The General’s Little Peasant Wife

He lowered his head and kissed Ning Mengyao on his forehead. He accompanied Ning Mengyao to say some things about the capital. As for the brazenness or anger he was carrying, he disappeared at this moment.

In front of Ning Mengyao, Qiao Tian showed nothing, but after leaving Ning Mengyao's gaze, the smile on his face instantly became dull and scary, and the smell on his body was getting stronger, which worried Lin Zi very much.

This fear erupted once Jo Zhenghong arrived at the Township General's Palace on that day.

After Qiao Tianjing came out of the dungeon, they heard Lin Zixiao saying that Qiao Zhenghong had come and said that he had something to discuss with him.

There was a glimmer of laughter in Joe Tian's eyes, such a man.

He walked to the hall and watched Joe Zhenghong sit on the host. He also reprimanded Qingxue, who did not understand the manners, and looked like a master.

After Joe Tian slipped in, waved their hands to let Qingxue leave.

“I don't know when my town general's office is going to be judged by outsiders.” Joe Tian glanced at Joe Zhenghong and gave him no face at all.

“Don't be rude, I'm your father.” Joe Zhenghong photographed the table beside him, harshly scolding him.

Qiao Tianjing looked at his pie and laughed coldly: "I had nothing to do with you three years ago. If you have any objections, let's go to the palace to meet the Emperor and explain this to him.” Joe Tian said faintly, you can't see how amazing he really is.

Qiao Zhenghong was choked by Qiao Tian, because it was all true. If he dared to bring this matter to the Emperor, he would be the only one unlucky.

“What brings you here today?” Joe Tian looked at Joe Zhenghong indifferently, without any emotion.

Joe Zhenghong's eyes flashed slightly and then said, "You have Jomer, right? Let him go. ”

“What if I say no? ”

“You can't say no. ”

“Oh, are you threatening me?” Qiao Tian smiled softly and looked at Qiao Zhenghong with ridicule.

Threatened him in his territory. Where did Joe Jong-hoon come from?

But he wants Jomer? Just give it to him.

“Son of a bitch, bring Jomer up.” Joe Tian looked at Joe Zhenghong enjoyably, hoping that he would not be scared when he saw Joe Mo.

Shortly afterwards, the forest worried about two people, and they had a naked man in their hands, leaving only a breath of breath.

Dropping Jomer on the ground, the woods waved and let the two of them leave, which led them to stand behind Joe Tianjin.

When he saw the familiar figure, Joe Zhenghong stood up from his chair, unbelievably watching the tortured dying breath was a powerful helper beside his mouth.

Joe Tian glanced at the chair he was sitting in and the table he had touched: "I'll have someone change the chair and table later. ”

Lin Zi's worried eyelids jumped slightly, his eyes were full of silence, boss how much do you dislike this man, this is good sandalwood, just throw it away? What a shame.

Even though my sister-in-law makes a lot of money, isn't that how it's wasted?

When Qiao Zhenghong heard this, his breath of blood almost didn't spit out. He said this in front of him. This is just disgusting himself.

“Joe Tianjin, you're just being rude. He's one of mine.” Joe Zhenghong couldn't care less now, but pointed to Jomer, angry, who didn't know he was alive.

Joe Tianjin smiled. “So what? Don't you dare touch my Joe Tianjin's wife, that's what happens. ”

Joe Jong-hoon was still worried about Jomer. Who knew the next moment he heard him say his wife? He's already married?

“You're married? I won't allow it. Give me a break right now.” Joe Zhenghong ignored Joe Tianjin's ugly face and said angrily.

That was like Joe Tian grabbing his people.

Lin Zixiao and Ryan both took a few steps backwards at the same time, away from Joe Tianjin. This man is just dying. I wonder if their boss is in a bad mood right now? Well, in that case, it's like dying.