Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

The trees were too lazy to push him away to start sleeping.

Just for the next moment, like the rhythm of the storm, she couldn't help but hum.

Do you want to sleep?

Unless he drains all his strength.

This bastard has too much strength, too good body toughness, no need for pity, and can adapt to this kind of cloud rage.

Afterwards, the wooden clothes were too lazy to be worn, and they died embracing the protest for life:

“Why am I so stupid to send myself to you to eat? I knew I wouldn't come to Cloud Province. ”

At this time, Yunting will suddenly discuss business with the trees using the distraction method:

“The old man gets off tonight's plane in the middle of the night, and then their company has an office in Yun province, and will drive him here, presumably by noon tomorrow.

You've only got one morning. Can you write enough plans? ”

“Ah, the plan? What the hell is that? ”

This method really worked. When I mentioned the plan, the trees forgot what they had just eaten and eaten and begged for forgiveness, and turned to her specialties.

Yunting smiled and said seriously to the trees:

“Gu Qi is a very principled man. The business of the company is demanding, and if you want to impress him with opening a branch, you have to write a formal plan. ”

“What's the plan supposed to say? ”

“So, tomorrow morning I'll send you the format of the proposal, and you don't have to write anything that's fake, and you can write down what you're going to do, how you're going to do it, and where the market is going to sell it.

The most important thing after that is that the budgets and expected returns must be detailed and, frankly, how much money can be earned. ”

In Yunting's words, there is a bottom in the heart of the trees.

Tell the boss how much you can earn by investing!

To make a statement, it's hard not to dump the trees.

The difficulty is, she doesn't have the data. No data. What's the report? Market research or something, she didn't do it.

“Come on, my palace is going to get up. Don't stop me. I'm going to try the specialty myself.” The trees exaggerated and drilled out of the nest, pulling the pajamas next to them.

Too bad. How could Yunting let her?

Young, white, peanut-like little guy. Want to get dressed?

“You've eaten a lot today, you know it's too late.

We can talk about the rest tomorrow morning. Remember not to finish. Save some for the old lady. ”

“Humph!” Wood ignored him.

He won't give her any clothes anyway. He won't wear them!

She was really sleepy and fell asleep with a quilt.

When the trees just fell asleep, it felt as if someone was holding her, not annoying, and comfortable.

Her head subconsciously arched into Yunting's arms and vaguely said:

“Yunting, do you think we've known each other for the last lifetime? ”

Cloud Ting looked at the person in her arms, watching her face blush, eyes closed in peace, long eyelashes swept and lightly trembled, red lips consciously closed.

“Yunting, I'll tell you a secret.” The trees suddenly laughed and their hands were not always drawn on the backs of the clouds.

There's nobody left to sleep with!

Yunting silently listened to this guy, talking to herself in her dreams, waiting for her to say the second half.

Too bad, he seems to be asleep, so he won't say anything!

What a grinding leprechaun.

Most importantly, she didn't hang a silk inch, she didn't even wear panties, she just covered a quilt.