Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

Chapter 89: Making Money for Food

“Want a roast duck?” Cloud Ting knows how to shift the subject cleverly without refuting it.

“Yes, yes!” By the way, I forgot everything about the food, the trees and the trees. That's good food. It's really nice ~

“Well, pack up and go to Quande's for a roasted duck. Call your classmates by the way. If you eat so much of them, you should ask them back.” Yunting is probably the only one who would say so much to the trees.

“But I don't have the money.” The trees smiled and blinked.

“Still crying when you're stuck? Little fan.” Yunting helplessly scratched the little nose of the trees: “Don't worry, I'll treat you. ”

“So you still have money?” The trees knew to ask, but they were still upstairs and downstairs measuring the clouds: “You said you were a soldier, why so much money? Didn't you give me your pay card? ”

Yunting was amused by the way the trees were: “Who says soldiers can't have money? How can I afford a grocery daughter-in-law if I don't make money? ”

“Huh, you're the one who ate the food! ”

“Yes, I only eat you.” Yunting whispered in the ears of the trees.

Feeling the heat between his lips and teeth, the trees rushed away: "The master left me two particularly delicate basins of orchids and I had to take care of them. This little seedling cost a lot of money. ”

“Okay, I'll get you some water. ”

“Ah, no, let Xinlan Su help me.” Wherever the trees are to be watered, they are simply trying to avoid this “greedy” cloud. If she falls into his hands again, she will probably forget about the all-German roasted duck for dinner.

Wood and trees are standard foods and have always been irresistible to things that have never been eaten, novel and delicious.

She's sorry she hasn't eaten an authentic roasted duck in Yanjing for so long. How could she miss today's opportunity?

So between eating the roasted duck and being eaten by the clouds, the trees did not hesitate to choose the former ~

Wood finally found an excuse to blow the clouds: “By the way, aren't you going to see your good sister? If you don't send her away, why don't you take her with you at dinner? You still want to hug right? ”

Looking at the way the trees were jealous of the little mouth, Yunting was in a great mood. He actually nodded and opened the door.

The trees only saw the clouds outside the door like cedar soft, weak, pitiful squatting at the corner of the wall. After seeing the clouds, they held him in tears. In a posture comparable to the performance of the shadow, they cried out: “Second Brother ~”

Yunting's black face shut the door in time, blocking the eyes of the trees and gossip.

Wood forcibly shivered the goose bumps on her body, and the flowers didn't pour out. She simply hid in the corner of the wall and listened to the corner of the wall. She was not worried about the clouds. She was just curious about the clouds and cedars.

Outside a wall, quiet in the alley.

Yunting looked at the clouds and the cedars, not talking, but looking at her coldly.

But Yun Ruoxian came to his spirit and felt that his bitter meat trick worked.

After being thrown out, she suddenly figured out one thing. Since Brother Er asked for wood, it means that he is not the kind of man who is not close to a woman or has an abnormal interest.

As long as he's a normal man and he wants wood, can't he have her?

I hear there are no cats who don't steal, no men who don't steal their mouths. As long as she's gentle enough, as long as she doesn't care about anything, she'll always have hope of climbing into a cloudy bed.

I hear there are no indestructible corners, only the little three who don't try.

In the early 21st century, Xiao San 'er was still a popular word, but YunRusheng had been pointed out by the tall people. Her obsession with Yunting was even crazier enough to melt everything.