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

  Mianmian looked at him as he was obviously out of control, and suddenly he was not afraid that his words would irritate him.

  Anyway, even if she doesn't speak, he looks like this.

  No matter how stable she is, she can’t get a better life.

Mianmian stared at his face, and suddenly said quietly, "You send me away, I can't resist anyway, but Zhan Muqian... Do you want to look in the mirror to see how you are out of control now? Look, are you a bit like a president?"

  He cold his face, his thin lips pressed tightly.

   "How do I become president, do I need you to teach me?"

  Cotton dropped her eyes and looked tired.

"I never let others touch me. You don't have to make the kind of speculation that comes out of obscenity. My relationship with Gong Qiao is the same as when I was a child. It has never changed. It's you. What do you do with such a big temper? Time is getting late. If you are free, why not spend more time and energy with the new favorite you just got last night, the little girl always has to coax."

  Zhan Mu Qian sat motionless on the edge of the bed.

  Looking at her expressionlessly, urging him to accompany another woman.

  The frustration in his heart has accumulated to a certain degree that is difficult to relieve.

  He wanted Jiang Ranran.

  She should be the angry person who clearly collapsed.

  Why is she still indifferent.

  It's as if she had just had the ligation operation.

  She doesn’t seem to care at all.

   And it doesn’t care that it doesn’t seem to be pretended at all.

  She really doesn’t care...

  Even if he slept with someone else, she was not at all sad.

  Even if it's just a little bit, he can't be found on her face or in her eyes.

  …………

  Zhan Mu Qian gazed at her deeply.

  It seemed that she wanted to cut her heart open.

  How did she forget so quickly?

  He didn't come out at all, but got deeper and deeper.

  After repeating again and again that she no longer likes him, and no longer compromises.

  He is still deep in the mud.

  It seems that there will never be a way to get rid of...

  He is a man, he should have been an unreasonable animal.

  Why is it sinking deeper than Jiangmianmian.

  Whenever I see the disdain in her eyes.

  He just wanted to tear her apart and ravage her.

   Let her heat up, let her feel his uncomfortable.

  However, she had no other reaction except to protect herself.

  Even Jiang Ranran... seems to be unable to stimulate her at all.

  This woman really doesn’t love him anymore.

  This conclusion makes Zhan Muqian's heart more gloomy.

  He got up from the edge of the bed.

  A sardonic smile hung on the corner of his lips.

   "Jiang Xun's daughter really has no bones. Not only is it useless, but she has also learned to accept it. If her own things are taken away by others, she can still be so calm. A woman who can do you like this is really cheap."

  Mianmian didn't look at him and didn't make a sound.

  He felt that he was still unwilling.

  He did so many things that he couldn't even imagine.

  Why is she still so cold...

  He walked towards the door and said contemptuously, “There are countless women in this world who are well-behaved, gentle and likable, and I don’t know how I was so obsessed with you before.”

  He has reached the door, but there is still silence behind him.

   just when he thought she would not speak.

  Mianmian suddenly laughed.

   "Maybe it’s not a fascination, just blindness, just like me, if I wasn’t blind, how could I ever believe you."