Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

When he saw Yunting, the trees rushed up to him with excitement and gave him a hug.

When Yunting kissed me and kissed me, my face turned red into Yunxia, and the trees sat beside the bed and asked Yunting:

“How dare you live in a hotel this time? ”

“It just so happens that the Jade King of Xijiang Province is going to lead a jade stone exhibition to invest in Wada Jade, attracting a lot of small and large merchants in the interior, so I'm mixed inside. ”

“No wonder you smell like copper in your outfit. ”

Wood pulled the golden chain off Yunting's neck, exaggerating.

Not only does Yunting now have a shiny gold chunky chain around his neck, but he also has a big beaded stone bracelet on his wrist, not one, but three to wear together.

His vulgar costume is very different from the usual Yunting, but somehow he feels evil in a mixed society. He really looks like a golden jade merchant.

“Then I'll stay here with you.” The trees didn't come out of nowhere, "I thought the security was good. ”

“That won't work!” Yunting is also helpless: “The Jade King knows you. I dare not climb the Oz family, but someone asked me to investigate. ”

“Then I can modify it, too, or should I change my man's clothes to be your sidekick? ”

Yunting looked up and down at the trees and didn't feel comfortable talking.

Wood finally realized from his eyes, "Do you think I'm short?! ”

“No, no, you're just the right height, petite and cute. ”

“Humph!” The trees were so angry that they pretended to be in a position to open the door and walk away.

Yun Ting hurried, hugging her from behind.

After a little while, Yunting was already unhappy, just hugging from behind, and then breaking the little man quiet in his arms, holding her, holding her with his other hand around her neck, from his forehead down, a little kiss down.

The trees were suddenly tender and deep by the clouds. He was overwhelmed, and his heart panicked. The whole person seemed to melt and let him dominate her senses.

From kissing to touching.

His hands, sometime having penetrated her thin spring shirt, swimmed and touched in front of her.

“Hmm...” The trees made an impatient emotional noise.

Yunting only reacted, here, a little too grievous to tease her anymore. She had to hold the person tightly in her chest again so that she could listen to his powerful, nervous heartbeat.

After a short hug, the trees finally calmed down, and the hot temperatures on the little faces gradually faded.

Wooden hands, originally subconsciously holding Yunting, now relax and want to retrieve it.

She just subconsciously took her hand back from the side and didn't notice anything else.

When she retrieved it, her hands crossed the side from the back of Yunting and placed it in front of her, trying to push Yunting.

The trees came back to God, his face burned red, his hands were like electric shock, and he hurriedly retrieved it.

What the hell was she doing, touching Yunting there, touching and touching, then pushing?