The General’s Little Peasant Wife

He did not spit out a bite of blood. He waited for two hours at the door. Was he lucky in the end?

Taking a deep breath, the fire in my heart was pressed down, and a face with a sullen face and a blue frost walked behind the yard.

When they arrived in the yard, Ning Mengyao was sitting there leisurely, where was the leisurely look of a half-busy look?

"It's a big shelf." Unsen snorted.

Ning Mengyao turned and looked at Weisen: "There are few homeless owners, um, the shelf is not small, not only the shelf is not small, the heart is not small."

"What do you mean?" Unsen frowned at Ning Mengyao.

"What do you mean by yourself, you don't care if you have a playboy, don't care, is it hard to get?" Ning Mengyao sneered, it seems that this person has been installed for too long, even the real one does not know.

Unsen's eyes were slightly stunned, and he walked down to Ning Mengyao's opposite side. In an instant, the serious expression became scorned.

"How? I am planning to abandon your man and follow me? But this young master is not interested in raising wild species."

Not waiting for Ning Mengyao to talk, Weisen’s body has already flown out, not far away, a windy Qiao Tianchang face coldly looking at the unseen who fell on the ground, the eyes are a bit reluctant to kill people directly It looked like.

When Ning Mengyao saw Qiao Tianchang, his eyes were full of surprises: "Tian Chang is back."

Qiao Tianchang’s face softened as Ning Mengya ran towards him, reaching out and screaming: “Who is he?”

No questioning, no doubt, some are just plain questions.

"The young master of the family is now the homeowner of the family." Ning Mengyao’s last sentence was somewhat reluctant.

"He beats your idea?" Dare to beat his wife's idea, dare to say that his son is wild, it seems that this man does not want to live.

Ning Mengyao reached out and held the waist of Qiao Tianchang: "Is that superficial person?"

"You are not a superficial person, but I am afraid that some people do not know how to live and die, and Xiao wants something that is not their own." Qiao Tianchang looked coldly at the unsuccessful look.

Unsen did not think that he had lost half of his life in one sentence.

"Who are you?" The woman who saw her favorite now leans in the arms of another man and looks at each other with a surprise expression. This kind of visual experience makes Unsen's face very ugly.

Qiao Tianchang released Ning Mengyao and stepped forward to think about it. "Who am I? Yaoyao, who do you mean?"

"Of course you are my man." Ning Mengyao did not want to answer directly.

The blue frost stood on the side and looked at Qiao Tianchang.

Just now she was still thinking about her aunt coming back. This person will not be embarrassed. I didn’t expect my grandfather to really come back.

And this is not the same as their uncle, the difference is not a little bit, there is no way to compare.

"you……"

Ning Mengyao looked at the eyes of Weisen’s round eyes: "I don't intend to continue playing with you. The things that Weisen used to do with Tongbaozhai are enough to make you die and you can't die anymore. The mind is even more sinful."

"What happened?" Qiao Tianchang frowned at Ning Mengyao. What happened during the time when he was not there?

Ning Mengyao looked at Weisen and said what happened during this time: "That's it."

"White ink?" For the unfinished business, Qiao Tianchang did not care much about it. Instead, she said that the Miaojiang national teacher was a white ink when he was quite surprised.

"Do you know that father-in-law?"

"I have already told you, but I am there..." Although Ning Mengyao did not say it, but Qiao Tianchang knew that I am afraid that Nangongyan would not believe that this is true.

Thinking of Nangongyan, Ning Mengyao felt that there was some headache, and I hope that I can think clearly.

Reaching out and taking a shot of Ning Mengyao's shoulder: "Do not worry, the father-in-law will think clearly, how do you plan to deal with this person?"

Ning Mengyao raised his eyes and arbitrarily opened his mouth: "What to do with it."