The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Ning Mengyao looked at the person in front of him with a smile and looked at Xiao Ling in his hand: "Small? The young age is not the capital of her offended people. If she knows that she is still young, then don't bring people out of the eye." Ning Mengyao’s words are a bit unpleasant, but it’s also true.

Since you have brought people, don’t say anything small, isn’t it funny?

Wen Jingjing looked at Qiao Tianchang: "Brother, do we want to go?"

"Let's go." Qiao Tianchang's eyes narrowed, and the three brothers on the side walked toward Ning Mengyao where they were.

Xiao Ling’s painful face turned white, and she heard that Ning Mengyao said this, almost insulting her words, her face suddenly changed: “You killed me, I want this woman to die.”

"Hey, is this the person you said is still small? So the poisonous mind, is this also small?" Ning Mengyao looked at Xiao Ling, who kept calling, saying like a smile.

The faces of Xiao’s family are somewhat green. They just said that, and now Xiao Ling is like this, it is equivalent to face-lifting for them.

Xiao Ling saw that they were standing there and doing nothing, and the expression on her face suddenly became difficult to look like: "Don't forget your identity."

Ning Mengyao looked at the Xiaozi’s pig-like face on the side, and smiled and said: “Oh, it seems that people don’t appreciate it. What should we do?”

"We naturally know what our identity is, but we also know what our mission is here. If the thing that we are going to do because of Miss yourself is a failure, I think the owner will be angry too?" The person who spoke said coldly.

Originally they still wanted to plead with the lady, and then kept Xiao Ling, but now it seems that there is no need.

Xiao Ling’s face changed, and their elders said yes. If she really messed up things, even if she died in the hands of these people, don’t say they won’t have anything, I’m afraid it will be there. Even her grief, thinking of their home now, Xiao Ling's face changed and changed.

"I know it is wrong. I was wrong." Xiao Ling apologized.

Ning Mengyao is still somewhat surprised by this. She thought that this person would die without apologizing, but she did not expect to apologize.

Ning Mengyao pushed people to the Xiao family: "Oh, it's not bad, but you can hide the hatred in your eyes. If you are not happy, I will be you." If you die directly, you will be unlucky."

"You..." Xiao Ling was shocked. She thought that her emotions had been hidden very well, but she did not expect that she was discovered by Ning Mengyao.

Ning Mengyao pointed his finger at his eyes and said with a smile: "It’s a pity that a pair of eyes are very nice."

"Yao Yao, let's go." Qiao Tianchang walked to Ning Mengyao's side, reaching out and licking her waist and whispering.

"You are coming? Tian Chang, I suddenly regretted it." Ning Mengyao looked at Qiao Tianchang with a sad face.

Qiao Tianchang raised his eyebrows and looked at Ning Mengyao: "What do you regret?"

"Tian Chang, you said that if I let the wolf king touch me and then return the little wolf to it, do you say it will touch me?" Ning Mengyao looked at Qiao Tianchang, very seriously asked. .

Qiao Tianchang did not say anything, and Wen Jingjing on the side fell directly on the snow.

Climbing up from the ground, Wen Jingjing mouth twitching and watching Ning Mengyao: "Sister, you are sure that you really do, the Wolf King will not bite you in one bite? Then you have already embraced the little wolf, You should be satisfied?" Wen Jingjing said very helplessly.

"How can this be the same? Wolverine is a wolverine, Wolf King is a wolf king." Ning Mengyao frowned and said very dissatisfied.

Qiao Tianchang sighed and said helplessly: "Whether it will touch you, now you can only think about it, because the Wolf King has gone back to the mountains."

Doesn't this mean that it is too late now?

Ning Mengyao reached out and touched his chin. He nodded thoughtfully: "It seems to be ah, forget it. If I see the wolf king next time, I will let it touch me."