Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

With the two of them taking the lead, the trees stopped holding, picked a small lobster that looked big and started scraping the shell clumsily.

The trees and trees have lived in the deep mountains since they were little. I've eaten fine, tender shrimp. This big, skinny little lobster is so unfamiliar ~

And the little lobster has a big head and a thick shell. The burning method is spicy and full of red oil. It's not easy to do.

The last time the trees ate shrimp at the baked fish shop, it was regular soft shrimp. I also learned a little shrimp peeling technique from Yunting, but the hand on thick, thick shrimp seems not to be very suitable.

The trees were torn for half a day before one was peeled into the mouth and the hands were already covered in red oil.

Look around the trees, finally balanced, Chen Fangya, Liu Huan and Xiao Du Peeling are also not fast, if she is not alone, she is relieved.

Speaking of speed, the speed of Yunting and Qiu Feng was also fast. When the trees ate a small lobster, the white disk in front of Yunting had been stripped of four. Only the powdered meat did not have half a skinned little lobster. Most hateful, he only used his right hand and his left hand remained spotless.

“Want some?” There was a gentle smile on Yunting's face.

The trees hurriedly nodded their heads like chicken peckers. Of course, the speed at which she peels the shell is completely out of reach of her eating speed!

The trees are more than nods, their hands have reached out very consciously.

Who knew Yunting's arm was strong and held her hand gently, adding: “It sounds good. ”

“Ah? You?" Woodwood looked at Yunting in a humble manner. Where is he so flirtatious, with a delightful smile on his mouth: “You're handsome. ”

Yunting's hands are as precise as mechanics, but he can open a tree at the same time: “What are you calling me? ”

“Cloud Ting? ”

Cloud Ting stopped squeaking and didn't loosen her arms, so she pressed the hands of the trees to prevent her from eating.

Can't you call him Cloud Ting? What a slut!

The trees' eyes turned and screamed probiously: "Chief? ”

It's tighter.

Brother Qiu can't stand it any longer. Why can't you use emotional intelligence for such a smart and lively girl?

“Call your husband and make sure Second Gordon peels you shrimp.” Qiu Feng couldn't help but remind.

“Husband?” The trees screamed.

Yunting's hands were loose and even the plates moved to the trees.

“That simple?” The trees are a little incredible.

“Don't?” Yunting's lips flashed slightly, and he took the plate back at will.

Wood finally returned to God and cleverly grabbed the shelless shrimp meat with his hands before Yunting took the plate away.

She had just stripped the lobster with her hands, and now she continues to grab it with her hands. There is nothing wrong with it. There are not so many ladies in the woods.

Perhaps watching the trees eat too high, Du and Chen Fangya and Liu Huan also abandoned their insistence and tried to strip the little lobster.

It seems the only gentleman left is Qiu Feng.

“Not eating?" Yunting raised his eyes and looked at Qiu Feng, who was sitting on his right hand side, and handed him a few very small lobsters.

“Ah? Thank you, Second Brother.” That emotion in Qiu Feng's heart is good for him.

“Now that you're free, help me peel some lobsters. ”

“ …… ”

Qiu Feng knew that he was an illusion. Yes, an illusion! His second brother was only good to wood alone.

“Thank you, Brother Qiu.” The trees gave him a brilliant smile.