The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Ning Mengyao's eyes and corners kept twitching, looking at the back of the green frost, opened his mouth, and finally only touched his nose, and reluctantly rested on the soft collapse.

She knows the character of Qingshuang very well. She knows very well that if she doesn't rest today, her books and papers with numbers will all disappear. The ability of the blue cream to hide things will make her think of it every time. A person of a certain profession, that is a thief.

Because people who can steal things are good hands to hide things, she is not the first time to suspect that the green cream is carrying them to do something bad, or why is it so powerful?

Thinking about Ning Mengyao, she closed her eyes and slept deeply. When she woke up, it was already the sun, and it was already at dusk.

Ning Mengyao stroked her forehead incessantly, looking at the blue cream that appeared in the room and holding a pile of books: "Why don't you wake me up?"

"The general commanded, if the lady is asleep, she must not disturb the wife, let the lady sleep to wake up naturally." Green cream's eyelids did not move, bluntly said.

Ning Mengyao’s blood was almost not sprayed out. Is this watercolor the master of the cream? As for treating her like this?

"I really want to ask about the green frost. Who is your master? Who are you listening to the sky?" Ning Mengyao looked at the blue cream and asked.

Qingshuang put the book in his hand on the table before the soft collapse, and then smiled at the opening: "Of course, it’s Mrs. You, but on the issue of my wife’s body, I will listen to the general, because the general said something. Especially, no one is looking at the lady, you will not be conscious, and you will definitely end up doing things."

Ning Mengyao is drinking water. When he heard the green cream, a squirt of water sprayed out, and he was almost smashed.

"Does the green cream have you say your own master?" Ning Mengyao glared at the blue frost and asked depressedly.

"Yes, isn't the lady seeing it now?" Qing Shuang pointed his finger at himself and said with a smile.

Ning Mengyao’s eyelids bounced a bit, then turned his head and really didn’t intend to pay attention to this guy.

"I said but you, I can't read the books yet?" Ning Mengyao said without a good voice.

This time, the green frost did not stop her, but instead stood on the side and beat her hand to help.

If it wasn't for Jomothan and Peas, she would not be willing to let go of her books.

"Mother, we are hungry, can you accompany us to eat?" When Peas arrived at Ning Mengyao, he climbed onto the soft step and looked at him with his eyes.

"What have you done today?"

Doudou told Ning Mengyao what he did today. After he finished, Jomo Mou also said something about Ning Mengyao today. They are like this every day, unless Qiao Tianchang is not at home. Otherwise, every night, the two children will be by their side, what they have done today, and tell Ning Mengyao them one by one, especially when they encounter something interesting.

"Are you still not coming back?" It’s been this time. I haven’t seen Qiao Tianchang yet. Ning Mengyao asked a question.

"Well, let's go back and let the mother rest early in the evening. He may not come back today." Jomo nodded, and they were very busy these two days, but he was so satisfied that they were very satisfied.

Ning Mengyao nodded: "It turned out to be the case, then let's eat, wait for him."

As early as when Peas said that they were hungry to eat here, the blue cream had already gone out to prepare, and the kung fu cream that they had spoken had already come in with a hearty dinner.

"You can go back to the blue cream, I don't have to wait for you here."

"It’s Mrs., but the lady can’t continue to look at the book at night... Forget it, I’ll give it all.” He said that he would not give Ning Mengya a chance to speak, and he would take all the books directly away.

Looking at the blue cream that Shi Shiran left, Ning Mengyao's eyelids kept beating. How did she feel that she was very bullied recently? Good bullying, she is not willing to listen to others.

The two brothers of Jomo Mou looked at Ning Mengyao’s dumbfounded look and couldn’t help but laugh. It’s true that they can still make their mother, but it’s so cute to look at the girl.

Ning Mengyao listened to the laughter in his ear and reached out and squeezed their cheeks. He said without a good breath: "You are two small things that are gloating."