Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

Even if Yunting's strength is better than normal, he's still a person, a normal man.

And what fell into his arms was his thoughts day and night, and he couldn't help but hold his little daughter-in-law together every day.

That's great, her face, blown across his sensitive body with camouflage pants. His body reacted immediately.

That little thing with no heart and no lungs is fine. I actually used his third leg as a mat with the same leg. My little face rested on that hard meat mat and slept tight?

Yunting is so angry and funny, I can't help her!

But who let his daughter-in-law choose his own daughter?

Yunting looked down at the sleepless trees, and the ghost kept her still, letting her sleep on her third leg.

His car sped up, but he disengaged from the road and turned to the entrance not far away.

The black AD car stopped suddenly, and the black baffle suddenly rose from each window, blocking all sights.

From the outside, the whole car looked like it was covered in a black screen, solemn and mysterious, subconsciously afraid to approach.

Good thing the residents are resting in their own homes at night, and no one's free balls hurt to see.

And under this screen, there was still a faint light in the car, illuminating this tiny but cozy little place.

Cloud Ting's eyes flashed a dangerous color, and he stretched out his powerful hand and pulled up the confused woman on her leg.

His movements seemed rude and landed on the trees, but they were gentle and calm.

You can tell if the trees are still sleeping well.

He put her head upright and stared quietly at her sleeping face, her white skin naturally warming through the pearls, like a fine work of art belonging to him alone.

He cares, he owns.

“Oh, a little interest first.” The clouds smiled softly and a hint of tenderness flashed on her lips.

The next moment, his lips persisted, such as on the calm surface of the sea, suddenly shaking a tornado, causing a wave of dazzling waves and waves.

The trees opened their eyes vaguely, their bloodthirsty pupils on the ground.

She hasn't come back yet, but his kiss is even more fierce. His hands, reaching under her spacious sweatshirt, one hand touching her smooth and delicate back, one persevering to grab the two little rabbits.

His kiss became more aggressive, as if to turn her boat upside down. Going deeper, she choked, but had a strange excitement.

Her body was like a blossoming flower, trembling in a storm. Her lips, I couldn't help but turn them on for her and make a different sound.

Her voice, obviously like a painful cry, sounded like a tangled encouragement in his ear.

Yunting refused to let her go, and he continued to kiss her like a century later. Until the wooden cheeks were red due to lack of oxygen, he let her loose.

But his hands, they're still moving.

Wood helplessly hammered Yunting's chest a few times, biting his lips without a word.

Wood was smart, but she knew she was wrong at the time, and the bastard might be able to get her here.

The car was filled with unusual heat. The air is full of burning air.

Wood's body trembled lightly because his hands were restless again!

At this time, Yun Ting stopped furiously and broke the body of the tree back to its original position, causing her to pillow on his leg.