The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Jomo Mapin looked at Zhao Mingyu with a look: "What is your expression? Ugly dead."

"Jomo Mo Feng, you don't want to abandon me one day, you are not happy, right?" Zhao Mingyu immediately blew his hair. These days, he was not too disgusted by this person. So they are friends, so you can't leave him a face. what?

"how do you know?"

"Jomo Maple you..."

"You two feelings are really good." Ning Mengyao looked at the noisy two people on the road, they did not expect that Jomo Mapo even had such a side, it is really very unexpected.

Jomo Mapin looked at Zhao Mingyu with a look: "Who is feeling good with him? Like an idiot."

"Jomo Mapin, do you want to fight?"

"You have to go to the side, you are not hungry, we are hungry." Qiao Tianchang looked at the two, and said disgusting.

"Hey, I am also hungry."

"Joe, you can't leave me, the food in this place is delicious." Zhao Mingyu called a covet.

The food in this place is not only delicious, but also the price is right, but because of this, many times the meal is full, there is no spare seat, he is also occasionally eaten to such a dish.

After eating, Zhao Mingyu and Ning Mengyao they resigned: "Joe, I have to go back to Zhao."

"Good to go."

"Mo Feng waited a few days and we went out together."

"Good." Jomo Feng naturally nodded and agreed.

"Hey, let's go out and play?" Sugary sugar looked at Qiao Tianchang, an expectation, and finally went to a strange place, she really wants to go out to play.

"Okay, let's go."

The family went out to hang out, and they heard that the Xiao family’s competition was for what it was. It is said that the Xiao family had a baby.

Zhao Mingyu returned to the Zhao family with a light car. When he went back, he saw Zhao Xinxin at the side of Zhao’s family. He didn’t know what to say. Zhao’s brow was tightly wrinkled, and his eyes were unpleasant.

"Mingyu is back."

"father."

"Zhao Mingyu, you dare to come back, you must give me the master, he even helped others to bully me." Zhao Xinxin saw Zhao Mingyu sullen face whitish, his expression is also very unsightly.

Zhao Mingyu did not look at Zhao Xinxin, but said everything happened on the road. Listening to Zhao Mingyu’s words, she did not understand what Zhao Mingyu wanted to do at the beginning, waiting for him to finish Zhao Xinxin. After the reaction of knowing, Zhao Mingyu was explaining why he did it with his father.

"Oh, I don't, you believe me." Zhao Xinxin kept shaking his head, with fear in his eyes.

Zhao’s brow was wrinkled, and he looked at Zhao Xinxin unhappyly: “Hey, look at it, you are forgotten to let you come back.”

When Zhao Xinxin, who was originally Missy, was sent away, it was exactly what she was looking for. She did not live well. Instead, she made a lot of moths and let Zhao’s face lose such a big face.

Zhao Xinxin's face faded all the blood in a flash, pale and weak looking at the Zhao family: "Why don't you believe me? Would you rather believe him?"

"Mingyu will not lie." For his son, he still understands that if he really wants to fight for something, these years will not only depend on what he has given him. As for others, he is Responsible, and will not be half-pointed.

"Hey you..." Zhao Xinxin called it an anger. He wanted to complain. Who knows that the situation has not been made, but he has made a mess.

“How long did Mingyu come back this time?” Zhao’s owner ignored Zhao’s heart, but looked at Zhao Mingyu’s frown.

Although this child is very good, he also wants to give the child something more, but it is too obvious that he can't do it. If he is too good for him, it will only put him in danger.

"Maybe only stay for five days. I met a friend on the way back. His family is doing business, so this time he intends to help me see how the store in my hand can make money." For Zhao Jiazhu, Zhao Mingyu There is no intention to hide, but to speak directly.

"Yes? Tell me what he is going to do?"