Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

“Uncle Dog!” Lady Liu's eyes lit up.

“Uncle Dog is what you say, Ottoman?” Chen Fangya whispered to Lin Wood.

“No, I didn't know he was coming back. Ottoman is so much better than he is, you guys wait for the show. Lady, tell Uncle Dog to leave him alone. These dogs can stay! ”

With these dogs, the trees are much less expensive, and the process of watching the play can be a little more relaxing.

“Are you all right?” Uncle Dog pushed himself in the wheelchair.

“It's okay. I was thinking about bringing you breakfast. It's getting a little cold.” Liu Huanyuan saw Uncle Dog, like a changed person, busy going back to the house to get the insulated bucket.

The insulated rice bucket is a three-tiered type, with a soup or dish at the bottom, one in the middle, rice at the top, and the whole cover can be kept warm for a while.

Lady Liu has quite a few buckets of this stuff, the bottom is soup rice cake, a mixed dish in the middle, and the top is white cake.

These are Joe Hui's breakfast. They haven't finished yet. Liu Huan packed one.

At that time, Qiao Hui thought that Liu Huan kept it for the next day. In order to prevent Liu Huan's embarrassment, he also praised Liu Huan's lifestyle, and diligence and economy were good character.

When Liu Yuan packed her breakfast, the trees felt her expression was somewhat unknowingly sweet and her face was still smiling unconsciously.

Now look at the look on her face, and the dog's uncle eating unrestrained, how do you think both of them are in love!

Woodwood and Chen Fangya and An Xiaoqin passed each other a distinct divine color.

Liu Huan's face was thin, and they were too ashamed to break it.

Uncle Dog was called because of the thickness of the fuss and the fact that he had a daughter. In fact, he was less than 30 years old, 10 years apart from Lady Liu.

Uncle Dog hasn't finished his food and there's a lot of noise out there.

“Him! That's him! Master, you have to give me a decision. ”

Suddenly a terrible cry broke the silence around.

Seeing two women walking towards the fat man, the trees lit up in front of him. The one she's been waiting for, she's here!

Xuan Jing and Liu Xi! Especially Xuan Jing, who wore a robe today.

Xuan Jing heard Liu Xi's scream and immediately started to do it. She really had a traditional handful of dust and yellow paper symbols in her hand.

This outfit, many on the streets, is regarded as a liar of fortune.

Xuan Jing doesn't care what others think. He flies out with a couple of charms and then stains his own blood on the dust. The fat man is like a sucker, rolling in a pile of charms, and soon his mouth and nose start to bleed, and his condition is terrible.

“Come on!” Chen Fangya boldly praised the trees: “You really work, your uncle? That's awesome! Introduction.”

“Well, she hates me. ”

Chen Fangya threw up her tongue and didn't dare to go on. That's the black guy from the woods, dare to use the other side as a gun.

The so-called outdoors look lively and the indoorstep.

Everyone thinks this old Taoist aunt is playing a new trick, this fat guy is a part of the show, just a few sheets of yellow paper, can play a face of blood? What about the three-year-old? There are a lot of special effects in the Taoist way on TV, you don't give them, they're not professional at all!

In the eyes of Lin Mu and Chen Fangya, Xuan Jing played a real kung fu, she used a very powerful method of formation, which will condense the brazen people in the formation “to hell”.

It's okay to have a little nerve. I'm scared.

This sumo has the audacity to resist, which is to beat himself, and eventually become weaker and weaker, and maybe die.