Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

Why is the flute solo turned into a song? Now nobody's interested in knowing that they only care about the song. The piano plays super well and the song sings beautifully.

Unlike his own cold and serious temperament, Yunting's piano is very focused and quiet when he plays the piano, like a graceful dusty prince, quietly talking about his heart with the piano.

Wood's voice is clean and clear, and there is a kind of dust-free purity. Most importantly, there are emotional traces in this song that she likes, and she sings with some unmade emotions, even better than some star singers.

Their compatibility with sound and sound is perfect for ultimate quiet and beautiful enjoyment, and the whole subconscious is quiet.

It wasn't until the end of the song that the tidal applause began.

It's the trees singing in front of the stage, but very few people see the clouds playing the piano in the lounge.

Seeing how popular the trees are, Xinlan Su's teeth itched.

An Xiaoqin was right next to Su Xinlan. He said sarcastically: “Someone can't steal a chicken without eating rice. I hear the flute sounds like a kite. If the woods were to blow the flute, someone wouldn't be crushed so badly. ”

“Hmm! I hope you have your luck tomorrow.” Xinlan Su didn't even want to attend the bonfire party. She turned around and left. Behind her, there was a strong voice from the trees:

“Rest assured, my luck has been online, and today training is not less than seven rings. ”

Su Xinlan's face was even more ugly. The same level of shooting was hanging from the trees. She did have to accept it. After all, Yun Ruoxian is right. That tree is a little bitch who is correcting love. With her strength, she has to say luck.

Afterwards, the bonfire party shows, the trees didn't see much, because she was called away by the chief!

Yunting drove a military jeep and took her to deliver lamb to Grandpa Guo.

“You fresh lamb, feed it to the dog?” The trees are insoluble.

“Go and you'll see.” Yunting patted her brainy melon.

Yunting remembered him and made Grandpa Guo happy, moving out of the big oven and the old wine in the altar.

Turns out Yunting is going to barbecue the meat himself.

The trees grabbed a lamb chop with their classmates before. It's not over yet. Now they're staring at the whole sheep. The three of them must be enough to eat!

“Little cat!” Yunting knocked on the forehead of the tree helplessly: “It's going to be a while. ”

“Oh, I'm not looking at the barbecue, I'm looking at you. Men who cook are the most handsome.” Trees and trees flatter themselves.

“Huh. Watch as much as you like.” Yunting still enjoys such praise knowing that the trees are food.

The eyes of Nai Ho Lin are simply on the flesh, not on his clouds. Emotion his English in the woods is not as good as a piece of lamb ~

“There are two more roasted chickens and peanuts in the car, go get them.” Yunting ordered, and the trees flew fast.

Luckily, the trees are a polite child, eat the property and then explode the table, or remember to divide the chicken to Grandpa Guo first.

“Don't rush it, get it in the fire and heat it up.” Cloud Ting Reminder.

“Nothing, it's not that hot right now, just the mouth.” The trees have no resistance to the practice of calling flower chicken soufflé.

Her meatless food is simply irresistible to anything.