The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Qiao Tian nodded and got up and took Ning Mengyao and Qiao Tianchang to go out together.

Everyone saw that Joe Tianchang’s mood seemed to be much better. This is reassuring: “We are not drunk today.” Mu Chen went to get a lot of wine.

This is still the first time that they have been married after they got married. They used to drink some.

"Good." Qiao Tianchang is naturally interested.

Ryan glanced at them and shook his head and said, "It seems that you have forgotten the things that the boss had when they got married."

"What is Lean Uncle?" Qiao Mofeng asked curiously.

He really wants to know about the two people.

"When you married a mother, we eight people, together with you to drink, and finally you are still awake, our eight people were directly sown." Lei An said very depressed mouth.

Jomo Feng Feng’s eyes are round, and the Fenghuang on the side also feels a little unbelievable: “How good is the amount of alcohol in Tianchang?”

Qiao Tianchang reached out and touched his chin: "Not quite sure, I haven't been drunk in my memory."

"..." Feng Wei looked at Qiao Tianchang very speechless, this person's drink is really good.

No matter how good his drink is, it is necessary to drink alcohol this evening. Ning Mengyao looks at them like this, and they simply prepare a barbecue. Everyone chats around and drinks.

"This kind of eating is easy to listen to." Feng Wei ate something in his hand and said.

"Occasionally, it’s okay, it’s boring after a long time.” Ning Mengyao shrugged and said casually.

Feng Yan was stunned. He actually said that, and there was no other idea.

In the evening, Qiao Tianchang, they really didn't get drunk, and Qiao Tianchang looked at some people who were drunk around. He knew that they were just doing things that made him forget Joe Tianci, no longer so uncomfortable, face With a smile.

"Thank you, I am really fine." Qiao Tianchang said with a smile.

Everyone looked at it and hated it calmly: "Know that you won't have anything to do."

Qiao Tianchang was so funny that he couldn’t tell the truth: "The amount of alcohol in the brother-in-law should be well practiced."

"Joe Tian Chang, don't think I can beat you."

"If my brother-in-law is fighting, I will accompany you." Qiao Tianchang looked at Feng Xiao with a taste.

Ning Mengyao looked at them as a group of madmen. They went back to the room and moved the piano out. They were placed under the eaves and gently moved. Qiao Tianchang smiled and pulled out the sword from the waist and jumped to the yard. in.

The sword of Qiao Tianchang is completely followed by the sound of Ning Mengyao.

Everyone else was sitting and watching, and slowly everyone stopped the movements in their hands, and looked at Joe Tianchang's swords in amazement. They had never seen these moves.

Ning Mengyao looked at Qiao Tianchang, first of all, suddenly throwing the piano in his hand to the side, pulling the sword and welcoming it.

Feng Yan’s wine woke up for a moment, watching Ning Mengyao say something wrong: “What are they doing?”

"It should be that Tianchang has realized a new sword trick." Mu Chen said with some uncertainty.

"That Meng Yao she..." Feng Wei’s words have not been finished yet, the whole person has been stunned, but I haven’t found it yet, but now I’m watching Qiao Tianchang practicing swords with Ning Mengyao. This feeling really says no. That feeling.

This picture is beautiful, and the beauty makes people feel that they are not practicing swords, but dancing.

After half an hour, the two stopped and looked at each other and smiled: "I didn't expect this behind the sword to be like this. No wonder how we did it before."

"Yes."

Feng Yan, they walked to the side of the two: "What do you mean by this?"

Qiao Tianchang looked at Feng Xiao and said: "Our swordsmanship has been trained to the end, but the last place is not right."

"and so?"

"I didn't expect the last sword trick to actually need to be practiced like this." Qiao Tianchang said with a smile.

"How to practice?"

"Do whatever you want."

"Well, yes, before we practiced the sword, it was too restrictive, so I felt that when I practiced the sword, I was a little bit stalked." Ning Mengyao said in favor.

But just now, Qiao Tianchang is not the same. He has no distracting thoughts. He just wants to dance with his sword. However, he did not expect to invite the last sword to the training session.