Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

Yunting also received a call from his superior during dessert.

Ning Heyuan's plan over there has been initially completed, and the superior leadership did not ask Yunting why, just gave him some orders.

“Yes, but I'm on sick leave now, and I have five days left.” A soldier's duty is obedience, yes, but holidays are inalienable!

This time he risked his life to do something, another five days off, that's not too much.

His time was saved by the trees, and if the trees were not saved by blood, he might have to lie in bed for half a month, a month or even a year, perhaps for the rest of his life.

He's resting five days with the trees, that's not too much!

And he's resting. Why don't you try another job? This time, the trees were completely involved.

“You are caught up in this, and you will never be able to live a normal life again, and you will never divorce me, because if you do, your life will be in danger.” Looking at the beautiful trees fighting the ice cream, Yunting said it honestly.

“Well, how long can a man live in his life? When I'm tired of living with you, I don't think an old Zhuhuang will get married. I was afraid you'd dislike me.

You see, I can eat so much, maybe one day I'll double my weight and double my width. ”

“No, why don't you all be my daughter-in-law? ”

“Would you do the same to your daughter-in-law if she wasn't me, but someone else?” Nor do trees know why they ask such a fucked up question, as if the little woman in happiness is susceptible to loss.

Yunting was good to her, making the trees feel a little unreal.

She used to think the clouds were good to her, but she didn't notice.

But in this life, she found that Yunting was better for her than in the last.

If so, who doesn't want to live long?

“No if.” Yunting's answer is firm: “You are the only woman I want to marry, and you will be the only one. ”

“Why, what good am I? Can't I change it?” Wood playfully joked, sweetly continuing to eat her ice cream and softening her heart to ice cream.

Cloud Ting looks at these trees, some of them blind, the little woman moisturized by love, will emit a more beautiful light. Isn't it proud that he made his woman more beautiful?

I just saw the trees holding a small spoon with their left hand, and Yunting felt a little guilty, because the right hand of the trees, he tore the whole night to ruin it...

Though it's not a serious injury, just two days.

But it also struck an alarm bell for Yunting. Wood is a little girl. How can she be like a rough, fat, fat man like him? Next time, be careful.

But if it was there, it seemed fine. Yunting's eyes fell on the woods, a little hot.

The trees stopped talking, lowered their heads and ate her ice cream quietly.

Wood was eating a small bite, half a bite, and for a while, Yunting suddenly grabbed her spoon.

The trees looked at the clouds with some grief, and their eyes filled with condemnation.

No one eats ice cream!

Eat half and rob!

Then the next step is to take the ice cream in front of the wooden table and dig it in with a spoon.

Snatch food?

“Open your mouth.” Yunting looked at the trees with a laugh.

He had long arms and it wouldn't bother him to feed her into his mouth.