Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

“Yunting ~ ~" The face of the trees was unnamed hot and softer.

He kissed her this time, and she remembered the dream under the camphor tree, the fire in the dream, the burning kiss.

Every time I think of that image, she would move, and she would leave her shyness behind, accompanied by his offender, and she would have a cat-like cry.

“What a leprechaun.” Yunting helplessly drew her hand back, her eyes bloody, and she looked at the girl in her arms blushing with emotion.

I can't help it. I really want to eat her.

He grabbed the wooden hand and put it somewhere in him.

Through the pants, the trees had already felt stiff and hot, shy enough to stop.

“Take it easy. I'll give it back to you. ”

“Shit, you're in a hurry!” When the trees were angry, they couldn't care less to be shy, and reached out to poke Yunting.

“Don't move. Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't help myself.” Yunting dragged the trees into her arms to prevent her from torturing again.

The trees don't dare to move, even if no one is in the wilderness, what if someone walks by? How embarrassing.

As a punishment for the turmoil, Yunting kissed her closely again. She kissed the trees all the time. Her face was red, her legs were soft, her mouth gasped and she only stopped.

But the trees are so soft now, especially the legs, that there is no way to walk properly.

She felt embarrassed again and simply squatted to the ground to cheat.

“Can't walk anymore?” Yunting squatted in front of the woods with a laugh and revealed his back to her: “Come up. ”

The trees looked at Yunting's wide back and climbed up smoothly, embracing Yunting's neck.

Yunting held her legs in his arms to prevent people from falling and whispered to the trees:

“If you want to do anything, just let it go, there's no money for me, no one for me. ”

“Yunting, you give me the shares, what do you do? ”

“Didn't you promise to raise me?” Director Lin? ”

“Humph, look at your performance. ”

“Yes, go back at night and do your job. ”

Can we have a nice chat?

Wood found her talking to Yunting, as if talking, so she could talk crooked.

And then when they got home, the two people who had already started the firewood fire, they didn't have to hesitate to do anything, and then they were on their way to the unfinished business.

The trees deliberately pressed their voices, trying not to let their voices overflow.

Yunting loved the sound of the trees on the bed during the weekdays. Her voice was fine and her emotional voice was particularly nice, so she pressed the sound, which made him a little uncomfortable.

“It's okay, call it out.” He whispered in her ear mesmerizing.

“Mmm! ~ ~ No. Ah, no. Sound insulation in your house is not good. If it's too loud, you'll hear it upstairs and downstairs. ”

“That's someone else's house, and my bedroom specializes in soundproofing for you. ”

“What do you mean for me? ”

“just to give you peace of mind.” Yunting's voice seduced her low.

In that case, there is no need for trees to pretend to be serious in front of Yunting. They are a legitimate couple anyway!

Afterwards, the sound is soft and sometimes high, sounding the entire bedroom.

He made her a soft movement that lasted forever.

Wood felt his voice going mute and kicked his leg to protest: "You bastard, how come it's not over? I quit. I'm sleepy. I'm going to bed. ”

“Okay, you sleep. ”