The General’s Little Peasant Wife

White Mo shook his head: “I don't know, I've been looking for Yar's news since Yar disappeared, and I only recently got it. I went to Ling Guo to look for you, but I didn't find anyone. They said you were in Xiao Guo, so I came to take a chance, I didn't expect to find anyone.” White ink had a happy smile on his face.

Ning Mengyao sat there listening to the conversation between the two people, always thought there was something strange, but she couldn't tell me exactly what was strange.

I haven't thought about the answer for a long time. I'd rather not think about it, but sit beside it and stop for two.

“Yar is somewhere in Miaojiang, I want to go with you.” Nangong Yan thought about it and looked at White Ink and said seriously.

Ning Mengyao was just about to say something and saw Joe Tian across the street shaking his head, which seemed to mean saying, tell her not to talk.

Although confused, Ning Mengyao nodded and sat beside him without interrupting the conversation between the two.

After the two of them had finished talking, it was already an hour later, and this middle Ning Mengyao became more and more curious about this man named White Ink.

From the attitude of Nangong Yan, he trusted this man very much.

White ink stood in front of the window, looking at everything outside, the corner of his mouth pulled a faint smile, seemed to see something interesting in general.

And the assassin preferred to pull Joe Tian back to his room, frowning: “Tian Tian Xian, I don't think something is right. ”

Qiao Tian nodded and told him that the man named White Ink was more dangerous than any one of them on the battlefield, and was more than ten times as dangerous.

What's wrong with such a dangerous man, my father-in-law's friend?

Joe Tian whispered, “Look at the white ink for a while, but don't show it. ”

“Do you really think Daddy's leaving with White Moe?” This is what Ning Mengyao is worried about most now.

Nangong Yan and her mother's previous relationship was very good, yes, she didn't deny that, but she didn't believe in white ink, and she didn't feel comfortable handing people over to white ink.

Joe Tian sighed softly: "My father-in-law will definitely go. ”

“Why?”

“If I were my father-in-law, my lover had disappeared for decades and suddenly had news, even if it was just vague news, I would have gone.” Joe Tian said with great seriousness.

Because love has reached its extreme point, I can't wait to fly over with my wings when I have news.

He thinks Nangong Flame is too rational, it's kind of scary.

Ning Mengyao was silent.

Indeed, if it were her, she would do the same, even if it were a very distant hope, even if the end of that hope would pay a heavy price.

“Rest assured, my father-in-law is not so bullied.” As long as the man named White Mo really just came to Nangong Yan to say this, then everything would be fine, if not, then don't blame him for being rude.

Ning Mengyao is still tangled up and doesn't want Nangong Flame to go.

Indeed, a few days later, Nangong Yan really made a request to leave with White Ink.

“Dad, do you have to leave?” Ning Mengyao always thought that Nangong Flame would be very dangerous if she left, and she didn't want Nangong Flame to leave.

Nangong Yan nodded with a smile: "Yeah, Dad's going to your mother. I'll bring her back to see the baby when I find her. ”

Ning Mengyao glanced at the white ink next to him and nodded helplessly: "Well, Dad, you have to be careful. ”

She didn't add her mother, but Nangong Yan's love for her father made her very greedy and kept her very attached.

Nangong Flame nodded with a smile: "You, so annoying, be careful what the heavens do to you. ”

The two men spoke for a while, and Nangong Flame rolled over his horse. In this gap, Ning Mengyao and the others went to the front of White Ink and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "You better not have any purpose, or I will break you to pieces. ”

White inky eyelids jumped: “What else can I do for? Just looking for an old friend.” The smile on White Ink's face is still so impeccable.

But that's how the perfect smile makes Ning Mengyao feel weird.

Something too perfect often hides dangers.