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

  Zhan Mu Qian actually couldn't figure out why he couldn't do it like this.

  You can’t bear it? Actually, it’s not a big deal to smoke her ass.

  A little bit of flesh and blood, she is not a child, she will not be unbearable.

  In the past, whether it was a man or a woman, anyone who dared to raise a fist and use force with him would have died with a single shot.

  But now he looks like a ghost...

  I don’t want to get used to her, but I can’t restrain my hands.

  As soon as his palm was hot, he somehow threw his belt on the ground.

The little thing lying on the desk was clearly in a weak position, but she smiled proudly, and her tone was full of mockery, "Oh, I really don’t want to hit me. Will Mr. President also have a guilty conscience and cause Jiang Xun’s brain hemorrhage? If he is a vegetative person, then he will abuse his daughter... I am afraid that the 18th generation of the ancestor of the Jiang family will become a ghost and haunt you!

  Zhan Muqian was provoked by her to make it hard to stern.

  Although he lost his weapon, he pressed her waist harder and suddenly leaned over to pick up the belt... and tied her hands.

  Mianmian had a bad premonition, and there was a little uneasy speculation in my heart.

  But he couldn’t help but comfort himself, he dare not, he should not dare...

   Besides, he said last time that he would never do that kind of thing again...

  ……

  Mianmian's two small hands were **** with a belt by him.

  In the next instant, she felt her standing legs were squeezed away hard by him——

  She couldn't help screaming.

  He turned out to be true, really forced her like this.

  ……

  Mianmian blushed, gasped with pain, but refused to scream, so she bit her lip, her body tense, like a frightened shrimp.

  Zhan Mu Qian was expressionless, this punishment method made him secretly relieved.

  He wanted to punish her severely again...make her remember.

  I was really reluctant to pull her skin apart.

  Anyway, she has always been so hypocritical, and for her hypocritical second-degree girl, it would be punishment and torture to fiddle with her severely.

  ……

  Mianmian did not say a word.

  This is a bit unexpected.

  He thought she would cry, at least he would yell at him.

   Wu Cheng Mian Mian bit her lip from beginning to end in order not to make any sound of shame, without making a sound.

  Zhan Mu Qian didn't dare to do too much. After all, she was fragile and had a serious illness because of Gong Qiao a while ago.

  When he thought of her torment with the high fever, he was very repulsive in his heart.

  But the punishment still has to go on. She didn't say a word, and he didn't say a word.

   Drive in silence--

  ……

  Mianmian didn’t know how long he had been tossing, but his body was stiff when he was pressed on the table, and his legs were so soft that he was almost kneeling on the ground.

  Zhan Muqian lifted her up by supporting her waist, sat in the chair, and sat on him with her in his arms.

  Although this method seems a little easier, she can comfortably lean in his arms.

  But she seemed to be more unbearable, her lips were bitten so pale and there was no blood.

  Zhan Muqian vaguely sensed her nervousness, and reached out to touch her messy curly hair.

  Her face was exposed, her eyes flushed, but there was no tear.

  He was flustered for some reason, and his movements were much lighter.

   With a reluctant compromise in her tone, she asked her dumbly, "Relax, I hurt you?"

  Mianmian don't open her face, her eyes are full of disgust, she doesn't want to look at him at all.

  Zhan Muqian naturally still remembers what she promised her last time...

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