The General’s Little Peasant Wife

"Is it?" Moline reached out and smashed his mask and looked at Master Mo with a scarred face.

Seeing his face, Master Mo was somewhat guilty and didn't even dare to go to see Maureen.

"How? Don't dare to look at my face? Isn't this face defeated by you? Oh, yes, and my hands and feet, but it's a pity that except for this face, all the injuries on my body are good. Didn't you disappoint you very much?" Moline stepped forward toward Master Mo, no matter how he diddge, he sent the scarred face to Mo’s face.

The old man on the side, even if he is stupid, can you hear what it means.

"Lin, you said that your face is ruined by them?" Mo’s voice suppressed the mad anger, and they didn’t look very good.

"Oh, how is this possible, Moline is my son, how can I be so against him." Before Molin spoke, Master Mo has been shaking his head eagerly. No matter what, today, no one can doubt Mo.

Ning Mengyao stood there watching them say, they were a few words, and they were impatient.

"Moline, are you so much nonsense with them?" In Ning Mengyao's opinion, what Moline said is not nonsense?

Moline turned to look at Ning Mengyao, with the scar on his face, it was really unspeakable.

Ning Mengyao jumped his eyelids and turned his head.

"You still don't look at me with this face, I am afraid that I will have a nightmare at night." Ning Mengyao's voice is full of disgust.

Moline’s mouth twitched a bit, widened his eyes, and glared at Ning Mengyao. His face was made like this. Who is it? Still not painted by her own hands?

If you don't know that your face is good, he may have to think that his face is really ruined.

"What do you say about this girl? My grandson can come back with a life. It’s not bad. How can you say this?" From Moline’s tone, the old man knew that the situation at the time was definitely very dangerous. Since the grandson can live well, it is already the greatest gift given by God, but this girl actually said this, how can he not be angry.

"Grandpa, don't be angry. I can still live well. She saved me. She is a knife and a tofu. Don't care." Molin quickly explained with a smile and gave Ning Mengyao a look at me. Good eyes, that look makes Ning Mengyao's eyelids jump.

Seeing Moline’s eyes, Ning Mengyao really seems to give him a slap and directly send people to fly.

Qiao Tianchang saw Moline's look at Ning Mengyao's eyebrows, his face black, warningly watching Mo Lin, that look, let Molin fall into a shackle, and quickly turned his head, okay, he forgot Ning Mengyao's side There is also a vinegar jar.

Moline silently said that I was wrong.

The winds on the side of the eye are jumping, are they actually funny? Otherwise why do you do this kind of thing in such a serious time?

"Why are you saving him? Why don't you let him die outside, why should I let him come back?" Madam Mo did not know what was going on, pointing to Ning Mengyao to blame, the collapsed appearance, obviously It was because of the appearance of Moline that it was scared.

Ning Mengyao is still not angry, and the old man on the side is angry. What is this? What is death outside?

"What do you mean by Mohs? What is it that makes Liner die outside? Is it like you are a man?" The old man said with a heavy crutches in his hand.

"I don't have such a disobedient son. He is not my son. Let him get out of the house immediately." Mrs. Mo was hysterical.

It is not only the dissatisfaction of the old man, but even Mo’s lord is somewhat unhappy. In the presence of so many people, he is saying this. This is telling others, how much do they hate their son?

And this is an indirect recognition that Moline's injury was made by their own hands.

"What are you talking about?" Master Mo glared at Mrs. Mo, and then some embarrassed openings: "She is somewhat out of heart."