Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

The more excited Wenning said, the closer he looked, the more he hung up his phone and gave it back to the trees:

“Don't worry, I just want him alive and we'll never come to Mill again. I'm leaving, but I'm not thankful to you, I'm just trying on my own and getting kids in my stomach for all this.

If you try anything, I'll never let Deng Yi go! ”

Wenning hurried to the outside of the hospital after saying a harsh word. Deng Yi could not stop it and could only follow her.

When these two get away, they'll have to follow in their cars.

Xinlan also sneaked a thumb up on the trees. Wood shade, that's amazing.

Wood stalls starred: “I didn't actually do anything, everyone had a man in their heart who couldn't escape.

The man in Deng Yi's heart is Wenning, and the man in Wenning's heart is Jiang Fei. ”

“What about you?” Driving clouds, suddenly asked.

“Cloud Ting, of course.” There's a sweet smile on the wooden face: “If I were to be anywhere today, maybe I'd be just like her.

Even if you know the impossible, even if you know the doubts, if you hear each other's voice, it will still be like a moth burst into flames, even if you crush the bones. ”

The sound of the trees is quite relaxing, but in the clouds and Su Xinlan's ears, there is still a strange feeling.

Some disappointment, some heartache.

They wanted to tell Wood that Yunting was dead and should have let go, but nobody said anything.

With Joe Hui holding the hand of the trees, he gently persuaded: "Good children, they will pass. I'll always be with you. ”

There was no sadness in the tree eyes, only a hint of hope, there was actually some sweetness.

The clouds looked in the mirror at the expression of the trees at this time, and they actually felt particularly beautiful, better than usual. Is that the light of love?

Like, the same look that she took back the whole sheep from that Mongolian bag in Umm City that day.

Is she, like Wenning is now, fooled? Next time, keep an eye on that man!

……

And Wenning wore a suit, stepped on a pair of slippers, didn't even comb her hair, and ran home like a lunatic. Deng Yi was afraid of her accident and followed her.

Wenning pushed the door open and the wind returned to his room to pack his things.

Deng Yi was stunned. He didn't come home overnight. He felt the house was much cooler and the windows were not lit and a little dim.

Bin was the only one in the living room with a neat bag and breakfast on his own.

Bin's breakfast was simple. It's a cold bun, just a little pickle.

Xiaobin also saw them come back and looked up at Deng Yi. Even his father didn't scream, he threw half his buns on the table and ran away with his schoolbag.

“Where are you going?” Deng Yi was powerless to go out and ask.

By then, Xiaobin had stepped down the stairs, or returned to his father:

“School. ”

But he still didn't look back at Deng Yi and didn't call him Dad.

Still went downstairs to meet Qiao Hui, Xiaobin surreptitiously rushed up to hold Qiao Hui and shouted: “Auntie. ”

“What's going on here? Why are you crying? Have you had breakfast? ”

“Eat, not full. ”

“Come on, Auntie, bring you your favorite honey twist and bean sand cake, or is it hot? ”