Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

The trees just feel like the sky is spinning, and their bodies are soft, and they can't produce half the strength anymore.

Even her mind, suddenly replaced by a strange feeling of numbness, like electric shock, brought her into a strange swirl. Whatever. Whatever.

The tree closed its eyes and the long lashes gently brushed over the cloudy face, tickling his heart more and more.

Her cooperation was the greatest recognition and encouragement to him. The frost on Yunting's face finally melted. Instead, it was so thick that it could not be dissolved. It all melted in her mouth and communicated with her constantly through her lips and teeth.

The trolley had driven to the entrance of the courtyard, but Du quietly did not make a warning or stop, but continued to drive around the courtyard of the courtyard, then slowly and smoothly drove back, so that the circle was slowly and smoothly surrounded.

The temperature in the car is rising indescribably. The whole world of trees became a little soft, a little dizzy, and a wave of strange feelings invaded her, depriving her of all control.

The lip fraction, the trees could no longer control the restlessness that had been pressed against the heart of the lungs, spraying a bite of blood.

Blood on the green shirt of the Cloud Ting Army, like a flower of demonic rage.

“Little wood, little wood. ”

Yunting hurried to pick up the trees.

Unfortunately, the trees have fainted and the pale colour of the paper is terrifying.

It was just a breath of blood, but it seemed to take all her life.

Little Doo hastily stopped the car. Without waiting for him to park the car properly, he had pushed out the door and got out of the car with the trees.

Lin Lao Dao said that the trees are of exceptional physique and cannot go to the hospital casually, because they cannot be drawn, operated on, or bled casually, otherwise there will be a risk of life.

If the trees could not bleed according to the Daoist of the Spirit, he was with her yesterday, didn't he already hurt her?

No wonder he was already very pitiful of Xieyuan, very restrained in asking her for her number and strength, with the body of the trees should not have been something, but less than the average woman, he actually slept until noon and was still ill.

Oh, shit.

Yunting shook his head, and it was his negligence that put the trees in danger. I knew she was so weak, I shouldn't have taken her out.

He shouldn't have believed in food! With the delicious in mind, the trees wouldn't say anything about her not feeling well at all. If he remembered earlier, he wouldn't have.

If he hadn't concentrated on Sun Xiaomei's clue, he would have gone to her sooner rather than hurt her again.

Then he kissed her forcibly, causing all her injuries to recur.

He clearly wanted to protect her, but found that he didn't know her at all.

He used to only know that she was different from ordinary people, but he didn't know where she was, even the little thing that she couldn't bleed casually.

And that bright red blossom on the cloud-tinged shirt, it also gradually changed to rich green in the sun, with a fragrant reminiscence.

This smell is somewhat similar to the powder given to him by the trees, but the aroma is much richer.

He finally understood that five years ago, he saved Dao Ling, the old Taoist, who had no doubt been shot in the heart, but did not die. Instead, he was ill with wood for a while.

He also lamented that Hua Xia inherited the immortality of Dasheng, and that Dao Dao Ming was a well-deserved Tao Gao man. Now he wants to come, not some immortality, but the trees sacrificed themselves to save her master.