The General’s Little Peasant Wife

When Song Yan took the person into the house, he was stimulated by the **** smell. Then he saw that Mrs. Mo, who had been helping her, fell to the ground, and both hands were pulled. Not only did the wrist carry blood, but the hand was still motionless. Obviously, it was the one who gave the hand and ribs.

"Mother, are you okay?" Song Yan ignored Moline, who was standing on the side, and they walked over to Mrs. Mo.

Mrs. Mo saw that Song Yan was so worried about herself that she felt that everything she did was rewarding.

"Moline is still alive, my hand is what he got, Yan, you must give me revenge." Mo’s hateful mouth said.

When Song Yan heard the name of Moline, his heart jumped, and then it was clear. Who would come out of Molin at this time?

Looking up at Moline, when he saw his face, Song Yan was a glimpse, then he laughed haha.

"Morlin, you have today? You look at what you are like now, you used to dislike me like a mustard, but now I am abandoning you, you are so ugly, but also want to come to Xiao Miss, you dream." Song Yan Said the vicious.

"I didn't see you like a snake, I think I have a good eye." Moline said very casually.

The smile on Song Yan’s face suddenly sinks. He has become like this. Why is it so high? It seems that he is the cloud in the sky, and she is the mud that the people on the ground trampled. This gap makes Song Yan The face is even more ugly.

"Moline, if you marry such a person, we will make a perfect relationship with you. How bad is your vision to be able to see such a woman?" Ning Mengyao looked at Song Yan, very disdainful. Said the opening.

"I didn't like this woman?" Moline looked helplessly at Ning Mengyao. Can this woman still have fun playing?

"So much the better."

Song Yan looked at the two men in front of him. Although they have not met for four or five years, this familiar appearance makes Song Yan want to forget and forget it. Especially, she often dreams about these years. The person who let her face lose her face.

"Ning Mengyao? Qiao Tianchang? You two have come here too?" Song Yan looked distorted and looked at the two, gnashing his teeth.

"This is not your home, why can't we come?" Ning Mengyao did not look good in the eyes of Song Yan, and said coldly.

"Moline, you just choose to hide from me because of them?" Song Yan said evilly.

No wonder she said that Moline would rather be under house arrest for so long, and would not agree to marry her, even though her child is not Moline, but she has the right to make Mojia better and better.

She didn't know what was going on before, but now she knows that these people have brought Moline to the bad.

"Ning Meng Yao has a road to heaven, you don't go, there is no door to hell, you have to break in. If this is the case, then don't blame me for being welcome." Song Yan said with a grin.

At the same time, it is unceremonious to start u. In these years, her martial arts can be different from hers a few years ago.

Ning Mengyao sneered, and looked at Qiao Tianchang for a glance, without any retreat, directly on the Song Yan.

Originally, Song Yan thought that his current strength could suppress Ning Mengyao anyway, but slowly she discovered that Ning Mengyao did not make all her efforts. She seemed to be teasing her. The same, this makes Song Yan very faceless.

"Ning Mengyao your martial arts will be so good." Song Yan did not think of a woman who does not seem to be martial arts, martial arts would be so good.

"You just find ah, Tianchang Moline rest to you with your husband, and I think this woman is not pleasing to the eye for a long time, has long been looking for a chance to beat her meal." Ningmeng Yao sneer began.

"You play slowly." Moline quickly spoke, although he wanted revenge, but at this time he still should not go to chaos, and the province is the one who is embarrassed.

Ning Mengyao chuckled and ignored Molin, but played with Song Yan like a cat.