The General’s Little Peasant Wife

“Not in a hurry.” Ning Mengyao shook his head and didn't seem to care about it at all.

They've come to this place, and she doesn't think the so-called master doesn't know they're here, and he's avoiding it now, I'm afraid, just to watch the play?

Do you know what role Maple played when he came back here?

Ning Mengyao really didn't like the master at all, even a little disgusted. Why did such a man make such a big move in Miaojiang and Zhongyuan?

Is it because of his little selfishness?

After Song Li left the master of the country, her body has been in pain, and she can no longer see the man she was proud of.

Every day he looked at him with either a vertical eyebrow or an exploratory look, as if that was not his husband, but an irrelevant man.

Such an attitude finally set Miaojiang Wang on fire. When Song Li proposed to deal with Ning Mengyao, the fire in his heart completely erupted.

“Song Li, what do you really think you are? It's just garbage that the guy doesn't want. Do you really think you're a person? ”

“You…” Song Li has never been so insulted, and now this man is talking to her like this.

The emotional overexcitement caused Song Li's body to start trembling, and her expression became a little twisted. Her eyes were filled with the color of pain. Again, this feeling, so painful.

“Ouch...”

Wang Miaojiang looked at Song Li coldly and snorted: “You deserve it.” While saying this, he kicked Song Li in the foot of a downhole stone.

Song Li Na's already painful body, after being kicked by Wang Miaojiang, became even more painful, as if the pain together because of the outbreak of Wang Miaojiang's foot, even made her suffer.

Song Li died looking at the person in front of him, his eyes like they were quenched with poison.

“What's that look like?” Wang Miaojiang was disgusted by the look in Song Li's eyes. The woman has had physical problems since she came back to Mausoleum. Not only could she not serve him, but she stopped him from finding others.

Now that Song Li is such a wretch, Miaojiang King feels that his patience over the years is not worth it at all.

“You can't die well.” Song Li bites the tooth curse.

That's what Miaojiang cares about the most. Now he hears Song Li curse him to death. His eyes are still so gloomy. Even if Miaojiang King doesn't believe in these things, he is really angry.

“Song Li, you want to die.” Wang Miaojiang walked up and kicked his foot on Song Li's face. Just one foot of Song Li's face gradually became red and swollen. In particular, it can be seen how hard Wang Miaojiang used.

Song Li died watching this completely changed man in front of him, suddenly he laughed: “Want to kill me? I'm afraid you don't have the guts. ”

“What do you mean?” Wang Miaojiang's action suddenly stopped and looked down at Song Li, who was no longer the same.

“Wanna know? I tell you, have you been feeling very uncomfortable lately? Especially on top of that, the force is out of the mind.” Song Liyin smiled, and the wolf with that face gave Wang Miaojiang a bad feeling.

“What did you do to my body?” He never told anyone about these things. How did Song Li know? That only explains one thing, and that's why his body became like this, which this damned woman did.

“Nothing, I just added a little something to your diet, and I'm dead, and you're going to have to bury me.” After Song Li said Haha's laugh, there was obvious madness in the laughter, and the look in King Miaojiang's eyes was full of irony.

How long does he think he's been so stupid?

“Hand over the antidote. ”

“Want an antidote? Yes, help me kill Ning Mengyao, and bring back a worry-free person around her, or you won't even think about it. ”

Speaking of worry-free, Song Li's eyes were full of shadows, and she would let the man know what happened to betraying her.