Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

The trees are in strange shape and are particularly affected by the weather. It was just autumn, and she was freezing into a little popsicle, and she couldn't even warm up in it.

The trees are less dressed today, don't you want to go to hidden groups to take the exam, wear more influence sports. Guxi said that the hidden group should not only have the skill in surgery, but also not be too bad.

She didn't know the hidden group didn't make it, but she came here to toss around and didn't move much.

Yunting did not ask why the trees were trees. He wrapped people in his arms with a military coat and went outside.

Unfortunately, the weather is not too cold yet. Yunting's coat is also a layer without fur and velvet. It is just sturdy, but not too thick. At best, it is out of the wind and the heating effect is not good.

Fortunately for his warmth, the trees snuck their hands into Yunting's waist and snuck in along the mouth of his shirt. Cold little hands were like a hot water bag and immediately warmed up.

Yunting = Hot water bag, equation established ~

Wood beautifully thought, well held by Yunting, led to the car and sat down.

The trees only look back. She has to move alone, not in his car!

“If you're so busy, you don't have to give me a lift. I'm so big, just take the bus home.” Wood found an excuse to push the door.

“It's okay, I'll take you back to lunch. Yanjing city has poor transportation and buses are too crowded. ”

“Squeeze hot.” Wood opens its mouth.

“Oh.” Yunting was a little helpless, staring sideways at the trees in the passenger seat: “Are you trying to get stuck between two men? You're mine, only I can squeeze. ”

Yunting said so. He reached out and pulled the trees down into his arms.

What, a good bus, so embarrassed by what he said, obviously everyone on the bus has a moral heart, deliberately crowded with women, not many people.

Cloud Ting is the standard for alarm and caution.

Wood didn't say anything about breaking him. Knowing what Yunting insisted on, he would never run away. If she gets too tangled up, she'll show up.

The trees could only rely on Yunting, leaving him to drive her home.

You have to eat lunch when the sky falls, don't you?

Yunting's car had just started, and there was a window knocking on the tree.

The trees rolled down the window with their hands. Before they could even ask each other what was going on, they saw a wrinkled face, their mouths closed and they kept whispering:

“Oops, look at you two young, daylight hugs, shameless and shameless. This is the army, not where you talk about love. You two come down here. I have to send you to the leadership and do your thinking.

Especially since your little daughter-in-law has become a sister-in-law of the army, she has to learn to dress like a leprechaun by herself. She hooks up with men all day long, and she's not ashamed?

And you. Which regiment is it? Does your captain know you drive so well? You're a poor soldier. Where'd you get that kind of money to buy a car?

It's not cheap, is it? Whose rich generation are you, I suppose? We don't like it out there in the army.

You two get out of the car and come with me for a review. ”

This finely shattered rhetoric, like reading the scriptures, is a bit overwhelming.

The trees have never been so talked about since they were little and there were no female elders.

Even if Professor Lin would occasionally say one or two words about trees, that would be worse than the old lady.