The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Qiao Tianchang left Yang Suyun's side, and there wasn't even a little pity.

Ning Mengyao looked up and down with Qiao Tianchang, then went to the front of Qiao Tianchang, his nose moved slightly, did not smell anything, this is close to Qiao Tianchang's arms: "Here is me You are mine too, I am alone."

"Well, I am yours." For Tian Mengyao's strong possessiveness, Qiao Tianchang is still very satisfied. After all, his wife is definitely because he loves him, so he has such a strong possessiveness. He is happy. It’s too late.

Ning Mengyao snorted: "I am far from the women, I don't like it." Ning Mengyao looked at Qiao Tianchang with dissatisfaction.

"Well, what you said is my listening." Not accustomed to what Ning Mengyao said, Qiao Tianchang nodded and said good, that spoiled look, so that Yang Suyun's is almost going crazy.

Ning Mengyao, why is she? In addition to marrying someone, there is no place worse than this woman. She is beautiful and tall, and she can’t get the man’s like.

"Joe Big Brother..."

"Let me hear you call me once, I will pull out your tongue." Qiao Tianchang looked at Yang Suyun's expression cold.

The last second was gentle as water, and the next second became a man like Shura. Yang Suyun had a slight tremor in his body. There was a voice in his heart telling her that this was the real Qiao Tianchang, but she did not dare to believe. .

Qiao Tianchang ignored the thoughts of Yang Suyun's heart. He looked at Ning Mengyao and whispered, "Is you tired? Yaoya, are you tired? Let's go back?"

"Well, I came over early, but I was really tired." After Ning Mengyao got up, she ran to Yang Lele's house. After busy, until now, it was really tired and sleepy.

After the two left, Yang Suyun stood in the same place, and the heart could not do it. It was the woman’s fault. If it weren’t for that woman, she would not lose this great opportunity.

Thinking of this, Yang Suyun has a hateful smile on his face, but there is no way to take Ning Mengyao.

In the new house, Yang Lele looked at a man who woke up silently, shook his head helplessly: "It seems that you are all adults."

"If you don't get drunk, you can only be dying." Lei An said with a smile, his room was a night of fire, and he didn't want to.

Yang Lele frowned and seemed to be worried. This made Lei An have some doubts: "What are you thinking about?"

"I always think that Yang Suyun will make something happen."

"Tonight, our cave room is a candlelight night, are you going to let me go so far? These things have been said tonight." After that, the person pressed the bed and blocked the little mouth that he still wanted to say.

After Yang Suyun followed her mother back to Yang Zhu’s home, she was dissatisfied and said: "How can my uncle, my cousin, turn my elbows out?"

Yang Suyun’s complaints made Yang Zhu unable to hold back his brows. It was his daughter, and he could not count others.

"I don't know what Lele did, but turned it into an elbow?" Yang Zhu looked at Yang Suyun with a faint opening.

"Of course, she didn't help me get Joe Tianchang." Yang Suyun said of course.

I didn’t notice how ugly the expressions of the two families were.

They didn't think of it, Yang Suyun went to find her daughter's trouble at her daughter's wedding, and her face was now gloomy.

Cheng's gas almost didn't faint, she looked at Yang Suyun, her face was blue.

Today, Qiao Tianchang and Ning Mengyao saw her, and that is a pair of monks. If the daughter said such a thing, wouldn’t it be shameful?

Yang Da Ge pinched his fist and kept telling himself to be patient and patient, but when he saw Yang Suyun, he couldn’t stand it.

Her appearance seems to be that people are happy to owe her.

Yang’s father looked at Yang Suyun’s eyes: “If you are going to intervene in the feelings between others, then you will get out of my old Yang family. Our old Yang family does not have such a shameless girl.”

Yang Suyun looked at his grandfather: "What is wrong with my grandfather's pursuit of my happiness?"