The trees had dinner, but after an intense battle, they were hungry again.

On the barbecue stall, it's popular as the spinal meat, chicken wings, chicken legs, chicken chops, lamb skewers, shiitake mushrooms, etc., each one is small, but with lots of chili and other spices, it tastes great.

Especially when it's crowded, it feels more like eating together.

The trees are focused on eating chicken wings. What a mess. They have to be pressed back in front of the food!

Until then, a generous hand rests on the wooden shoulder.

The trees turned back and looked at the owner of that hand.

She couldn't help but blink and took a closer look. Fearing was her illusion.

How could it be Yunting?

What's he doing here?

“Little fool.” Yunting gently bounced the wooden door.

Wood unconsciously covered his head with his hands and looked at him in protest.

Yunting helplessly grabbed the paper towel, smashed down the wooden hand and wiped her forehead.

The trees then reacted sensibly. Her hand grabbed the roasted chicken wings and touched her forehead oily, so she dipped her head.

Why are you so stupid?

No, she doesn't usually do that, that's what happens when she sees the clouds.

“It's all you.” The trees whispered and continued to eat her food.

Without eating, Yunting focused on helping the trees grab barbecue and paper towels, watching her eat very unimaginably.

Wood and trees have had dinner, but at night the war was so hungry that they could eat some extra meals.

“What are you doing here?” The trees wiped their hands with paper towels, held a glass of fresh squeezed corn juice, crooked their heads and asked Yun Ting.

The corners of Yunting's lips were slightly flashed, and his little things really didn't change his taste.

“Thanks to the lack of clouds this time, otherwise we can't even jump into the Yellow River and wash it. On behalf of the sisters of the dormitory, here's to you!” An Xiaoqin picks up the beer and toasts Yun Ting.

Yunting raised his hand to the corn juice of the trees, and then handed it to the trees: "Mine is yours. ”

The wooden face revealed a slight smile and the pear swirled with a light smile, making it look real and natural.

Yunting suddenly arrived to entertain herself. She grabbed the corn juice cup that had just been dropped from the trees and drank it with her.

“Very sweet. ”

It's sweet on the cup, leaving her smell.

……

After the evening snack, Qiu Jun sent An Xiaoqin and Chen Fangya home. Liu Yuan went to the store herself.

With Yunting, the trees are nowhere to go.

Yunting didn't drive over, so it wasn't far from where they lived. The two walked together to eat and walk back in the night.

It was a quiet road for both of us.

Yunting's breath was clearly beside her, and the trees were a little unknown.

We'll be home in 10 minutes. We have their room and Big Red Happy. It's so late.

In Yunting's character, I'm afraid I'll have to eat and eat her again.

With this in mind, the trees climbed a layer of redness on their faces.

Though they are married, Yunting's physical spirit is particularly good, which is different from that of ordinary people. It is not enough for him to torment the woods.

And once he tore it up, the trees wouldn't sleep.

Parenthesis tree body is good, quite tolerant, just lack of energy, several times she was sleepy first, but her body responded to him instinctively.

“Think about what?” Yunting felt the trees stop talking and laughingly held her hand.