Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

When everything was calm, the trees did not fall asleep.

Her body was tired and she couldn't lift it at all.

But she was in good spirits, watching her with her eyes wide open, holding her tight in her arms, but not as much as a man who put his weight on her.

He had a keen spirit and was watching her all the time.

And the trees lifted their eyes, and beheld the eagle, who was furious with the clouds.

His eyes, always on her.

Such a temper, calm and horrible, but also heartbreaking to her.

As soon as I thought that I had just been eaten and wiped dry by him, the trees were angry and I reached out to push Yunting away.

She didn't push it okay, she pushed it, his weight was all down.

Wood is already weak body, this time really no longer half strength, biased women's body soft, seemed to coincide with the man's natural, so heavy a person pressed down, no crushing.

The trees whitened a glimpse of the cloud.

The corner of Yunting's lips raised a smile and told Mr. Wood seriously: “You deserve a reward for your great work this time. ”

“What reward?” As soon as I opened my mouth, the trees were eager to swallow their words back.

She was stupid enough to discuss the issue with Yunting. Of course, he was serious about his people. But to her...

Unexpected by the trees, Yunting answered: "Reward a handsome man to serve you. ”

“Where's the handsome guy?” Woody winks and winks.

Anyone who knew that Yunting was upset by her, opened his mouth and bit it off.

“Mmm-hmm...”

Wood was kissed again by him and pushed him unwillingly.

Whoever knows her little moves can only be an encouragement and a request to him.

“Come on, let your husband love you.” The voice of Yunting stained the valley of meaning. Glamorously low and as thick as wine.

One room is blossoming and one room is spring.

Flying red and muddy.

After the rain cleared, the trees really didn't have the strength to talk anymore. Tired and happy.

Wood's voice is a little mute, and I can't even speak now.

Her world was small and completely covered by him.

What she wanted to do was simply give herself entirely to him and be loved by him.

The trees closed their eyes and stretched out their arms, clutching their cloudy shoulders and quietly collapsing.

Instead of pressing her, Yunting fell asleep beside her and his powerful arms held the little man in his arms, leaving her lying on his chest.

Time, quiet.

The trees were really sleepy and he fell asleep holding him.

Yunting's body has been trained for many years. In the words of the elderly, it is sunny, so that on a cool autumn night, holding this hot body works better than a hot water bag.

At first, the trees were still a bit stubborn, holding him quietly. When she fell asleep, she hung herself all over him like a wooden bear.

Until midnight, when the trees woke up, he moved them into the bathroom.

The warm showers in the bathroom are comfortable for you and the original trees won't wake up.

But there was a man who couldn't hold her. He actually took her under the shower in the bathroom.

When he entered her body, the trees suddenly woke up, like a drowning man, subconsciously grabbing everything he could.

As a result, the trees held him tight, leaving him with her little ass, walking and moving. Bring out a couple of nights with a passage.