Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

“Brother, you go with them. I'm afraid Sun Xiaomei can't be locked up in the police station.” Trees suddenly said to Lin Tianlang.

“Sun Xiaomei? Is something wrong?” Lin Tianlang didn't notice anything wrong with Sun Xiaomei, but he had a feeling a long time ago that Sun Xiaomei was probably not an ordinary person.

“With my brother's skill, I will find out if I come near her.” Wood winked playfully and was pulled into the car by the clouds.

Lin Tianlang was also curious. What did the trees discover before him? For that curiosity, since the trees didn't say anything, he discovered it for himself and had more fun.

Anyway, the safety of the sister-in-law is there, there will be no problem. If this Sun Xiaomei has some special means, he can't really sit back and let her hurt ordinary people.

The car was still Yunting's black AD, and Yunting didn't drive it himself, shouting the lively little warrior Xiaodu to drive, while Yunting himself sat in the back row with the trees.

When the trees got in the car, they obviously felt the low pressure of the clouds. He didn't speak or laugh, and his serious face was as cold as ice. The atmosphere in the car also became colder due to the low pressure of the clouds.

“Yunting.” The trees shook cloudy arms.

Yunting ignored her. Just be his ice sculptor and don't talk to her.

Wood blinked and blinked. Why don't you just lean your head against Yunting's shoulder and say, “Yunting, I feel dizzy. I feel like I'm going to die? ”

She felt his eyes finally fall on her and his hands were squeezing her chin, looking at her with cold eyes.

The tree had no name and wanted to bow his head, but he dragged her into his arms, holding her face and quietly staring at her.

It's his icy face. Why is it that the trees first felt faint? Wood knew that Yunting was angry with her and that she would not listen to her and go home.

But the trees didn't feel sorry for themselves, and he was equally angry with his little mouth. Why couldn't he understand her?

Suddenly swept into the tangled gauze on Yunting's hand, the woods and hearts softened. The man had just resisted the blade with his own hands in order to fear that she would be hurt a little.

If the gangster was only threatening with a knife, afraid to take a hard hand, and likewise afraid to take the life of a forest tree, the hand of Yunting as a wooden knife might be cut off bones.

He really gave his life to save her. Why is she angry with this ice?

But the trees won't mistake it. She has a better way to deal with Yunting.

“Yunting, people are really upset.” The trees used a great trick, the sound deliberately softened, and a bit of pity:

“The door slammed on me just now, and I was so angry, I couldn't help it now.

You, woo... ”Wood just opened his mouth and couldn't go on!

Yunting this guy, he actually kissed her right in the car. Can't you see there's another driver up ahead?

The trees were all red, reaching out to push him away.

“Next time don't bother, just kiss me.” The lips split for a moment and the clouds fell.

The corner of Yunting's lips curled to indicate that he had smiled and then leaned over again, as if to eat her in one bite and kiss her again against the slightly swollen lips of the trees.

Wood pushed him with his hand, but Yunting held her tighter and deeper, kissing deeper and deeper, afraid of a release, would lose her.