Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

Still not allowed? Is that useless?

All right, don't blame me for scaling up!

In the heart of the trees, I put up a big trick and I was scared! How shameless a man is, how strong he can be!

“Husband ~ ~ Don't say no ~” The trees really turned on the delicate mode this time, with their faces hanging on Yunting's shoulders.

As Yunting turned her head, she kissed her way up.

Yunting really can't say it this time.

Because the trees had gone first, she was actively kissing Yunting, making Yunting unable to speak.

Wooden wood is rarely proactive during weekdays, rarely so proactive, although with a bit of caution, Yunting still does not relentlessly follow, pack people up and carry them, and go to the bedroom.

The kiss ranged from trees to clouds.

In the end, the trees felt warm and soft, as confused as medicine, and were thrown into bed.

All she remembered was that he asked her, "Auntie gone? ”

She actually answered honestly, "Hmm. ”

After that, it deserved to be swept away by the storm. The battle could only be spared.

Afterwards, the trees blushed, holding the quilt powerlessly, and the voice softly and softly followed Yunting's theory:

“I just asked you, you didn't say you couldn't, you just promised me you'd hang up? ”

It's all been eaten and wiped dry, and I'm still thinking about the award...

“Mm-hmm.” Yunting mumbled in a good mood, wearing a long nightgown and going to hang a medal for the trees himself.

When the award is affixed to the wallpaper, that piece cannot be torn, and will either be affixed or replaced with something else in the future.

Yunting was embarrassed to disappoint her when she saw that the trees had given their lives for the award.

“The name is beautiful there.” Wood watched with joy the first award of her life.

Yunting nodded: “I wrote it. ”

The previous intense exercise allowed him to release all his emotions. Yunting is in a good mood now. He actually made a fool of himself with the trees. He lay on the bed together and stared at the awards attached to the bed.

Fearing that the trees would get cold, Yunting pulled up the quilt and covered the two of them. The two of them looked at the awards so silly, nobody else.

When the trees reacted, they pushed the clouds away embarrassingly and held the quilt to eat some fruit.

“Yunting, the last time I was frightened by the magicians, you didn't comfort them, you still murdered them.” Wood remembered the day and stunned his mouth.

A woman is such a strange creature, you just have to offend her, you don't have to wait for autumn to figure it out with you anytime, anywhere.

Yunting felt his nose helplessly: “I was so worried about you. ”

“So you hit me? Have you ever wondered how worried I am that you left without saying a word?

Have you ever wondered how helpless I am when I'm a Taoist and can count you as a murderer?

If you don't tell me, forget it. You don't understand me.

I didn't intend to go on this mission. I wanted to reject Fang Xiaoyi. It was Master who said that the organization needed me and Yunting needed me.

Hmm... Hmm... ”

Woodwood didn't finish his speech and was violently shut up by this damned guy.

Wood got a little temperamental this time, pushed people away, and asked drummedly, “What are you doing? ”

“Didn't you ask me to make it up to you? Here you go now.” Yunting said, pulling the trees again and loving them endlessly.

This guy, once he touches the trees, he's like a fighter jet, endless, the braver the battle.

In the end, the trees failed to geograph with Yunting Zhenger. They were simply drowned in a river of endless desire.