The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Jomo Moss reached out and licked the little guy's head: "Really, let's go, there is still a lot to do."

After Joe Momo went back, Ning Mengyao had been waiting there, and stiff standing on her side, looking at herself with a very unscrupulous look.

"Isn't he playing a bad idea again?" Jomo asked, frowning.

"This is not the case, but the little monkey mother decided, let him be your master, until you can defeat the heyday." Ning Mengyao looked at Joe Moo seriously.

Jomo nodded with satisfaction: "Okay."

Ning Mengyao nodded with a smile, her son really is the best.

"little monkey……"

"You shut me up." Jomo's face was cold, and the nickname was only his mother-in-law can be called, and no one can do it.

Jiang Ying quickly drove off, then turned his head and glared at Jomo Momo: "I am your master now."

"If you dare to call me a little monkey, I can do something to bully the ancestors, do you believe it or not?" Jomo whispered coldly.

"Can you not call your mother? How can I not?" Jiang Ying was not willing, very dissatisfied.

Jomo Mou took the things in his hands and looked at Jiang Ying with a smile: "Why? Because this is the name that only my mother can call, that is, I can't call, what are you?"

Jiang Ying’s line of sight was placed on Ning Mengyao’s body. Isn’t this just kidding him?

"I didn't make a joke with you, this name is only what I can call, what other people call..." Ning Mengyao made a gesture of wiping the neck: "I don't know what will happen, so don't step on the bottom line of the little monkey, do you know?" ?"

"Isn't that a name? Is it only so concerned?" Jiang Ying said with dissatisfaction.

Jomo looked at Jiang Ying and said: "You can call me a name, or call me like me, but I can't be like my mother, so call me." He can't accept other people calling him like this, a little bit. nor.

Jiang Ying called an angry, but in the end he could only nod and watch the boy look angry. He really wants to call it again, and he will definitely make people angry.

"Well, I want you to be a child."

"Ok."

Ning Mengyao looked at Jomo Mou: "After handling the little monkey things, you can't be lazy anymore after practicing martial arts?"

Jomo nodded. "I know, but when did my sister come back?" It’s been a long time, and it’s time for my sister’s family. How can we not see anyone?

"It will take time to come back. It may be a few days later." Before the sugar said, she would return to Jomo for a birthday, so she was not worried that sugar could not come back.

"Oh, I am going to be busy."

"Go." Looking at an eight-year-old child who is more busy than himself, Ning Mengyao suddenly has a feeling of nourishment.

Jiang Ying looked at Jomo's back and laughed: "I have to say that your son is very good."

"Our four children are very good." Jomo Maple does not need to say that his excellence is recognized, and Jomo Moss is also very good, many children in the family are also respected by him, and peas and sugar Although still small, but also have the awareness of learning, as long as they give them a year or two, they can make everyone look impressive, so their children are very good.

"Are you showing off?"

"You can think so."

Ning Mengyao did not pay attention to Jiang Ying, but returned to their yard. When she entered, she saw a purple man standing in the distance of Joe Tian Chang waiting for her.

"Do people find it?"

"Found, but did not catch people, people have returned to the desert." They are not very clear about the desert terrain, so they dare not rush into the attack.

Ning Mengyao sneered up: "Back to the desert? I thought I would have no choice but to take them back?"

"What does Miss need us to do next?"

"Go to the desert to help those who are there, remember, you can't let go of it, but don't let Yanziyun have time to come to the Central Plains, understand?"

"Yes."

After leaving, Ning Mengyao sat down next to Qiao Tianchang and said with a cold voice: "It’s really fast."