The General’s Little Peasant Wife

They tested Yao Yao for fear, which he could accept, but he couldn't accept them because they wanted to test him with Ning Mengyao's life.

In a situation like the one just now, if something goes wrong here, the last person to be injured is Ning Mengyao. He has been hurt a lot since he was a child, and he has long been used to it. Unlike Konin Mengyao, 70% of his strength in the morning may have killed her.

The slap was just spitting blood on him and the internal injuries needed to be healed, but by the time she got to Ning Mengyao, she might have lost half her life.

“This is our fault, not anymore.” I nodded in the morning, and this time I did have something to think about.

“No later.” Joe Tian glanced at them and he didn't like it very much.

Because of his anger, Joe Tianjin was so angry, they couldn't help but wonder: “Yao, what do you men do? ”

“Him? Formerly a general, not anymore. ”

“Oh, still a general, why not now?” Mu Xue looked curiously at Ning Mengyao, some of whom jumped off and asked.

They came up with a lot of ways to test Joe Tianjin, but just the first time they agreed with Joe Tianjin.

“Because I don't want to go to the capital.” Ning Mengyao said naturally.

Snowflake and Stuart looked at each other and said, "What makes us think you're showing off? ”

“I'm just showing off. What's wrong? Neither can you be jealous.” Ning Mengyao held Joe Tian's smooth arm in both hands and said with a grin, his expression would be as loud as it could be.

Such a good man is hers.

The snowflake jumped, I really don't know why those people said she wanted to be like a fairy, obviously a demon.

Reaching out and patting Ning Mengyao's head, Qiao Tianchang did not denounce her, but the drowning in her eyes could not be hidden.

Merolyn looked at the two intimate faces and smiled: “We're relieved to see Yao find his place. ”

“Sister May, did you come alone? Where's my brother-in-law? He's not coming?” Ning Mengyao suddenly thought of another person, curiously stuck with Merolyn.

The man, Merolyn, had a black line on his head: “He...”

“Yao is still the best for me, come and give me a hug.” Softly picked voices sound behind the crowd.

People just wanted to jump towards Ning Mengyao, people were taken away by Joe Tianjin.

Stop dangerously so that it won't fall too bad, someone mournfully looked at Ning Mengyao: “Yao give me a hug what's wrong? ”

“With your hand, I chopped that hand off and fed it to the dog.” Joe Tian smoothly threw an eye-knife at the man, and his heart was jealous.

Before he knew it, Yao Yao didn't know how many times he had been hugged by this shemale.

“Kid, what are you talking about? ”

“I said hold my daughter-in-law, touch her with that hand, and I'll chop your hand off. ”

“Brother-in-law, I support you.” Merolyn clapped her hands as she clapped.

A man turns to his knees and grieves: "Daughter-in-law, turn your elbows out. ”

Merolyn looked at the man with a smile and turned a blind eye to his grievance: "Can I see one of your elbows? ”

“Daughter-in-law, you bully me. ”

“You're a woman, aren't you?” Joe Tian suddenly burst out with a word that made men angry.

“I am a pure man.” Man, that's called an anger.

Joe Tian glanced at his overly handsome face and thought about what he had just done: “I really don't see it. ”

“Pfft, hahahaha, Mighty Wind. Look, I'm not the only one who says that to you, am I?” This next time, the elegant and calm morning burst into laughter.

In fact, the Mighty Wind is not like this. He just especially likes to pretend to be pathetic in front of Jolyn. If Jolyn doesn't eat this set, plus his face is too good-looking, the face of a female male and female can't argue, as long as he doesn't speak, say he is a female adult.

“Joe Tianjin, you don't want to get married, do you?” The wind bites the teeth.

Joe Tian glanced at him and said, “When am I like you? ”

“What does he mean?” After the royal wind perceived the people on the side of the question.

Morning, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. ”