Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

Joe Hui is quite good at regulating himself. At night, he cooked a table dish as usual. All the trees loved to eat, as if nothing had happened during the day.

However, during the meal, Joe Hui set the course for a few lines of wood.

“Wood, you still like the food I cook? ”

“Love it, love it!” The lion's head in the mouth of the woods is still chewing, and he answers vaguely.

“Just like it. Then I'll keep cooking for you.” Joe Hui nodded satisfied and sandwiched a shrimp in the woods.

Yunting took the initiative to clip shrimp onto his plate, quietly peel shrimp from trees and handle shrimp thread.

Qiao Hui said again: “Old people always miss youth, but unfortunately they can't find it anymore. My biggest wish now is to give it to me when you have a baby, be it a grandson or a granddaughter, and I will definitely bring you fat white. ”

Wood's face turned red to pig liver color, why is she being given a baby every day?!

Like, tracing the roots, or her own pot of wood.

Wood can't remember Yunting, but she still remembers some things clearly. She remembers that she told Joe Hui she wanted a child.

She dug the pit herself and buried it with tears, didn't she?

Fortunately, Yunting stripped shrimp and suddenly said, “It's not urgent, she's young. ”

“Yes, yes, it is Mom who is in a hurry. Mom is not old enough to wait, can wait, you can just have two good feelings, slowly, slowly, not in a hurry. ”

Why is it so ambiguous when the words come out of Joe Huigou's mouth?

Fortunately, the food is the biggest, nothing can touch the enthusiasm of the trees to eat. Especially if Yunting helps her peel shrimp and bones, the trees are happier to eat.

Joe Hui was very satisfied with the sweetness of these two bites. She had a small meal and went to clean up the house as soon as she ate something to make room for the little couple.

We haven't started school yet. Lin Tianlang took advantage of the cold vacation to communicate abroad. Professor Lin is still in Qiongzhou. It's really just the two of them in this family.

Alone with Yunting, the trees always have a feeling of notoriety.

“Are you afraid of me?” Yunting suddenly spoke.

In order to prevent psychological stress on the trees, he did not look at her, but focused on shrimp farming.

Wood loved shrimp meat, but was never good at shrimp shelling and handling shrimp threads. Yunting was happy to do this for her. He was satisfied when he saw how happy she was eating.

But now, even if he looked at her, he wouldn't dare look as bright as he used to. Each time he gave her a pinch of vegetables, he looked at them by the way.

If you stare at her, you'll scare her away.

Wood heard about Yunting's problem, subconsciously turned to look at Yunting.

Yunting wasn't looking at her. She let the mood of the trees relax for a moment, and she lost consciousness.

He was focused on shrimp peeling, his side face was serious and charming, and the trees seemed a little distracted.

Her husband, he looks really good. He's got a special face when he pulls him out!

Wait, what are you thinking?

The trees looked back, and Yunting asked her some questions. What's the problem? She was so distracted, she forgot...

“What did you say?” Trees can only ask again.

“Nothing." Yunting suddenly laughed, looking at the little confusion of the trees, it didn't look like he was afraid of him at all. If he was afraid, how could he stare at him for so long?