The General’s Little Peasant Wife

The frost was full of stunning and incredible eyes: "How could you do that? ”

“The closer you and Nanyu get, the more I prepare for you. I know you, Nanyu is different for you.” So she knew that it was just a matter of time before the two of them were together.

Green frost stared at the bamboo: “Thank you. ”

“We don't talk about it. What kind of wedding dress do you want? I'll do it for you. ”

“You're doing fine.” Her craftsmanship is so good, everything looks great.

“Okay.”

After Ning Mengyao woke up, he began to prepare the dowry for Qingyu, and Qiao Tianchang also took a lot of the share he had previously received from Ning Mengyao to Nanyu.

“Boss this...” Looking at the thick stack of silver tickets in his hand, Nanyu's eyes were full of stunning.

“You've been thinking about revenge all these years, and you don't have any family, and these are for you, you always have to prepare for the bride price. ”

Nanyu held the silver ticket in his hand tightly: "Thank you, boss. ”

“We are brothers without saying thank you, then Qingzhu they are going to open a grocery store, sell some snacks, you throw in the rest of the money, monthly share, so that you and Qingzhuang can save some money.” He's going to marry him this time. He's going to keep the silver tickets, and I'm afraid not.

Nanyu's eyes flashed with complexity. He knew why Qiao Tianchang had given him so many silver tickets, and told him this. He worried that he would give it to him later, so he didn't want it, so even found a way to make money for him.

“Boss, I...” Nanyu's voice was a little dull. After meeting them, his life was fine, and now he is, too, taking care of himself and thinking of everything.

Joe Tian patted Nanyu on the shoulder: “Everything will be fine. ”

After Qiao Tianchang left, Nanyu went to find Qingxue. After asking clearly, he took out half of Qingxue Qiao Tianchang's silver ticket.

Qingxue saw this eyebrow slightly picked, and suddenly he said: "Don't worry, you two are just waiting for the money. ”

“Mmm.”

While preparing the dowry and bride price, Ning Mengyao also invited some people, the Yang Le family is certain, and Xiao Qitian and them.

When Xiao Qitian learned that Nanyu was going to marry Green Frost, everyone was stupid. Why did he think the world had changed in just a few days?

“You said Nanyu was about to get married." Xiao Qifeng was also somewhat stunned. The only person in his heart who wanted to get married was hatred, and the target was the maid beside Ning Mengyao.

“Well, I just got an invitation.” Xiao Qitian shook the invitation in his hand a little silent, why did everyone get married?

Xiao Qifeng nodded: “In that case, send Nanyu a gift. ”

“I know.” Xiao Qitian nodded.

It's just so silent about Ning Mengyao. Now when this sword is drawn, they still have time to prepare for the wedding, so don't be too careless.

Ning Mengyao and the others were preparing for the wedding, and Linglo, who had no pavement after that day, knew about it.

When I learned that Ning Mengyao was pregnant, Linglo's expression was a little twisted, and even a little grumpy.

I'm afraid if he hadn't been in his study at the time, people would have been frightened.

“Young Master...” Ming Fang looked at his young master, his eyes filled with worry.

Isn't that a good time for the young master and the county master? Why did you hear Miss Ning's face when she was pregnant?

“Find a way to erase the kid.” Linglo looked at Mingfang and said cruelly.

He can tolerate Ning Mengyao being with other men, but can't tolerate her having other men's children.

Ming Fang's body was stiff and some of his eyes were unbelievable: "Young master, what do you mean? ”

“Creating an accident caused her to have an abortion. ”

“Why?” asked the subconscious.

Linglou's eyes turned dangerous in a flash, looking at the bright side, the cold opening: “Do I need you to ask me anything else? ”

“Subordinates do not dare. ”

“Then go. ”

Ming Fang was helpless and had to turn around and leave, but his heart was already afraid of Linglo.

What will the young master look like if we continue like this? Ming Fang dared not even think about it.

Linglo took a painting from his desk, painted like Mengyao in a previous life, which was recently painted.

Hands on that familiar, but with some strange faces, you'll always be mine.