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

Chapter 1542: Old bastard! It's so painful! You abused me,

Miaoyu was beaten and hugged by him, muttering in his small mouth, "Bad, old antique, I haven't played enough yet..."

Zhan Muqian frowned fiercely when he heard the strong drunkenness all over her.

He carried her into the hallway, and then directly carried her upstairs to the room.

On the way, I did not forget to order the servant to cook sober soup.

Although Miaoyu couldn't straighten her body, she was dizzy.

But I took a nap on the road just now, and now my brain is a little awake.

I finally remembered that I was forcibly taken away by the driver's uncle when I was halfway through the game and was about to transfer with my friends.

So angry, I don’t want to keep laughing.

Zhan Mu Qian ignored her for a while.

Miaoyu finally raised his hand and slammed his arm with a thin white index finger.

"Old bastard, why don't you let me have fun? You will leave halfway through the game, and you will have no friends, okay, old bastard, didn't I tell you not to wait for me to sleep first? I haven't had enough fun yet... …"

Zhan Mu Qian has been busy for a long time today, and talked with the doctor again in the afternoon.

After chatting, she was in a bad mood. When she came home, she waited until late in the evening.

He has been holding back his temper, and has almost never been angry with Miaoyu.

But it's really a little stretched right now.

He has been restrained for a long time.

The string is getting longer and longer.

is too tight, it will break off after all.

Hold Miaoyu back to the room.

He just kicked and closed the door.

The little thing in his arms thrashed with excitement.

She said that she couldn't get Zhan Muqian's response, so she became unhappy and kicked her legs irritably.

chattering in her little mouth, "Second Uncle is an old bastard, bullying, and giving no freedom at all..."

Zhan Mu Qian was furious with her.

A raging fire rose in the stomach.

He scolded with a straight face, "You haven't had enough fun after drinking yourself like this, how do you want to play, and prepare to drink yourself alcohol intoxicated to be enjoyable?!"

Although Jiang Miaoyu was drunk, she could still hear the man scolding herself.

She frowned displeasedly and replied cleverly, "You just drank yourself into alcoholism, snake disease, what do you care about so much, I can take care of my own affairs, and you are not my father. So lenient, you let me go, put me down, hate you..."

If it was a weekday, if she tossed like this, Zhan Muqian would probably endure it.

But today is probably stimulated by the possibility that she might fall in love.

He thought over and over again, if she really got involved with a little boy.

What should he do.

Can he accept it.

I'm afraid that the boy will be castrated.

Or simply lock her up in the room and prevent her from going out to attract bees and butterflies.

But he was afraid that this little thing would be stimulated again...

He struggled repeatedly for a long time.

I thought about that scene many times.

Finally, the mind of the brain told him.

It is impossible for him to accept this little thing with another person.