The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Among the three people, the green bamboo is the simplest. It has always been guarded by both the blue frost and the blue snow. Now I have heard such words from the green frost. It is not directly touched on their faces.

Moline suddenly smiled: "There is nothing wrong with this. Someone can protect her like this."

How long did it take Molin to understand? The simplicity of green bamboo is actually protected by them, and the green bamboo is very persistent in addition to embroidery. Other things don't seem to care very much.

Thinking of this, Moline looked at the green bamboo, just to see what she was talking about with Qing Xue, with a thick smile on her face, so that the smile on Moline’s face was so rich, and suddenly he seemed to guard The simple smile of Qingzhu makes her always look like this.

"What bad idea are you playing?" Seeing Moline looking at the green bamboo with the kind eyes, the blue frost suddenly blew.

"Nothing just thinks about something." Moline replied casually, then turned his head and didn't speak.

Originally, Moline thought that things ended like this. After all, he and Blue Xin have already said so clearly, and there is no more thing.

However, he underestimated Lanxin. From there, he did not have any chance. Lanxin went straight to the front of Mo Laotou, and it was already several days when Molin knew it.

Moline looked coldly at the blue heart standing beside the old man's head, and the corner of his mouth evoked a cold smile.

"Grandpa, how do you have time to come today?"

"I came to see you, why don't you like Lanxin? How good she is." Mo said, looking at his grandson's dissatisfaction.

"Whether she doesn't care about me, why do I want to like her?" Moline impatiently looked at Mo's old man and said.

"Liner..."

Mo old man frowned, what happened to his grandson? Every day I saw so many children in this mountain village running, he also wants to hold grandchildren, but Moline is not willing to be a relative, that is, even a girl who likes it, which makes Mo Laotou not worried?

"Grandpa, I will let you hold a grandson, but Lanxin and I really don't fit." Moline looked at Mo Laotou seriously.

Lan Xin’s face turned pale. She couldn’t believe it when she looked at Moline. She talked to Mo’s old man every day and chatted, just to make him feel good about himself. But Moline came here today and said this. if.

Although Mo Laotou has not said anything, but Lan Xin knows that he is not willing to help himself.

"My grandfather..."

"Grandpa, I know that you like Lanxin. She is very kind and gentle, but Grandpa, I am in a situation where she really is not suitable for me." Moline interrupted when Lanxin wanted to say something. In her words, she looked at the old man seriously.

Mo Laotou is not the kind of person who can't make sense. Hearing the grandson, he said that if he thinks about nature, he will understand what is going on. He nodded immediately: "It is Grandpa who wants to be worse."

Lan Xin’s face was white, and she’s so hard for so many days, because Moline’s words became useless, which made Lan Ting somewhat unacceptable.

"Moline, are you a little chance not to give me?"

"I have already said that it is not appropriate for us. You don't have to waste time on me." For the emotional things, Moline saw more of Ning Mengyao's feelings, and he could not accommodate one. If you don't like it, you won't give her any chance to let her feel that she still has a chance.

"I am not suitable for you? Who is right for you? Do you want to say green bamboo?" Lan Xin laughed at himself.

"This is something between us. What do you involve other people?" Moline was the most disliked of Lan Xin, and he did not even touch everything else.

"Yes, you don't have to refuse to say that I like green bamboo?" In the heart of Lan Xin, Mo Lin thought that she couldn't compare with a cockroach. This is a fact, and it is also a slap in the heart of Lan Xin.