Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

Or is Yunting the first to say:

“If you're not going to confess to amnesia, you may need to give in. Don't worry, I'll sleep on the couch. ”

Yunting looked at the trees and felt that her body was obviously stiff to relaxed. She lost her mind and could only hold her pillow. She took the bed quilt from the cabinet and laid it on the couch next to her.

“Don't worry, when school starts, I'll go back to the dormitory.” The trees are also a little awkward, but I'd rather sit on the bed and wipe my hair.

“No, the food in your school kitchen is terrible. Mom is bored to be alone at home, and if you don't give her a chance to show off her cooking, she won't be happy.

Don't worry, I'm not a floating person, I won't force you. If I'm being rude to you, you throw a token at me. ”

“Oh." The trees also trusted Yunting. In previous life, they spent so many days and nights alone, and also in this room, Yunting had never been irregular to her.

If they hadn't listened to Anya Xiaoqin all the time about having children with Yunting, I'm afraid all the trees would have thought that Yunting had a problem with that, or didn't like women at all, or had no interest in her.

I don't think so. Just respect it.

Wood was suddenly a little eager to restore their memories, and she was curious to know what that passion for her was like.

Unfortunately, trees and trees have headaches when they want to, and their heads are so cold and sweaty that they feel cold all over their beds.

Why does she feel cold when the heat is so hot? It's cold to the bone marrow, it's really uncomfortable.

The trees knew it was she who touched the memory, causing some disturbance in her qi and blood. At this time, her situation could not even be helped by a doctor, and only her master, Dao Ling Ming, could save her.

But now that Dao Ling is still in Jongzhou, how is it possible to treat her?

The cold bones made the trees want to hold everything warm, but the temperature of the quilt was still a little too low for her.

At this time, something warmer seemed to have approached her and the trees subconsciously hugged her.

Lasting warmth, and a strange smell, smoothed the blood of the trees and trees, she finally slept in peace.

In this sleep, the trees and trees slept so well that they were tired on the train that they could not wait to find it.

Even when I got up early, the trees were lazy in bed and slept until around 10am.

When the trees woke up, the bed was empty and there was only one quilt and a giant bear. The tree was holding the bear unimaginably.

Big bears are stuffed bears, and there can't be too much warmth.

Wood isn't stupid. When I turned my head, I knew what happened last night.

That unique purple air comes from the east, it's not something anyone else can have, the whole of China Summer Country, just a cloud of rage.

So the warm thing she was holding at all costs last night was supposed to be the clouds!

It's not the first time I've ever hugged you!

The trees are a little broken and the jars are broken. Anyway, Yunting is up early, and she just doesn't know.

The trees woke up and washed her meals, which made her feel much more relaxed when Yunting was no longer at home.

The trees don't know how to face the clouds right now, so let's just get through this.

Joe Hui prepared the soup round in the morning, saying it was to make up for the fact that they had no good regrets on the train during the New Year's Eve festival. Joe Hui smiled again and said:

“I'm relieved to have Cloud Ting around, he will certainly take care of you. ”