Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

Yunting also seemed to feel that someone was watching them, no longer attached to delays, quickly starting the car, and driving home faster.

It's almost 3: 00 in the morning, from the military district hospital to their quadruple yard, at Yunting's speed, it's still a couple of minutes away.

I'm afraid you'll only have an hour to go back.

The trees were really sleepy. Leaning on the car seat, I fell asleep confused. I really slept at home.

By the time she woke up again, she had come home, and all of her people had been taken back to the bedroom by Yunting, lying in the familiar soft queen bed.

“What's the matter? Aren't we going to wait for Yun Rusheng at the hospital?” The trees are sleeping a little confused.

“Mm-hmm. Back to prep, number five. I'm leaving.” Yunting didn't dare to face the trees, wash his face in the bathroom, and answer the trees by the way.

“Number five? So you have three days left?” The woods shouted and woke up even sleeping. Chasing him to the bathroom, he stared at Yunting:

“Are you leaving? Why didn't you say so? Where are you going this time? How long? ”

“Might go a year.” The corner of Yunting's lips pulled up a little helpless and wiped his face with a towel: “This time it's a tough place to go, I won't take you there, you study well at school. ”

“So I'm what they call a sister-in-law, a widow after a candle in a cave?” The trees whitened a glance at the clouds.

Most importantly, he's leaving without telling her in advance!

Although it seems useless to say so in advance, at least it gives people a psychological preparation.

Trees fall into tangled species.

How can psychological preparation, perhaps, be just a longer worry?

The trees were silent and the towels were washed in silence.

She couldn't accept it for a moment. She got used to the cloudy days and suddenly had to split up. And it's gonna be a long year apart!

“If anything happens at home, text me and I'll get it back. By New Year's Eve, the military region will be on holiday, and I will have time to come back if I have the chance.

By May next year, there should be a military show, and we'll be back. ”

The trees remained silent, fetching hot water and washing their feet with their heads down.

Yunting also stretched two big feet into her called basin, touching her feet and washing them. The cloudy feet are a little rough, and the wooden feet, like her hands, are very soft.

He actually touched her soft little feet with a big foot and massaged her.

The trees didn't squeak, she quietly lowered her head, and now she's in a real bad mood.

She is using her residual intelligence to make herself not cry, otherwise she will appear to be ignorant.

The house was full of clouds.

“Where else do you want to go? I'll take you tomorrow. Want to climb the Wall? Want to see the ocean? Want to see the palace? ”

The trees answered him only quietly.

Yunting knew that the trees were uncomfortable, and he was also happy and worried.

Happily, this stupid little piece of wood, finally warmed up by him, knew he cared.

Worried that the trees were too young to bear well, he just slapped his ass and left, who would accompany her? Will she find another man? But if she doesn't, she won't be lonely.

Thinking about it, Yunting doesn't have a taste in her mind either.

I'm used to seeing little wooden smiles every day. I'm afraid I won't see them for months to come. I can't help it.

I got used to holding her to sleep, and he was afraid he wouldn't be able to sleep without such a small man.