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

   Aunt Qiao almost exclaimed.

  The Lord, who didn’t use the habit of supper, was still thinking about Mianmian, for fear that she was hungry, so he personally asked her for a bowl of porridge and sent it upstairs...

  It turned out to be that, Aunt Qiao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

  Just now, while she was cooking porridge, she was constantly worrying about how to avoid the countless surveillance cameras at the corner of the stairs upstairs and downstairs of the presidential palace to send this bowl of porridge to his wife.

  It seems that she doesn’t need to bother now. Your Excellency has already done it yourself.

   However, after another thought, there was such a big conflict between the two talents yesterday, and now there is another Jiang Ranran who is flying into trouble.

  The relationship between the couple may not get better for a while.

  Maybe there will be a quarrel at this moment, making everyone in the house uneasy.

  However, Aunt Qiao thought about Mr. Zhan's tall and stalwart body just now, and cautiously went upstairs holding a tray, and then tiptoed into his wife's room.

  Because of Jiang Ranran's appearance, she was almost hopeless for their husband and wife relationship.

   But at this moment, seeing Mr. Zhan behaving like this behind the others, it suddenly dawned on him.

  That Jiang Ranran, no matter what it was...anyway, Mr. Zhan deliberately made it out to make his wife jealous.

  After all, the wife did the ligation without authorization, which is a big deal.

  The husband never said that he agreed to a divorce, and he never heard that he wanted to marry another.

  It can be seen that there is only cotton from beginning to end.

  After all, he has passed his life, and it is natural to want a child.

The act of Mrs.    ran to the hospital privately for ligation, which was indeed a bit hurtful.

  It’s no wonder that Mr. Zhan was so short of breath that he even moved his hands.

  ……

  Aunt Qiao looked at the closed door upstairs and made up her mind secretly.

  It doesn't matter if they are noisy or noisy or get louder tonight.

  Don’t even intervene in vain.

  This young couple...they still have to reconcile themselves.

  Aunt Qiao only knows that she sees Mr. Zhan with her own eyes and she only sees Mianmian in her heart.

  She can be regarded as watching her husband grow up to this age, and she knows his temperament.

  He was moved, because he would never change easily.

  No matter how quarrelsome the two couples are, as long as their hearts remain unchanged, there will be a day of reunion in the end.

  Aunt Qiao stared at the closed door, her heart settled down.

  …………

  Mianmian hasn't fallen asleep, and she feels nauseous from time to time.

  She ran to the bathroom and tried to throw up once, but she couldn't throw up anything.

  She didn't dare to take medicine, so she wanted to wait for the digestion and digestion before going to bed, anyway it was not too late.

  Unexpectedly, Zhan Muqian would suddenly open the door in the middle of the night.

  She was playing a yoga video, and she subconsciously reached out to turn it off, and put her iPad close and put it behind her pillow.

  She has clear eyes, obviously staring at the tall man in front of her defensively.

  Ghost knows what he wants to do when he enters the room in the middle of the night...

  ……

  Since he came in, her series of defensive and resistive little moves naturally couldn't escape his eyes.

  His mood that was otherwise acceptable fell to the bottom in an instant.

  He was thinking that she would definitely have nothing to eat in the evening, and maybe it didn’t taste good at noon, so he asked Aunt Qiao for a bowl of porridge and sent it to her in person.

  He pressed his thin lips tightly, and his expression was gloomy, "I have thought about how I have thought about it, how can I say it after I think it over?"

Mianmian said with a calm face, "Thinking about it? If you mean today, I don't think I need to tell you what I do. If it means yesterday, my uterus is in charge. It's that simple. I have nothing to do. Words can be said."