The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Joe Tian looked at the woman in front of him without a word, his eyelids jumped straight, and he hit her in the head with his hand: “What nonsense. ”

I'd rather Dream Yao smiled and nodded. That's kind of delicate.

The two jokes entered the house, and after they had all returned, a man in a white gown appeared at the door, looking at Zhuangzi, whispering: “Is this it? ”

Yang Lele was originally planning to go to her mother's house to pick up some dishes to eat home. Who knew when she first went out, she saw a gentle and elegant man standing in front of Ning Mengyao's house with a thoughtful expression on his face.

“Are you looking for Yao Yao?” Yang Lele walked over and smiled at the man in front of him.

The man glanced at Yang Lele and nodded: “Yes. ”

“Wait a minute, I'll get someone for you.” He walked toward Zhuangzi.

Not long later, Ning Mengyao followed Yang Lele out.

Seeing the strange man standing outside, Mengyao frowned: “Who are you?” She doesn't even know this guy.

The man looked at Ning Mengyao in a trance: "Yar. ”

The woman in front of him was very similar to the one he remembered, except that she had some extra spirituality on her face, which was completely different from her kind of gentleness.

Ning Mengyao frowned: “I'm sorry you're mistaken. ”

The man shook his head with a smile: "No, I'm not mistaken. Maybe I'm looking for you. ”

Mengyao looked weirdly at the man in front of him and said, "Who are you? ”

“White ink. ”

Ning Mengyao looked at the man in front and then shook his head: “I don't know. ”

“You'll know me.” White ink laughed softly.

Although the two people are very similar in length, they are not alone. The person does not have the same temperament as Ning Mengyao, nor does Ning Mengyao have the gentleness to belong to that person.

Ning Mengyao's most annoying guessing game is this. His eyebrows are wrinkled to death. Both eyebrows are about to turn into two caterpillars: “What are you doing here? ”

“I'm here to see you.” White ink looked at Ning Mengyao's face with a very gentle expression. If you look closely, you still seem to have noticeable tenderness in your eyes.

Ning Mengyao glanced at the white ink: “Then come in. ”

White ink followed Ning Mengyao into Zhuangzi.

After entering, White Ink's eyes were surprised. I didn't expect to build such a good place in such an untold village.

As soon as he walked in, he smelled a faint floral scent, which gave White Ink the delusion of obsession, as if he belonged here.

Ning Mengyao did not hear footsteps for half a day, his subconscious head turned and saw white ink looking at the garden not knowing what he was thinking.

Standing beside her, Ning Mengyao frowned. She didn't know why she stood so well. She just thought it would be bad if she disturbed this man.

When Nangong Flame saw white ink, he had a surprise in his eyes: "White ink? What are you doing here? ”

White ink also seems to be a little unexpected: “Long time no see. ”

Ning Mengyao blinked and blinked, some surprised asked: “Dad, do you know him? ”

“Yeah, he was a good friend with Dad and your mother.” Thinking of the past, the face of the South Palace Flame had a strong smile.

That's the happy look I had when I met my old friend.

“Oh.” The man looked so young, I had no idea he was the same age as Nangong Yan.

Nangong Yan greeted White Mo happily and sat down, curious in his heart, “How did you find this place? ”

“I found Yale, but there's no way to bring people out now.” White ink lowered his head, his eyes flashed slightly, at that moment strange, no one saw, including Ning Mengyao.

Nangong's flames opened their eyes and I couldn't believe it when I looked at White Ink: “White Ink, are you telling the truth? ”

Did you really find Yale? If that's the case, then he must go and give the man back.

White ink nodded and frowned, looking very thorny: “It's true, Yar fell into the hands of Master Miaojiang. ”

Nangong Ya was somewhat surprised: “How could Ya and Nanjiang National Master be involved? ”