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

  Zhan Muqian, who just wanted to pat her back smoothly, his eyes stagnated, and his palms froze in the air.

  The little thing who was still ill and miserable just now had a funny smile on his face, almost reaching out to touch Zhan Chief’s chin and teasing him.

  The man’s eyes were stained with a bit of blazing color, his slender fingers pinched the cigarette holder and took two puffs, and then he suddenly extinguished the cigarette butt.

  The little milk cat with knee pain looked at him in astonishment.

  The man’s exquisite and sculpted face suddenly approached——

  The little milk cat was suppressed by him and shook his head instinctively.

  "War, Uncle War, you..."

  In the next instant, the girl’s two small soft hands were grasped by him and pressed to the top of her head——

  Zhan Mu Qian's eyes were hot, and he grabbed her delicate chin, and kissed her eagerly and impatiently...

  The little woman under her widened her eyes, her amber eyes were shining brightly, but the Chief Zhan ignored her panic, even more domineering...

  This sudden kiss doesn't seem to be contaminated by Qinggu.

   is just a very simple kiss...

  A man kissed his coveted little girl fiercely.

  The unfamiliar feeling makes Mianmian’s brain dazed and slow to respond...

  She was choked by the cigarette, but at this moment, the smell of Zhan Muqian's mouth was even stronger, and she was finally choked and couldn't help but push him away and cough.

   "Cough cough cough! Zhan, Zhan Muqian! You are crazy, choking me to death! Mouthful smell of smoke!"

  The little milk cat has blown up her hair, coughing so that her eyes are glistening.

  Zhan Muqian held up her small face, smiling very playfully: "What's the point of indirect kissing, really...isn't it better?"

  Mianmian touched his front breast with two small hands, blushing and pushed him hard.

   "Military gangsters! Playing gangsters!"

  It’s rare for the Chief Chief to not be violent to her. Instead, he acquiesced in the usual way. He stretched out his long arms to hold her tightly in his arms, and breathed warmly on her slightly hot cheeks with thin lips:

   "Since you married me and shared my bed with me, it is my duty to be a wife every night. I only kissed you, so why did I play a hooligan?"

  The breath exhaled from his thin lips still smelled of smoke.

  But not only is it not so choking, but it also smells very good...

  The girl was pressed against her chest by him, her lips and teeth filled with the aftertaste of tobacco with his body temperature.

  She looked at this man who was her legal husband, and she was suddenly at a loss.

   "Uncle Chief...Do you really want me to be your wife?"

  Zhan Mu Qian frowned obviously displeased: "Military marriage, do you want to regret it?"

  Mianmian looked at the way he pulled his face down, and was shocked secretly, and waved his hand quickly, "No, I just... I just suddenly felt unbelievable, I was married..."

  The head stretches his lips, and the gentle sneer is fascinating to all sentient beings.

   Kneading her small and cute earlobes with her big palms, gently blowing in: "Who told you to eat too much things you shouldn't eat, you can't hold yourself."

  When I haven’t done something, I don’t think it’s a big deal, but only after I have done it, I realized that I was so ashamed.

  This is not chic and domineering at all, but...shy and embarrassed.

  The little woman muttered, "But... But did you kiss me that night? Why, why I really don’t remember..."

  Her annoyed and regretful look fell in the line of sight of the war chief, and she just smiled.

  He kissed her soft earlobe with a smile but a smile: "Hey, don't worry, when your knee injury is healed, uncle will take you to relive your old dream..."