My Husband Pretended to Be a Military Prostitute, but He Didn't Know That the General Was My Dog-Licking Apprentice.

I willingly married a poor scholar and washed my hands and made soup for him for five years, but he changed hands and sold me into a military prostitute. In front of the military camp, I was guarding the remaining wrappings and crying heartbreakingly: "I can serve you in whatever way I want, but don't throw me into the military camp!" Because I was afraid of death, and even more afraid of meeting that young general. Just because five years ago, when my devilish licker was ruthlessly abandoned by me, I said, If you rape me, I will be severely tied up and bullied to death, and you will never let me go. I heard that he is now a young general in the military camp! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.