Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

As a result, Yunting has a new plan.

In the evening of Monday, the trees were called to the hospital in town. They dialed that number using the hospital's telephone and said those words, as Granny Liu had said.

And their voices, too, were recorded by the clouds and added to the search.

The most hateful thing is, crossing the river to dismantle the bridge, let the trees help imitate the sound, rush the trees to school, don't stay in the hospital!

Can you please cooperate?!

Wood and wood dramatically left the hospital. Just two steps out, and you hear someone honking behind you.

Wood turns around and you see a motorcycle.

Primary schools go in isolation, hospitals in towns, walking from hospitals to schools, it takes more than an hour to walk.

Yunting cared about the trees or gave them to her herself.

Bad condition, not so many cars, and finding a motorcycle is great, at least faster than walking.

“Put it on.” Yunting handed a helmet to the trees.

The trees warmed their hearts, put on their helmets and sat behind them with their legs turned apart. Their bodies rested against Yun Ting's back, and their hands held Yun Ting's waist tightly.

“Buzz ~”

As the engine sounds, the motorcycle continues to accelerate and fly out like a flying machine.

“Wow, I'm gonna learn to ride a motorcycle. It's exciting.” The trees came out of the back of Yunting's head, facing the wind, and his face was still sore.

“Huh ~” Yunting couldn't help but laugh and remind the trees: “Put on your helmet. ”

“Yunting, will you take me to school tomorrow by motorcycle?” Wood has to say it louder, or the wind will blow and I'm afraid I won't hear it.

“I might consider changing my name. ”

If you change it, you'll be married anyway, call yourself your lawful husband, don't break the law, don't be ashamed!

“Honey, take me by motorcycle tomorrow. ”

“Okay.”

“Honey, make me some red meat this weekend. ”

“Okay.”

“Honey, I want to see the hospital. ”

“No!”

It turns out that shouting "husband" is not all-powerful.

Wood and wood drums were painted behind the clouds with their fingers.

“Write what?” Yunting asked curiously.

“Help you paint your avatar. ”

“...” You think I can't feel you painting turtles?!

Motorcycles are fast and windy enough to get to school.

Principal Du guarded the front door of the school, saw the trees and the clouds, and hurried over:

“Teacher Yun, Teacher Lin, you are back. ”

“Cut the crap, get to the point!” Wood saw him looking nervous and knew something had happened.

“Teacher Su, was taken away by several soldiers. Do you want to go to the barracks? ”

Wood swept him, didn't ask much, got on Yunting's motorcycle again, and the two of them slipped away.

“Hey, you're going the wrong way, they're going that way.” Behind you is the sound of the Book of Doo.

Wood ignored him, still pointing firmly to this side: "There's nothing wrong with the nose of the bun. ”

Motorcycles are fast and will reach a hillside shortly.

Wood and Cloud Ting get off and climb a little up the hill. Afraid to disturb the enemy, they set foot lightly and deliberately searched for a place full of weeds.

The buns were faster than they were, and they went up the hill.

By the time they got up to the hillside, they were really stunned by the view in front of them:

Who would have thought there was an army in camouflage in the middle of a deserted mountain? Soldiers were patrolling back and forth at the door, and small planes were parked inside.