Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

Trees don't know why they're so happy. Maybe it's because of that guy named Yunting.

When the trees are in a good mood, they speak especially to their own people.

Yunting took her to the only western restaurant in town with her hand in the woods.

In the remote and remote town of Yun Province, Western restaurants don't have much to offer, most commonly steaks, coffee and chocolate.

Yunting seemed to have ordered it beforehand. After taking this tree in, he found a quiet box by the window and someone brought them a cup of chocolate coffee and a cup of fresh squeezed juice.

Yunting doesn't like the exciting things in Western cuisine and prefers the original juice.

Wood loves it. Rich liquid chocolate and milk and sugar blocks completely hide the bitterness of coffee.

Whatever bitter coffee tastes like, the trees don't like it, so she likes this little bit of coffee with lots of desserts.

The trees held sweet coffee cups in their hands and were delighted.

The dessert itself may not be very important, but the person who took you out for dessert.

The waiter gave two more newly roasted steaks to the two of them. The cloud knife worker was very good. He brought the one in front of the trees and cut the meat into small pieces. He handed it to her before he started eating his own.

The trees feared trouble and the steak was cut with teeth, so much so that Yunting was used to helping her do it.

Wood smiled, “Wow, it's been a long time since I've had steak. Yunting, thank you. ”

The tree heart added: Yunting, thank you for inviting me to dinner on this important day.

It's a tree's birthday, but she doesn't want to break it. Speak for yourself for your birthday. It's boring.

I don't know if Yunting invited her to dinner because she remembered if it was her birthday or if it happened.

Hayaki didn't tell Yunting which birthday she was having. If he wanted to know about her birthday, it seemed like he could only see the ID number on her marriage certificate.

Him, can you watch?

I don't think people would even look at it.

But Cloud Ting is not a normal person.

But he's so busy, how can he be bored to stare at a number on a marriage certificate?

It's hard to say. Maybe he cares more about her.

Will you?

The trees eat steak with all their heart, slowing down a lot.

According to the amount of meals from fellow woods and trees, a steak is simply not enough. Wow, after the meal, there's still a little something left to eat.

Yunting eats fast, and by the time the trees are finished, his share is long gone.

When they finish eating, a waiter comes to pack the table, and the trees think, "Do you want to go to a night market or a barbecue or something?" Looks like there's a little night market on the east side of the town, although there are only three or four barbecue stalls, at least there are some extra meals.

Western food is just not good, it's not easy to eat. Steaks and stuff like that, trees and trees are embarrassed to eat two portions per person, but normal people eat one.

The tree heart counts, and the waiter comes back to serve an eight-inch fresh milk cake.

Sweet and fresh cream makes people have a big appetite when they look at it.

Happy Birthday with chocolate on the cake.

“Happy birthday.” Yunting said softly: “It's my first birthday and I don't know if you'd like it. ”

“Guess. ”

The trees blinked and blinked, blowing out the candles on the cake in one breath, even saving the wish, and started splitting the cake directly.