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

  He pressed her little hot cotton body and tied her up little by little.

  It’s not very tight, but it’s very skillful. No matter how much she twists, it’s impossible for her to break free with her own strength.

   Lost Mianmian saw the strawberry juice he was thinking of but couldn't reach his mouth.

  She cried loudly, desperate and miserable.

   "You lie, why are you tied to me? You don't drink strawberry juice for me, you are a bad guy! Bastard!"

  Zhan Muqian leaned over, kissing her lips and cheeks lovingly...

  "Little things, how do you iron..."

  Mianmian cried impatiently, "It's so hot, I'm dying, can you help me, save me, why do you bully me like this, I'm so uncomfortable..."

  Mianmian even her inner-clothes are torn off.

  She blushed, crying for a while, crying for a while, begging for him to save herself.

  The man’s eyes are full of love, as if she is his priceless treasure...

   But he didn't mean to loosen her tie at all.

  The rope on the cotton body is very soft, but it is very tight, every buckle is dead.

  No matter how hard she struggles, there is no way to break free.

  Zhan Muqian is like a handsome and cold prince.

  He picked up the glass bottle of juice and asked her patiently, "Mianmian, do you know who I am?"

  Mianmian rubbed uncomfortably, grumblingly.

   glanced at him blankly, and said without hesitation, "Of course I know, you are Zhan Muqian."

He smiled and twisted the lid of the glass bottle with his slender and white fingers, "Yes, I am Zhan Muqian, but besides Zhan Muqian, I am also your husband, Mianmian, my husband. , My husband will feed you strawberry juice."

  Mianmian is thirsty and almost drying out...

  She only felt a fire in her throat, which was so dry that it almost smoked...

   "Husband, give me a drink, husband..."

  Zhan Muqian finally showed a satisfied smile.

  He fed the mouth of the glass bottle to her lips, Mianmian was excited, and drank greedily...

  However, she only drank less than half of the time, and Zhan Muqian took his hand and took the bottle from her mouth.

  Mianmian whimpered, "More, I want more..."

  She wanted to reach out and grab it, but her arms and body were tied tightly with ropes, and there was no way to raise her arms.

  She wanted to hit someone irritably and couldn't help but get angry like a child.

   "Asshole, you bully, you are not my husband at all, you don't love me at all, you bully me..."

  Zhan Mu Qian's face is extremely handsome, and he smiles so softly.

  Mianmian is still stunned by his beauty even when she loses her soul...

  He took a sip of strawberry juice, leaned over to block her small mouth, and slowly entered her mouth...

  Mianmian was very eager, and the delicious and sweet strawberry juice made her more greedy.

  She didn’t want to give up any refreshing taste...

  She sucked the man’s lips vigorously and refused to let him go.

  However, there was no more sweet juice in Zhan Muqian's mouth.

  She sobbed uncomfortably.

   "I still want..."

  Zhan Muqian touched her back, seeming to comfort her, "Baby, what you want is not strawberry juice, do you know what you want, eh?"

  Mianmian's eyes widened and looked at him innocently.

  Her big eyes are red, revealing the thoughts and desires that don’t belong to her at all...

  She looks like an innocent and ignorant child.

  But the child’s eyes are like a seductive fairy...