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

  Last time in Zhan Muqian’s private house, Jiang Mianmian didn’t seem to be such a mistress.

Ruan Qingtong did not refuse, but responded with a respectful attitude.

  The head chief stared at Jiang Mianmian's face calmly.

  She has a calm complexion, and she appears to be much more docile and docile than usual.

  Zhan Chief laughed secretly in his heart.

  This funny little awkwardness, the more turbulent the heart, the calmer and gentle the face.

  Stupid is a bit stupid, but it's pretty capable.

  He hugged Chenchen and slowly squatted down, placing this cute little meat ball on the ground and standing firmly.

  Chenchen's white and clean face is full of children's reluctance.

  His chubby hand pulled Zhan Muqian's trouser legs, "Godfather..."

  Zhan Muqian hooked his lips, "Godfather has something to do, come back to play with you at night."

  Chenchen wanted to stick to him, but she was still afraid and didn't dare to entangle him, her little face was full of frustration.

Mianmian leaned over and hugged the child, and coaxed with a smile: "Little bad guy, you said you missed me all the time last night. Didn't you come here to play with me? If your godfather is gone, you won't open smoke. Now, what should I do, you don’t like me at all!"

  The kid Ruan Jingchen was flattered and held Mianmian’s neck, "Woo...Chenchen likes you, sister, Chenchen really likes you..."

Ruan Qingtong smiled softly on the side, walked slowly to Jiang Mianmian, reached out to support Chenchen's little butt, and said politely: "Chenchen, you are not behaved, why do boys like to act like a baby so much? Point from my sister, you are very heavy, sister will be very hard."

  Jiang Mianmian is an eighteen-year-old girl after all, with a slender body, it is indeed difficult to hold a four-year-old boy.

  But she hugged her very firmly, and she was determined not to fall to Chenchen.

  Mianmian smiled and said: "It's okay, Chenchen is very light, I can hold it."

  ……

  The driver at the hallway has come to urge it. It seems that the chief is indeed in a hurry.

  He curled his fingers and tapped Mianmian’s forehead: “I’m leaving now. You have lunch together. You and Chenchen have fun, don’t take him to do anything dangerous.”

  Mianmian doesn't like his attitude of treating himself like a child, and can't help but frown.

   pursed his mouth and pushed his hand away: "I know, it's really long-winded, I'm not a kid!"

  ……

  Chenchen jumped out of Mianmian's arms, and his eyes were attracted by the delicate pastries prepared early in the morning on the coffee table.

   Ruan Qingtong accompanied him, and Mianmian followed Zhan Muqian to send him out.

  Walk to the front of the bulletproof car.

  Mianmian glanced at this posture, and said suspiciously: "Today is the weekend, Mr. Chief seems to be doing something big?"

  Zhan Muqian did not answer her, but instead squeezed her face: "It's hot, aren't you afraid of getting tanned? Go back quickly. What are you doing with you?"

  The driver is still sitting in the driver's seat with a tight heart.

  Jiang Mianmian, however, opened his arms around his sturdy waist in a vacant manner.

   Winked at him without anyone else, and smiled like a wicked little fox.

  It is rare for her to take the initiative, Zhan Muqian lowered her head and pecked her pink lips.

  Mianmian squinted her eyes, smiling more and more wanton.

  Zhan Mu Qian didn't miss the eyes not far from the entrance, nor was it that he didn't miss Jiang Mianmian's triumphant silly look.

  If she really has a tail, she must be up and swaying from side to side at this time.

Regardless of the hot weather, Mianmian wrapped his arms around his waist. Don’t say so deeply: “You’re going to leave like this, really don’t worry, you are not afraid that I will fight Miss Ruan... Strictly speaking, it’s a rival in love. Yeah!"