Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

“Oh." Yunting laughed. Turns out the little girl was still thinking about joining the squad.

“Our team doesn't charge women. ”

“Why don't you take a woman? You guys are sexist! Don't get married if you can!” Wood and wood did not hit a spot, but no longer disputed the clouds, and the sneaky eyes rolled around, silently striking a small Abacus.

Yunting looked at her small face and laughed. She simply reached out and pulled her hand into her arms. She talked to the trees for a long time:

“I'm their captain, and when I'm on a mission, all decisions are up to me, and I can't be affected in any way.

You're my soft rib, and with you, I'm afraid I'll take more care of it, that I'm not determined to make the best decision. ”

“So you just look down on me and think I can't do it!” The trees whispered in disgust, but did not reject the broad shoulders of the clouds.

It's warm and comfortable, not white!

……

Waiting for those people to tow Inoue Noko away, a lively break-up field, and the trees left their little mouths open: "Are you in love with your admirers? ”

“Mmm.”

Yunting nodded a serious nod.

Wood has a choking feeling of depression!

She's obviously kidding, making the pussy know he won't like and pity the wild.

But he's, um!

Mmm-hmm!

Well, what do you mean?

Wood and wood drums look at Yunting. If you don't give me an explanation, I don't want to sleep in the bed tonight.

“Aren't my admirers from the woods?” Yunting smiled a little bit, and the trees were getting angry with the little nose:

“I don't care about you. Who else? If you don't believe me, I can only express my feelings with action. ”

Yunting said, "Pull the trees into your arms and jump off the roof."

So high on the roof, he hugs a guy and he just jumps down? He thinks he's an airman?

Wood nervously hugged Yunting's neck, but Yunting pushed the door open with a little urgency, hugging people into the bedroom, placing the trees on the couch, and approaching herself.

Looking closer and closer to Yunting's face, the trees panicked and subconsciously reached out and pushed him.

But her movements are an encouragement to Yunting.

The closer she pushes, the closer he gets.

The air between them also burns.

“You said you wouldn't let me sleep in bed? Hmm?” Looking at the frightened trees like kittens, Yunting was in a good mood.

“So we're on the couch. ”

“Chief, I was wrong! You slept in bed!” Wood hastily admitted the mistake. At this time, can she be stronger than Yunting?

At a time like this, be upright in your mistakes!

“Call me what?” When the clouds darkened, she called him chief too?

“Honey, I was wrong ~ ~” The sound of the trees was soft, soft and begging for forgiveness.

Yunting simply rolled people together and rolled them into bed together.

Hey!

Wood thinks he dug a big hole this time and buried himself.

A man and a woman, legal couple, night, bed.

It doesn't seem like anything's wrong.

The trees closed their eyes and let him float and sink with her, knocking her out of a continuous wave.

The wind rises and the clouds move.

The whole world is quiet, with only the rhythm of entry and exit, and her delicate subconscious voice, interwoven into a symphony here in the small heavens and earth.

When a fireworks flash is released, their world returns to calm.