Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

It wasn't until after 11pm that Yunting brought the trees home.

They gathered in Yanjing Military District. After the last tree proposal, Yunting was unable to buy a house for all the people in the military region, and bought a small suite for his own thunderous special forces.

So they all have their own nests, and basically they all come back to live in the Yanjing Military District compound, but it really feels more like belonging.

The trees had a habit of getting up early and sleeping early. Last night she had not slept well. Today she tortured so late. She couldn't stand it in the car and fell asleep against Yunting's arms.

Cloud Ting looked into the rearview mirror and a bright smile appeared on the corner of her lip.

This little piece of wood, still so carefree in front of him, slept like a pig.

Looking at the trees sleeping, Yunting suddenly felt particularly soft and quiet, like something, suddenly filled a heart.

Yunting's car was steady, driving all the way to the entrance of the courtyard, but he just stopped and didn't wake up the trees.

Watching the trees sleep so calmly, he just wanted to watch a little more and want to get close to her.

The trees were sleeping perfectly sweet and suddenly felt some soft heat on their lips, licking their lips subconsciously, as if touching something hot.

The trees opened their eyes on his face, which was close to Yunting, and his eyes were staring at her.

And what the trees had just licked was that Yunting was kissing her lips.

The trees were a little embarrassed. Pushing away the clouds, they cleaned up their hair and were ready to get out of the car, and they muttered:

“Just the least serious of you. ”

“I'm checking your voice. You sang a treble today, and I'm afraid your voice hurts. ”

“ …… ”

For such a shameless reason, the trees can't believe they're right!

Luckily for Yunting, she now pretends to be serious, opens the door to the trees, and takes her hand home with her.

Qiao Hui didn't even see Tan Ni, and said that he had left some sweet soup for the trees, so that the trees could drink some more.

Of course, the trees won't refuse, and it would be great to have some sweet soup or something after dinner.

And Joe Hui is not only a good cook, but also a coincident mind, and everything he makes is delicious. It's made tonight with honey and cinnamon in it. It's nice and delicious, and it suits the taste of young people.

“Wood, remember to bring your father a bowl. He seems in a bad mood today.” Joe Hui didn't forget to tell the trees.

“Well, okay, I'll be right there. ”

The trees couldn't help but stick to Yunting for two days, ignoring Dad. Goofy Street opens in a few days, isn't Dad under a lot of pressure?

The trees held two bowls of Similou and knocked on the door of the Ohijun.

Although Ohijun let her in, the trees did feel that her father was in a bad mood.

Because when a father is in a bad mood, he likes to be alone in the house, light sandalwood and drink rich black tea.

Today, that's the scene.

The trees were disguised as clueless and greeted with enthusiasm: "Dad, come and try it, Mama Joe Hui's Similu is delicious. It's got some laurels in it, but it smells good. ”

There are no cinnamon flowers this season, Joe Hui bought them to dry in, but they still smell lovely.

O'Haijun couldn't help but brush her daughter's heart and taste it. Although the sweet soup is good, Ohai Jun is a little distracted.

Wood also felt that his father was in a really bad mood.