Chapter 276

As soon as the war chief said

The servants looked at them through the eyes of pink stars.

Mian Mian sat opposite him, his eyes wide and round. He lifted his feet and kicked him heavily.

Servants all lowered their heads and began to work on their own affairs.

Zhan Muqian conveniently filled her with a bowl of sweet porridge and asked frankly, "Why are you kicking me?"

The cotton padded bowl is stirred with a spoon, and its mouth is tooted high.

She gritted her teeth and complained: "do you mean it? I'm afraid they don't know I don't know what you just did to me in the building, did you? "

Zhan Muqian's face is light. He has no heart. Instead, he uses the night by himself.

For a while, he looked at her with a smile like a smile, and joked: "I didn't do anything on purpose. The sheets are wet. If you don't change the bed clean, how are you going to sleep tonight? Or do you want to go to the master bedroom with me? "

Mianmian's little face is burning red, and the excited little face looks like a ripe tomato.

Her mind is full of memories of just now

As long as she remembers how wet the bed sheets are, she would like to die of shame and indignation and fight for humility!

She squeezed a sentence from her lips: "the devil wants to sleep with you!"

Spin even if the small head down, eat porridge silently

Zhan Muqian used his chopsticks very quickly. After using them, he put them down and sat at the table quietly watching Jiang Mianmian eat.

Mian Mian was a little upset when he stared at him. He soon put up his chopsticks and whispered, "I'm full. I'm sleeping in the building."

She was just about to get up, but she was firmly held in the chair by a pair of big hands.

Zhan Muqian gently pulled up her petite body, and immediately occupied her seat, holding her in his lap.

He picked up the chopsticks and fed them to her lips. "Eat more, be nice, open your mouth."

Cotton can't beat him. He opens his mouth and feeds him a few.

Soon she couldn't stand it. She rebelled and said, "I don't want to eat any more. Zhan Muqian, I'm not a child. Don't feed me!"

Zhan Muqian was not upset, but looked at her with a light smile. "He said he was not a child. He was good-natured and could not stir up a child's temper, but what was the child?"

Mian Mian was so angry that she reached out and poked at the man's chest: "war chief, if you really treat me as a child Would you still do that to me? Who can be full of evil thoughts to the child's brain? Will your conscience not hurt? "

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Mian Mian is full of accusations.

But only she understood that she was not really angry and humble.

It's because Because of some other little ideas.

The man's face pulled down a little bit as expected. He still held her in his arms and asked gently, "I'm so angry and don't like to be intimate with you, eh?"

How could she answer such a shameful question.

Cotton cheek is still hot, small mouth tightly pursed refused to speak.

Zhan Muqian's long fingers hooked her chin, and his tone was cold: "are you resisting intimacy or me? Little thing, don't you have frigidity? "

Mian Mian's eyes were wide with amazement, and he was very anxious and angry. He raised his fist to greet him in his chest

The man grabs her little paw and smoothes it like a hairy cat

"I'm joking. If it's not cold, it's cold How can I get half a sheet wet? "