The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Ning Mengyao looked at the people behind him: "What about white clothes?"

"Yep."

Taking another look, Ning Mengyao said very seriously: "You are so lucky."

"Amount? Lucky?" Wen Jingjing did not understand why Ning Mengyao said this.

Joe Tian took a look and agreed with Ning Mengyao.

"This kind of person belongs to the kind of white lotus." Ning Mengyao shrugged and said.

Wen Yujing's face is confused, what is White Lotus? He knows that Ning Mengyao is definitely not a white lotus.

Ning Mengyao stroked his forehead incompetently, and some headaches said: "White lotus means that people like her are very loaded, clearly what is inside, but on the surface is a gentle and harmless little white flower."

Thinking carefully, Wen Jingjing felt that Ning Mengyao was very right. The woman was really loaded, and many people were deceived by her.

And she just knew her true face and retired, but in the end she got a bad reputation. When she thought of this, Wen Jingjing smiled ironically.

"In this case, what are you hiding from? If you give up this kind of person, don't you think you are very lucky?" Ning Mengyao asked with an eyebrow.

"You are right."

Qiao Tianchang listened to the two talking, helpless eyes: "You don't even know how to talk a little?"

"We said that we did not name the name." Ning Mengyao did not care.

"The young masters came over." Wen Weijing's bodyguard suddenly said.

Wen Jingjing is not at all sad and sad at the moment, but very calm.

"Small Master, are you here too? Uncle, they have been looking for you for a long time. Why don’t you just scream out with them? They will worry about you." The white woman said helplessly, it was really a sigh of relief. Think about it.

Wen Jingjing sat casually on the ground, leaning against the trunk and looking at the opposite woman: "What does it have to do with you?"

"I just... care about you, after all, we used to..." The woman smiled awkwardly, and then she looked at Wen Jingjing with some helplessness.

"Stop, Baihe don't want to pull me with you. I will feel sick with people like you." Wen Yanjing said impatiently, this woman is really enough, so that can be said. Come out, think that this is still their side?

Ning Mengyao heard the name, the mouth twitching, white lotus? It’s really a white lotus.

Bai He looked at Wen Jing, his face was pale, his face was fragile, and Ning Mengya couldn't help but stunned: "When you are being stunned by such a person, you are not lost."

This expression is really in place. If I don't know that this girl's martial arts is good, she must think that this person is really a bright white flower.

Wen Jingjing looked at Ning Mengyao and then said very seriously: "That is because I am too stupid."

"Not that you are too stupid, it is the other party's acting is very good." Ning Meng Yao's opening said.

Bai He laughed and laughed at himself, watching Ning Mengyao smile and said: "This lady is a thing between us, please don't say this."

"I'm talking about you? I don't want to show this disgusting expression to me." Lemon Ou actually hates this little white flower. Every time she sees this little white flower, she wants to give people direct It’s so good to pinch it.

"Hey, who are you, this is my sister's story with Wen Jingjing, what is your mouth here?" said the young boy on the side of Baihe.

Ning Mengyao looked at the other side and his eyes gradually became cold. For a long time, no one had talked to her like this. It was a bit of a look.

Wen Yujing looked at the white lotus in front of them: "I am here to chat with people, what is the relationship with you? How far is it to go, I really don't want to stay too much where you are."

The faces of Bai He’s group of people are somewhat unsightly: “Small Master is still as arrogant as ever.”

"That is the young man's arrogant capital, you envy?"