The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Ling Luo looked at Xiao Ziwei unhappy: "What is your attitude?"

"What attitude? Ling Luo, what are you still packing? You know that I have broken off the relationship with my father. Right? If this is still installed here?" Seeing Ling Luo’s flashing eyes, Xiao Zi’s heart laughs at himself. He really knows.

Also, she has no use value for Lingluo, and what qualifications are required to ask Lingluo to end her.

Ling Luo looked at Xiao Ziyan's overly quiet look, and suddenly felt that some could not adapt.

Tightly frowning: "You are my wife."

"A wife who is no longer useful, you have a lot of women, don't care about me, I hope you don't bother to disturb our mother and son's life." Xiao Ziyan looked at Lingluo directly.

Ling Luo’s face changed, and he thought about the soft and soft voice just now: “Impossible, Boa is my son.”

Xiao Zixiao laughed at himself: "You will have a lot of sons, and Boa is just a mentally insane child, and can't bring you any benefit."

Ling Luo was silent and did not speak, but the expression was enough to explain everything, that is to tell Xiao Ziyan, even Ling Luo thinks so.

Looking at the person in front of him, Xiao Ziyan suddenly laughed haha: "Ling Luo I suddenly felt that I was really stupid."

"Let's go, don't come here again." Xiao Ziyan stood up and didn't go to Linglo and turned back to the room.

Ling Luo looked coldly at Xiao Zi's back, and there was a kind of unspeakable taste in his heart.

Obviously, the result is what he wants. Why did he feel that he was reluctant at this time?

Reluctant? How could he have such an idea? It’s just crazy.

Lingluo turned and left, there were so many wolverines in the back, Xiao Zi, who was standing in the room, sneered out.

She used to live in a dream. Now she woke up, and everything should have passed from the beginning. Some things are wrong, but everything she is today is caused by Ning Mengyao. She will never let go. Mengyao, certainly not.

Ning Mengyao suddenly made a few sneezes.

Reaching out his nose, Ning Mengyao doubted in his heart, thinking that he was sick, just feeling that she did not feel uncomfortable, and did not care at the moment.

After the young age, the Spring Festival was soon ushered in.

"Why are we going to participate in the palace banquet? Isn't it good to have a Chinese New Year at home?" Ning Mengyao squatted in the arms of Qiao Tianchang.

Reaching out and touching Ning Mengyao’s head: "You can't go."

"really?"

"Well, this year's palace feast is not peaceful, you still have children, I naturally can't let you take risks, you are at home, I can go by myself." Qiao Tianchang said.

They have already got the news, Ling Wuhou is likely to start at the palace banquet, so he is going to help Xiao Qifeng, can not let them alone in the busy.

Although Ning Mengyao was somewhat dissatisfied, she nodded.

The same thing happened to Xiao Zizhen's body, but Xiao Zi's attitude made Ling Luo's forehead blue-strength jump.

"What do you want to do with Xiao Zizhen?" He called her to attend the palace banquet today, but this woman seems to have no feelings, and she doesn't care about anything. When she looks at him, her expression is faint, as if she is right. She is just a stranger.

Such Xiao Ziyan let Ling Luo could not help but feel a little annoyed, he did not find out, Xiao Zizhen can do such a thing in addition to his arrogance.

"Ling Luo I told you before, you still have a lot of women, there is no need to call me." Xiao Ziyan eyes calmly and silently looked at Ling Luo, the man in front of him seems to no longer be able to cause her any idea.

Ling Luo's face was gloomy and terrible. Just about to talk, a staggering figure came towards them.

"爹爹...Niang Niang" Boa came over and watched Xiao Ziyan reach out and hug, and the black grape-like eyes sprouted.

Xiao Zi's face with a faint smile, reached out and picked up Boa: "Bao Erzhen."

Boa squinted at the black-faced Ling Luo: "Hug."