

   is still replaced by burning resentment.

He stared at her aloof, "As long as I am your husband and your golden lord, I feed you and support you, and you don’t even want to give birth to a child. Are you cheap? Should I fight?!"

  The cotton twitched the corners of the lips, and the pain on the cheeks did not last long, but quickly disappeared.

  The feeling left behind is just numbness and stiffness.

She stood up from the sofa and stared at him sharply, "My own body, my own womb, can't I be the master? Why should I give you a baby? You forcibly took away Jiang Xun's wealth. In the end, you still want his daughter to be a fertility tool for you, do you really think of yourself as the emperor?"

  Zhan Mu Qian was unwilling to do it, he was actually forced to step back a few steps by Mianmian.

  He was afraid that he would be irritated by her again and do something that would hurt her even more.

  Because of his own heart colic, she was so angry that she couldn't even breathe smoothly.

  He now prefers to lock her up and don't want to hear her voice, it is better that she has done such an excessive and hurtful thing and is still aggressive here.

  Mianmian was not afraid of him at all, so he approached his body more and more.

   Suddenly raised his hand, exhausted all his strength, and slapped him in reply.

   Just when Zhan Muqian was beaten to the head by her.

She smiled contemptuously and indifferently, "This is for you, Your Excellency, you are not qualified to beat me. I grew up to this age. My father raised me. My father never touched my finger. You, count as a ******, see your Excellency and raise your hand again.

  Aunt Qiao and other servants rushed forward to stop her.

  "Your Excellency, you must not make..."

  Aunt Qiao was even more anxious, "Your Excellency, my wife has just had an operation. She can't stand it anymore. Please calm down and stop beating her..."

  Even the high chief couldn't stand it and step forward to block it.

  The high chief is also confused all over his head.

  He couldn't figure out what was going on.

Before marrying his wife, Mr. Zhan was not close to women and was extremely serious.

  Since marrying this little lady, it has been a good time for both body and mind, but today...

  Today he actually saw Mr. Zhan hit her with his own eyes!