Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

Yunting assumed her position and she struck, neither stopped nor resisted.

Anyway, his skin was thick and it didn't hurt.

Besides, the trees were weak and couldn't wait to really hit him hard, that is to say, the symbolic temper rebelled a little.

Until she was thrown into the car, Yunting grabbed her a bag of potato chips and stuffed them in her hand with guilt.

The trees turned their heads and ignored him.

There's nothing wrong with Yunting for a messy little guy. Doesn't he like the woods?

So he thought, and he just yelled out at the car: "Finish the job and debrief, you guys are done, don't show my daughter-in-law's name. Comrade Qiu Jun would like to pay more tribute. ”

“Yes!”

“Yes! ”

“Chief, don't worry! Don't worry, sister-in-law ”

The remaining three Thunder Squad members are young, but disciplined as well.

They responded professionally, listening to the trees calm down and stop messing around. Qiu Jun looked at it with a glance. Brother Yun Er is his male god, his biggest ideal is to be like Yun Ting in the future, even if it can't be the same, it feels cool to be his soldier!

Qiu Jun Zhengshen was in the process of being pulled back by Yunting:

“Jun, come and drive. Back to school, you have class this afternoon. ”

“Ah, to school? Oh, is sister-in-law okay?” Qiu Jun was a little overwhelmed by God. Second Brother always loved the trees the most. Why didn't he bring them home when the trees were frightened? Why did he send them to class?

“What's wrong with me?” The trees are freaking out: “You think I'm freaking out? You scare me, I'm not scared! Wait, I'll join the Thunder Squad! ”

Wood chewed a bite of chips, and she bit them like clouds.

Cloud Tingguan is microscopic and devotes more attention to trees than others. Every little change she makes, he's in the eye.

At the beginning, Yunting was also concerned and confused, thinking that Mr. Wood was frightened.

When she said that later, and the kicking and punching, he realized that she was not scared because of herself, but worried that he was broken.

Yunting grew up so big, apart from the fact that he was a little concerned about him when he was a kid, it seems that few people have cared about him since then. Is it dangerous?

Whether it's Grandpa, parents or the sister who says he worships him the most, he seems to care only about how much he achieves and how much brilliance he brings. Few people care that he is also human and will die of injury.

Yunting simply took the trees into his arms.

Nor did the trees push him away, just biting the chips, whispering: “If you don't let me in, I won't let you sleep in bed! ”

“Huh?" That threat, Yunting just pretended to be deaf. With a little effort from the trees, he had a thousand ways to deal with her. It's not easy to sleep in bed, just serve her tired and sleepy.

The trees seemed to see a glimmer of despair in the valley's eyes, her red-headed face lowered, and she probably thought about what he might do.

The trees can only come up with a new trick: “If you don't let me in, I will sleep in the dormitory every day. Chen Fangya and the others will miss me. ”

“If you want me to go downstairs and play the piano, you can try.” The cloud-lined lips lift a beautiful curve in a smile.

Wood just turned around and saw the look on his face. Yunting's face was cold and serious. Perhaps it was because he rarely laughed. He looked like he was laughing and not laughing. I don't know how many young girls I can fall for!