Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

The trees were ashamed and blushed, resting quietly on Yunting's chest, tired and happy.

Yunting stretched out her hand and wrapped a thick nightgown around the trees, carrying her half of her body out of her nest and leaning against his shoulder.

“I'm sleepy, I'm not coming.” The woods sound weak and a little dull, fighting not to crawl out of the nest.

It was, like, a little too loud.

Wood felt Yunting's laughing eyes and couldn't help but stick his fist to his chest.

The trees have a little strength, if you don't need a shady trick, how can you hammer the clouds?

“Be good, get up and lean on it for a while, I'll cut you a pear. I opened the Midnight Life Theatre and we watched it together. ”

“Hmm? Ghost movies?” Woodwood is Lin daring, not only scared of the ghost film, but also looking forward to it spiritually.

She had just told Yunting about the Midnight Life Theatre, and the trees were a little moved.

Seeing it in the cinema is more atmospheric, but in the middle of the night, it's dark and cold, and there's no better home in the cinema.

There is also a warm duvet nest in the house.

Woods don't want to do anything, just lean on the mattress.

Yunting quickly, that is, for a minute, took the pear and knife to the bedside and turned the TV on with the remote.

The trees are quite comfortable, just leaning back and waiting to watch TV.

“Midnight Life Channel.” A few words stunned the trees.

“Is there really this channel?” The confused trees, too, are a little sober. Something's wrong.

But Yunting Pear was so handsome, the trees were diverted, and Baba looked at Yunting, and the pear in his hand was like a ball, brushing off a layer of coat under the blade.

“Okay, pussycat.” Yunting quickly peeled the pear, and he cut the pear into eight pieces with a knife, de-nuclearized, plated, toothpicked, and handed it to the trees.

Wood hasn't returned to God yet, this guy is a little too fast. Just like magic, it turns a yellow-skinned pear into a few white teeth.

Cloud Ting looked at the trees and stuck a pear in her mouth. The trees were sweet and gave Cloud Ting a satisfying smile.

It's just a cloudy look. Why is it so weird?

Watching him quickly climb into bed and get into the nest, tap on the Midnight Life Channel again, and find a TV show to start playing.

Wood was looking forward to her midnight ghost movie, and a little excited, her eyes staring blinkingly.

When the trees looked back, she was a little stunned when she saw the men and women on the screen who were doing French hot mouths and helping each other undress.

The heat in the room rose somehow as the two men fell apart into two big white fish entangled.

Wood and wood slammed on the arms of the clouds:

“It's not a ghost movie, you're lying to me! I don't want to see this! ”

She said not to look at it?

They bought a large screen hanging LCD TV in their bedroom, the advantage is that it's very comfortable to watch on the bed, and the damage is obvious, the screen is big, the image is too good, the eyes are all open!

Besides, these films not only have images, they also have the sound of soul erosion.

Even though the trees closed their eyes and a burst of heavy panting, the women's feminine and professional screaming of the boat, it was still in her ears.

Especially when Yunting badly shouted at the trees, the trees turned their heads and looked at Yunting, and he hooked his body and stared at the images in the bedside television.

The two people on TV have reached the white-hot stage and the images are even better.