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

  Squeaky voices like this, if you say it from any woman, it will definitely make a man annoyed by it, and it will be very disgusting.

   But Jiang Mianmian has such an ability, showing her courage and willfulness to the fullest, without any cover-ups, but it is just such an ecstasy.

  Zhan Chief loves her little charm.

  He squeezed the girl's tender chin, leaned over and took a heavy bite.

  At first, he just bit, but the soft and tender lips of the little fairy seemed to be stained with honey, and the fragrance and sweetness made him unable to remove his lips.

  From taking a bite to sucking...and then biting while sucking, wishing to swallow her wholeheartedly!

  The cotton quilt was so embarrassing that he couldn't take it anymore, so she became irritable and stretched out her hand and pushed it heavily on his waist.

   finally left his lips, Mianmian leaned his head against his waist and panted.

  It took a long time to breathe for a long time before it eased up.

  She stared angrily, "Mr. Commander-in-chief, as for me, I just made a small fight, you actually want me to die! It's cruel, okay!"

Zhan Muqian pinched her face with a smile, "You die? Don't worry, you are a vixen, and you have nine lives. No matter how you kiss you, you can't die. Even if I really want to kill you, I have to make you feel good under me. dead!"

  The man’s voice is deep and full of magnetism, and there is even a vague echo in the quiet confinement room.

  Mianmian was so scared that she covered his mouth.

  It's too exaggerated, it's actually saying such a heavy taste in such a place!

  Not to mention that the doors of the confinement room are open. Is he not afraid of being heard by the subordinates standing guard outside?

   "War chief, this is the special training military area, please restrain your desires a little bit, if you are heard by someone outside... where do you put your face?"

  The man smiled meaningfully, staring deeply at her kissed red and swollen lips, and couldn't help but peck again.

   “Don’t worry, the people at the door have been sent away by me a long time ago, lest they hear more exciting sounds, don’t you think, Mianmian?”

  Mianmian slapped his chest with a slap, "Who wants to do stimulating things with you in a place like this? I'm still here with my aunt, don't you forget?!"

   Speaking of this, Zhan Chieftain's face is not good again.

  He walked straight to the side, took a calf leather whip from the torture rack, and walked back to her with a sullen face.

   "Jiang Mianmian, why did you deliberately hide from me at noon today, and explain honestly, otherwise you will lick your ass!"

  Mianmian looked at him, knowing that he was just pretending to bluff himself, and it was impossible to do anything.

  Subconsciously, the nerves are still a bit tight, and there is an inexplicable neuralgia on the small ass.

   "I... I have a short lunch break at noon. Of course I have to take a nap. How can I train well in the afternoon if I don't take a nap?"

  The man has a calm face, his whole body is obviously full of jealousy.

  "Don’t make any excuses, please explain to me why you are so afraid of the exposure of our husband and wife relationship. Are you trying to hide someone from you? Is it because of someone in your class? Tell me the truth!"

  Mianmian almost laughed, "Are you trying to laugh at me? My class is full of girls, just a few men, and they all look... I can’t bear to look directly at me. Is my taste so bad?"

  Zhan Mu Qian looked cold, stretched out his hand and waved the small whip.

   slammed on the leg of the chair she was sitting on with a "pop".

   "Stupid things that don't worry, they know they are in trouble!"