Mr General doted on his sweet wife

Zhuang Shihao and youyou have already been active outside. When he saw that she didn't come out, he switched trumpet to inquire.

Hearing that she didn't bring her coat, Zhuang Shihao knew why she didn't come out.

He chuckled and took off the thick sweater and gave it to youYou. He asked him to send it to Fang LAN.

Fang LAN had two pieces of clothes, a T-shirt and a thin coat. He was going to borrow one. Who knows that everyone didn't bring much. Because they knew the trip was short, they all took what they wanted to wear.

There are no shops in this place. You can't buy it.

Forget it, die or die. Fang LAN gnaws her teeth and plans to go out. Anyway, with Youyou, it should be warmer for a while.

Just thinking about it, youyou came back with Zhuang Shihao's sweater and ran to her: "Mommy, daddy says his clothes are for you."

"What does he wear himself?" Fang LAN asked.

"He said hot." You you said with a good nod.

Hot? There was a layer of fog outside, and the top of the tent was covered with a layer of water vapor. This weather is really hard to say that it is hot.

How do you know he didn't bring his clothes?

It's also true. Just now Fang LAN has asked the parents about it. He doesn't want to know. It's difficult for Fang LAN to take the coat.

It's time to fight. She wants to live.

Zhuang Shihao waited outside. The tent opened. Fang LAN came out in his thick sweater. A little man, wearing his sweater, closed his thighs. His thin wrist was hidden in his sleeve.

Seeing her in her own sweater, his chest beat very fast and hot, and his breath was also heated.

Fang Lan said to him after all: "thank you. I'll take you you to play first. "

She took you you you's hand and ran forward. The plush sweater was really comfortable and warm, and there was a smell of him on it, which made her feel a little uneasy.

A mother smiles and envies: "you you Ma, your husband has a good relationship with you."

OK? Why didn't Fang LAN feel it?

The mother said with a smile, "I see youyou dad has been taking pictures of you with a camera. His eyes have not moved. It's all on you."

Fang LAN smile, some embarrassment, it is not, not, but also difficult to clarify with outsiders.

She said with a smile, "he likes to take pictures of the scenery

She subconsciously looked back, only heard a click, Zhuang Shihao pressed the shutter again.

So she took a picture of her face.

Fang Lan was a little annoyed: "what do you shoot, Zhuang Shihao? Do you think my face is not big enough

Seeing that she was in a mood, Zhuang Shihao raised the corner of his lips and allowed the arc to spread. She was willing to speak, which made him feel much happier than being in front of him with a straight face and a sense of distance.

It was as if, all of a sudden, some barriers had been broken.

"Then you'll have to shoot me." Chuang handed her the camera.

Fang LAN realized that he and he were chatting about things that had nothing to do with Youyou, and his manner was no longer tense.

But she did not follow.

Zhuang Shihao followed him up. Fang Lan was a little angry and gave him a cold look. Why did he follow him?

Zhuang Shihao seemed to read her emotions and said, "am I going to keep up with other people's wives? You don't have a problem. Other husbands have a problem