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

  He pinched his chin by the cotton quilt, but his face was expressionless and there was no reaction at all.

  Zhan Muqian's fingers gradually tightened, making her feel that her jaw is almost deformed.

  He has dark eyes, staring at her, just like staring at a pet that may be out of his control at any time.

  That's why he was forced to the edge of emotional breakdown.

  He pinched the cotton quilt so much that he subconsciously reached out and grabbed his big hand, trying to tear his hand from his chin.

  He still refused to let go.

  Cotton-cotton chin hurts a bit irritably, like a cat with fried hair, scratching his hand with a thin nail several times.

  I don't know if it was scratched, but the cruelty in his eyes grew deeper and deeper.

Mianmian showed no fear at all, so she looked at him without squinting, and even blinked provocatively, "I remember, I remember all your broken rules, but so what, I Just don’t obey it. Who are you, Mr. President? Mr. President doesn’t care if I, a commoner, can go to a bar or drink a bar. I’m willing to drink. Drinking makes me happy..."

  She talked a lot with her little mouth, and Zhan Muqian didn't know if she was drunk, and she couldn't restrain her gibberish until she was drunk.

   or...

  She just mad at him on purpose!

  I'm not afraid of him at all in my heart!

  This kind of speculation made Zhan Muqian even more uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand to clamp the girl's cheeks, his expressionless and vicious face.

   "Not obedient? Are you deliberately angering me, Jiang Mianmian, have you forgotten what happened against me?"

  She was already very uncomfortable with his delicate cheeks pinched by him, but then his big hand gradually slipped...

   slid down to her waist, and then gradually fell down, pinching her hips, pinching her hard like a punishment.

  Mianmian was so painful that he wanted to breathe in, and finally couldn't bear it. Both hands waved and beat him.

"You are insane! Zhan Muqian! My mother and his mother are going to divorce you, what right do you have to control me, Zhan Muqian, don't you think you are too cheap? You made my father like that. If I do these things that you have done, including your fraudulent marriage, defrauding my father’s trust in you, and handing over my own army to you... If I explode all these sordid things you have done, your reputation will be too. It's ruined, and you will become a notorious president. Don't you care at all? Are all shameless people in the world like you?!"

  As soon as her voice fell, the atmosphere in the car was instantly suppressed to the freezing point.

  The pressure is so low that it can be suffocating at any time.

  Drinking is really courageous...

  Mianmian feels that she is not very afraid of him.

  Her big pupils are shining in the dark night, like beautiful colored glaze, which makes people's heart moving.

  It seemed that the word "divorce" in her words angered him.

  His entire handsome face is almost hideous.

  The force of pinching her cheeks also increased unconsciously.

  He seemed to suppress his temper, for fear that he would miss her and kill her.

In the end he suddenly let go, and the corners of his lips curled up with irony, "Oh, so you are still thinking about divorce, no wonder you have to have a tryst with your little bamboo horse in the bar in the middle of the night, but will you be a little bit self-willed? , Gong Qiao’s legs are all useless, you bring him to such a dirty and noisy place, are you afraid of hurting his body?

  [2 more changes, continue later, there are at least four more tonight~]