The General’s Little Peasant Wife

When Qiao Tianjin returned, his seat was occupied. He didn't care. He sat and watched them play. He didn't find it boring for a while, so he leaned aside with the book Ning Mengyao had searched for.

In the hustle and bustle of the crowd, it seems a little quiet.

“Why did I lose again?” Xiao Qitian looked depressingly at the large number of cards in his hand.

“Bad luck.” The royal wind mocked.

Xiao Qitian snorted: “You're still talking about me? ”

The royal wind was choked for a moment. At their table, the two of them lost the worst, and the winner was Xiao Qifeng.

Xiao Qifeng looked at the two men fighting mouth, the corner of their mouth slightly hooked, unlike the usual kind of laugh, now he is genuinely laughing.

“Tianjing, you help me.” Seeing Joe Tian Smooth reading while reading, Xiao Qi Tian hurried to find help.

Joe Tian frowned softly: "Do you really want me to help? ”

“Well, you help, you have to beat them.” Xiao Qitian called it Qi. Every time his cards were bad, even very bad, it would be strange if he could win.

Joe Tian dropped his book and walked over to sit in Xiao Qitian's chair.

Only a few times, Xiao Qitian lost some money to win back.

Xiao Qitian looked at the dark painted face of the royal wind and Joseph smiled: “I'm not the loser now, am I? ”

“Don't let Heaven help you.” The royal wind bites his teeth.

Xiao Qitian hummed: “I think you're just jealous. ”

Fly to Xiao Qitian with an eye knife, the more fierce the royal wind, but the more you lose in the end.

Although the money is only a dime for him, it still hurts, especially looking at Xiao Qitian's unbeaten face.

Watching Joe Tianjing in the morning: “I didn't expect Tianjing to be as good as he was playing. ”

Joe Tian smiled and didn't speak. He was just very proud of Xiao Qitian, but he came for him.

A group of people have been playing all night. Everyone thinks that it's New Year's Eve and there's nothing to do, so just keep playing.

Ning Mengyao woke up in the dark and heard the noise in the front hall about to turn the house upside down.

It's so dark, these people haven't had enough fun.

I went in and saw Xiao Qitian and Mighty Wind paired up. That was about to turn into a chicken fight eye.

“I said, what are you doing?” Ning Mengyao reached out and rubbed his eyebrows and asked helplessly.

“Mengyao, you're awake. Come on, I'll split your money.” Xiao Qitian took a stack of votes in his hand and laughed at Joseph.

Seeing Xiao Qitian's face, the liver pain of the royal wind, he lost all this money.

If it was Xiao Qitian who won himself, forget it. But if it wasn't, it was still Joe Tian who won. He picked it up on the side, but now he's like this. Think about it, the royal wind is depressed.

“Win if you can.” The royal wind bites his teeth.

Xiao Qitian glanced proudly at the royal wind: “I know you are envious. ”

Mengyao looked at them strangely: “What's wrong with you people? ”

Makes it look like a chicken fight.

Snowflake told Ning Mengyao all the time. After listening to Ning Mengyaotong, they understood. It was because of this, but it was really interesting, no wonder brother-in-law was so angry.

“Come on, Mengyao, this is yours.” Xiao Qitian gave half of Ning Mengyao a very generous share.

I'd rather Mengyao blinked. She didn't do anything, so she got thousands of taels?

The royal wind unwillingly looked at Xiao Qitian's little man as if he wanted to: “Let's go on, don't let Heaven help you this time. ”

“No help, no help.” He doesn't care about the money, who's afraid of who.

Joe Tian saw the two of them arguing and had some fun, so he stood up and gave way.

“You go on, I'm done.” It was really a little dizzy after all that time.

Ning Mengyao saw Joe Tian wrinkling his eyebrows, his hands gently rubbing his forehead horn, now he knew he was annoyed by the noise.

He walked up to him and sat down, then reached down and rubbed his temple.

Joe Tianjin didn't want her to do that. She still remembered that she was pregnant. How could this girl seem to have made up her mind? If she didn't want to let go, she would have to go with her sexuality.