Chapter 42: Uncle Zhan, does your conscience not hurt?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Mianmian was taken aback. She pouted and twisted her face in a lovable manner. “No, that’s enough kissing. No more. My legs hurt, I want to take a break.”

Zhan Muqian held onto her slim and soft wrist tightly. He used his strength and seized the opportunity to pull her into his embrace.

“Do you think it’s enough just because you said so? Jiang Mianmian, are you using me?”

Mianmian stared at him with her bright and shiny eyes. She asked confusedly, “When did I?”

The man’s large hands silently slid up the girl’s thin and soft waist. She could feel the mild warmth on her body through her thin clothes…

Mianmian felt out of sorts, but Zhan Muqian became more intense with his actions. He lifted the hem of her cotton lounge clothes and reached in with his coarse military hand—

The girl subconsciously let out a squeal. His hand did not move anywhere. It remained on her waist.

But after being caressed a couple of times, her body became indescribably soft…

Mianmian nestled against his embrace unmovingly.

General Zhan had an ambiguous smile. He bent over and blew softly against her ear as he caressed her waist. “It seems like you quite like Qiyou. It seems like you are rather regretful… that he slept with Jiang Li?”

The little girl sitting in his embrace like a soft lump furrowed her eyebrows. “Regret? Dream on! That nephew of yours is a hypocritical slag. He is very compatible with a woman like Jiang Li. Why will I feel regretful? Only a ghost will like Zhan Qiyou!”

The man squinted his eyes and grabbed her lower jaw with his long fingers. “You don’t like him?… You kissed me right in front of him. Wasn’t it to incite him?” He sneered in a low voice.

“Of course not!” Jiang Mianmian glared as she pretended to be magnanimous, “We are husband and wife. Isn’t it normal to kiss you? Don’t mention Zhan Qiyou any longer, he annoys me the most!”

General Zhan circled her in his embrace and smiled warmly. “If that’s the case, then let’s continue kissing. Only if your attitude as you kiss me is sincere enough, then I’ll believe you. Okay?”

Mianmian was so infuriated by him that her knees began to hurt a little. She lost her patience and once again became like a fierce little leopard. She pounced on him and hugged his neck tightly—

She parted her lips and aimed at his left cheek— harshly biting him.

The female leopard’s sharp teeth left a circle of raw teeth marks on the general’s handsome face.

The man’s gaze turned colder, the atmospheric pressure dropping. He gripped her two little hands slowly and disregarded her struggles as he pressed her underneath him—

Mianmian looked at the man opening his mouth, and instinctively screamed—

“Don’t bite me! Don’t bite me! Hurt, it will hurt!”

Her begging was fruitless. The general’s lips touched her neck, kissing it and biting down on it shortly after…

…

The result of fighting back was Jiang Mianmian hugging her knees, cowered against the bed head. She panted heavily while puffing out her bun-like cheeks, her small fair hand holding onto her neck.

Zhan Muqian leisurely leaned at the side, an extremely ambiguous smile on his face for having gotten his way. There was no shred of guilt in him for bullying the little lady.

Mianmian crumpled her nose and pouted, her finger pointing at a certain part on her. “Uncle Zhan, does your conscience not hurt?”

General Zhan shrugged. “Sorry, but we military men do not need a conscience.”

“…” Mianmian looked at him unbelievably.

He actually took the bite?

Dog my cats~

“Alright, that’s enough. I am giving you five minutes to revise your syllables. Five minutes later, I am going to test you.”

“….” It was one disaster on top of another!

Mianmian took out the mathematical formula book she had copied from beneath her pillow. After staring at it for half a day, she realized that the fuzzy memory she had that day while memorizing it… had become thoroughly blurry!

Out of guilt, she did not dare to look at him. She flung the book away in despair. “I can’t memorize them. My leg hurts, and my brain has been affected by my leg. I can’t memorize anything today!”