Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

Leaving Yunshi Street, he wanted to run back. He needed some exercise to relieve the joy and depression in his heart.

But he ran out for two steps, heard a rush behind him, and he still stopped.

When a man can't be too selfish, let a girl run after herself.

The clouds stopped and Xinlan Su gasped to catch up.

When he caught up with him, Xinlan Su was already breathing and couldn't even say a word.

Yun Zheng was embarrassed. He went to buy a bottle of mineral water and passed it to Xinlan Su: “Why are you still like when you were a child? You gasp as soon as you run. ”

Xinlan Su glanced at him and didn't have the strength to argue with him. You ran so fast. A girl came after me. Can you not gasp?

Never mind, there's nothing to explain to a guy like this with a low emotion. Drink water and drink water.

Today's mineral water, I don't know why, smells a little sweet silk. Xinlan Su consciously drank two more sips.

“Miss Su, drink slowly, don't choke. ”

“You better call me Flower Face, Miss Su is weird.” Xinlan Su finally breathed back a little and was able to say the whole thing.

“Oh.” The clouds were amused by the way she was now.

Xinlan Su is not a girl who talks a lot. She doesn't look good when she looks at the clouds. If she doesn't speak voluntarily, she follows him.

The clouds couldn't take her either: "Go back, don't follow me as much as you did when you were little. The trees are fine, Mr. Chung is a nice guy, and they're not what you think they are.

Since it's all right, I should go back. ”

“I'll come with you. The succulent plants in the yard and Aunt Joe Hye's dishes should be taken care of.” Xinlan Su found a lame excuse.

The clouds were going to say that he was watered, and somehow, he didn't say anything. Perhaps the last thing he wants to do is stay alone.

Considering that Su Xinlan was still wearing wedge leather shoes, he would be tired walking. He was not as fit to run back to the barracks. Cloud still stopped a taxi.

From the entrance of the camp, walking all the way back to their little courtyard, they were all clouds in front of the board without talking. Su Xinlan followed him quietly and quietly.

However, there were several small soldiers encountered, and others handed over clothes to the clouds. The clouds don't pay much attention.

Or Xinlan Su handled it and took the cloudy clothes.

When he returned to the yard, Yuncheng began to busy himself and let Su Xinlan sit down first. He went to make tea pots.

Then he sat across from Xinlan Su and started smoking.

The clouds never smoke in front of the trees, nor do they like to smoke. He only likes to smoke when there is something in his mind.

Xinlan Su doesn't like the smell of cigarettes. Smoking second-hand cigarettes is an obstacle to health and beauty.

However, Xinlan Su did not open his mouth, so he silently blew some black and red brick tea in the cup.

In Xijiang province, it is popular to drink brick tea with thick bricks, and to use an iron skin kettle, let the tea in cold water, boil it with water, and cook it for a while. Some households will also sprinkle a little salt to quench their thirst.

Intense, but very local tea. Xinlan Su doesn't particularly like it or dislike it.

Mainly, the tea is hand-burned by the clouds. Even if it tastes ordinary, Xinlan Su will taste particularly good.

It's just that the tea is a little hot and can't be poured directly under the mouth, poured into a wide bowl of ceramic mouth, blow it again, it will also cool down faster, and it feels particularly homey. That's how people drink tea here.