The General’s Little Peasant Wife

However, this is Feng Qi’s own business. He is not qualified to ask: “If this is the case, then I will not send you.”

Feng Yan’s eyes twitched slightly, and looked at Qiao Tianchang silently: “Are you pretending to be a good one?”

Qiao Tianchang couldn't help but laugh haha. He now knows that this person is a different watch.

When he didn't know, he felt that Feng Qi was a very indifferent person. After he really got along for a long time, he found that this person is a very interesting person. The indifferent appearance is only for outsiders.

"Your expression is too fake, not worthy of sympathy. If you want to go, let Qingxuan send you out. I will go with Yaoyao." Turning around and leaving, I have no intention of nostalgia. nothing.

Feng Xiao looked at the back of Qiao Tianchang, suddenly felt very speechless, and a daughter-in-law was great? He still has a son, although his son is not taking care of himself now.

When Joe Tianchang went back, he saw that Ning Mengyao was holding his son to tell him a story. Every time he saw this scene, Qiao Tianchang would feel warm in his heart.

Sitting on the side, listening to Ning Mengyao telling his son with a gentle voice, and some lovely questions that his son asked from time to time, the smile on Joe Tianchang’s face has not been broken.

"Oh." After listening to the story, Jomo Mou saw Joe Tian Chang on one side, and quickly came down from Ning Mengyao's arms and threw himself on Qiao Tianchang.

Reaching out to take the risk of danger, and stretched his hand to pinch his son's face: "Furry."

"Mother tells the story."

"Well, do you like the story told by the mother?" Joe Tianchang looked at his son with a smile.

"Uh-huh, I like it, I like it." Jomo Mou nodded quickly. "I like to listen to my mother's story."

Qiao Tianchang reached out and licked his son's small head: "I like it, right, Xiaobai, why didn't you stay with you?"

Xiaobai is the little fox who died in Miaojiang to follow them. After he came back, he always followed Jomo’s side. Fortunately, the little fox is a little bigger than the palm, and the child will not feel too heavy. .

"Little white sleeps." Jomo is flat and flat, his eyes are full of disappointment, apparently very dissatisfied with Xiaobai's sleep.

After a glimpse of Joe Tian, ​​he laughed: "Is this no one to play with?"

"Well, I listen to my mother telling a story." Jomo nodded and said very well.

Ning Mengyao sat on the side and looked at the father and son to chat, feeling very interesting. In their home, Qiao Tianchang is definitely a kind father, but when the time is severe, he is not at all soft, but the child is still very partial. Like Joe Tianchang.

As long as Joe Tian has a time, the child is definitely crawling on him, so he looks at it.

"Would you take you out to play? Go to Lele's house to find a younger brother?"

Jomo's brows wrinkled, like a little old man: "No, my brother doesn't cry."

Qiao Tianchang looked at his son with a smile: "My brother is still young." But think carefully, as if his son was born from now to now, but he rarely cries, and counts it carefully.

"No, don't like your brother."

Ning Mengyao listened and looked at his son: "Is the brother in the mother's stomach like it?"

"Like, most like my younger siblings." Jomo Mou nodded quickly.

Ning Mengyao looked at her son silently. How did she feel at home and she would become a younger brother?

Looking at the frame of Ning Meng Yao really feel that the two small in the stomach will be lawless.

"Let's go, take you to the back of the mountain."

"Okay." Jomo Feng was so excited that he could see how much he likes to go to the mountains to play.

Ning Mengyao looked at Qiao Tianchang with a sad look, they went like this? Leave yourself alone here no matter what?

After receiving the sorrowful sight of Ning Mengyao, Qiao Tianchang coughed aloud: "Yao Yao?"

"I am going too."

"But..." Looking at Ning Mengyao's big belly, Qiao Tianchang really didn't feel relieved.

When Qiao Tianchang hesitated, Mei Ruolin took her child to look for Ning Mengyao, which dispelled the thought that Ning Mengyao wanted to follow.