Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

From a far-sighted perspective, Miss An's body is uneven and even more of a fairy level. An Xiaoqin often says: Sister's most confident is not her face, but her body!

At first glance, it seems true.

Wood was about to call them back and saw Qiu Jun's nose bleed out. He hurriedly handed him a tissue wrapped in paper and asked nervously:

“Qiu Jun, are you all right? Did someone do this to you? ”

“Ah, no, sister-in-law, I'm fine. ”

“It's okay. You're bleeding out of your nose. Why don't you go to the hospital? These Sakurajima samurai know who did it. You're still too kind. Don't treat them like that next time.” The trees were angry.

“Silly daughter-in-law.” Yunting couldn't bear to reach out and pull the trees back.

“But Qiu Jun. ”

“I'm really fine.” Qiu Jun felt Anxiaoqin's gaze and his face blushed again.

“Yunting, why don't you drive? I'm afraid something happened to Qiu Jun. ”

Yunting nodded and asked: “Where do you want to go? ”

“Go back to the flower shop, there's no class this afternoon.” The trees responded, afraid that the clouds would delay her classes, and the trees added: “My books are in the flower shop, so I thought I'd study there. ”

“Shall we change places?” Xinlan Su smiled more amicably at Chun Qiu: “I went to the flower shop with Hayaki, and I could share the notes from the public class with Hayaki. ”

“Me too, me too.” Chen Fangya keeps up: “I'm going to take some pictures. ”

“Then why should I go back to school alone? A beautiful woman sitting in a flower shop is a living sign.” An Xiaoqin is also weak.

“I heard that Lin's flower shop was destroyed before. Everyone played together. I should also go help. ”

“Sister-in-law, I'm trying to protect you. ”

The end result was that everyone followed to the flower shop to help.

The third woman thought about it. In order to prevent the dog from taking a bite of food, she sat in Qiu Jun's car.

Yunting drove herself, and the trees sat in the co-pilot's seat, holding their phones and digging for mines. There was not a word to talk to Yunting. When it was just the two of them, the trees felt particularly relaxed.

As if he didn't know what was happening, Yunting just asked: “Did you go to Jinshan Temple in the morning? ”

The trees poured out like beans from beginning to end, profoundly condemning the Taoist Patriarch of the pit.

It's just the subconscious reaction of the trees, but Yunting is very satisfied.

It has been said in the psychology of crime that the best way to get a person's inner secrets is to get her into love, because love, like narcotics, is fascinating and forgets to be prepared.

The trees are now angry with him, that's the state.

This state, dissatisfied with the point in Yunting's heart, the smoke has long dissipated.

Looks like she was a little scared of him and didn't call him because she was afraid to stall him.

Wood was still very attached to him. At least he was willing to talk to him about anything in his heart and grievances and spit.

The trees chirped for half a day and suddenly the car wasn't moving. I looked up at the clouds in obscurity.

“Here we are." Yunting responded to her.

“Ah, how long has it been? ”

“Ten minutes. ”

“Why didn't you tell me to get out? ”

“Look at you say happy. ”

“ …… ”

So Yunting is a pervert, so he likes to park outside and sit in the car and chat?

Wood habitually rubbed the soft white hair on the bag and followed Yunting out of the car in vain.