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

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  Mianmian's heart is not unmoved.

  In addition to the little pity in my heart for Chen Chen this little bit deeper, there are also many other affections.

  She doesn’t understand Ruan Qingtong, but in terms of the degree of friendship between her and cousin Han Ting.

  If things gather together, then Ruan Qingtong must not be as gentle and gentle as it seems.

  But leaving these aside, Jiang Mianmian also knew in his heart that Ruan Qingtong’s remarks could not be nonsense, at least most of them were true.

  Because these are verifiable questions, she can ask Zhan Muqian or find someone to investigate.

  There is no impenetrable wall, she does not believe that Ruan Qingtong dares to play her as a fool.

  Mianmianmian did not change the color, looked at her seriously, and asked: "If Chenchen's father, that is, your younger brother, does not object to your relationship with Zhan Muqian, will you be together?"

Ruan Qingtong thought for a moment, and quickly replied: "Frankly speaking, I don't know. We grew up together and we know each other... If Mu Qian had the heart, maybe we would have been together long ago. In fact, we never dated formally. Mu Qian seems to be very indifferent to emotional matters, not only in the relationship between men and women, but also to his family, friends, and even Chenchen... He is not used to showing himself Emotions."

   Jiang Mianmian agrees with this.

  She knows that Zhan Muqian loves Chenchen very much, but in front of the children, he doesn't seem to be used to the mode of being particularly intimate and warm.

   Give while keeping.

   A man who is born cold and affectionate, that's probably it.

  Ruan Qingtong’s tone was very calm, as if she was comforting Mianmian, explaining the misunderstanding.

   But in the words and sentences, it appears that she and Zhan Muqian were born in the same world.

   And she Jiang Mianmian is just an outsider.

  ……

   Ruan Qingtong left after lunch, leaving Chenchen happily making noise.

  Mianmian played with him for an afternoon until Zhan Muqian came back.

  As soon as he walked into the living room, the little friend Ruan Jingchen poked his bulging buttocks to him, clinging to his godfather to hug him.

  Mianmian turned and walked in the direction of the kitchen, leaving no look at any man.

  After dinner, Mianmian went to her study and wrote a math paper. After finishing the answer, she was full of frustration and felt that there was no hope in life.

  Mathematics which scum invented this spicy chicken?

  When she was lying on the table and making emotions, the war chief pushed the door and walked in.

  He walked behind her and rubbed her head with his big hands, "Isn't it just writing a few math problems, how about this?"

Jiang Mianmian, who refused to admit defeat, bowed his head in front of the test paper.

  Mianmian straightened up, his tone was a little cold: "Where is Chenchen?"

   "Chenchen was tired from playing and fell asleep."

  The man's long figure leaned against her desk, almost sitting on her desk.

  The study is very quiet, and the distance between him and her is very close.

  Mianmian smelled a little bit of tobacco on the front of his shirt.

  Suddenly she narrowed her eyes and smiled, her little hand slowly grabbed his skirt, and leaned forward to sniff...

   "Uncle Zhan, you haven't bathed yet, it smells so bad..."

  Zhan Mu Qian twisted his eyebrows.

  Of course he hasn’t bathed yet.

  I will dine when I get home, and play with Chenchen afterwards. I haven't changed my clothes yet, so there is no time to take a shower.

  The man squinted dangerously, and sneered: "I haven't washed it yet, why, do you want to wash it for me?"

  Mianmian leaned on his chest and "guckled" for a while.

  The little hand got in from the hem of his shirt...

   readily agreed: "Okay, I'll help you wash it, but I don't know how to do it, uncle chief taught me~"