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

  Mianmian knows how many shoes he has.

  Almost every pair of shoes is only worn once or twice, and wherever they go, there is no trace of dust.

  The presidential office building is also covered with clean and tidy carpets everywhere.

  So his leather shoes are not dirty, but perhaps cleaner than ordinary clothes.

  But at this moment, he seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

  Cocked her long legs, playing with her chin with the slightly pointed head of the leather shoes.

   Even so, Mianmian still feels very ashamed.

  She tolerated silently.

  But the ups and downs of guilty conscience are still difficult to calm down.

  She slowly closed her eyes.

  Force yourself to get used to this feeling.

   calmed down for half a minute before opening his eyes.

  However, no matter how hard it is to bear in his heart, Mianmian knows that this kind of taste is easier to bear than losing his father.

  No matter what you might endure now.

  It's better than losing dad.

  She doesn’t know whether this mentality is good or bad.

  But she really has no second choice.

  ……

  Zhan Muqian still looked at her with a non-smiling smile, playing with her chin like the tip of the shoe teasingly.

  Until her delicate little face lost its **** inch by inch.

  He said impatiently, "Talk to me, what can I do?"

  Mianmian bit his lip, and finally he retracted his foot and put his legs flat on the ground.

Mianmian took a deep breath, "Can you let go of my dad, if it's just because I offend you, you can humiliate me and torture me, but my dad can't bear it, I heard he will be sent to T The international felon prison in the city, such repeated tossing, he may really be dead, I know I am ignorant, always upset you accidentally, I will change it in the future, and I will try my best to satisfy you ..."

"I admit that I was wrong about the ligation. I was too reckless. I didn't discuss it with you beforehand. I knew I was wrong. After a while, if the doctor allows me, I'm willing to go for a reversing operation. There is no way to change it for the time being, I just beg you to let him go, please..."

  Zhan Mu Qian was silent for a long time.

  Cotton cotton waits pleasingly with low eyebrows.

  But after waiting and waiting, he couldn't wait for a response.

  Wait until she is almost desperate.

  Your Excellency President finally opened the honorable Chrysostom.

   "Oh, just for this little thing?"

  Cotton-cotton chest suffocated, tingling.

  The thing that almost killed her was nothing but a trivial matter in Zhan Muqian's mouth.

  Changed to do a few months ago.

  She couldn't imagine how.

  The man who promised to shelter her from the wind and rain.

   Now even though she is on her knees, she has no dignity.

   begged in a low voice.

  He can still laugh indifferently.

  There is no temperature at all.

  ……

  If you give her a chance to come back.

  She met Zhan Muqian.

  Be sure to take a detour and stay away.

  The farther the better.

  ……

   "Since your Excellency said it is a trivial matter, then it should be discussed, right?"

  Zhan Mu Qian leaned over slightly, patted her face with a big hand.

   "Yes. Don’t you want me to be satisfied? How do you make me satisfied?"

  Mianmian looked at his evil face with a smile.

  I really can’t think of other possibilities.

  Perhaps he just wanted to say what he said last night...

   She bit her lower lip, her voice was vain, "As you asked last night, I can..."

  The man frowned under her hopeful gaze, and said with disdain, "Oh, but I don't want you to serve me with this little mouth now."

   "...then what do you want?"

  Zhan Mu Qianshun opened the drawer on one side and took out a pair of leather handcuffs.

   "Let’s have fun?"