The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Ning Mengyao didn't even look at Xiao Ming. He took Qiao Tianchang's hand and walked out from Xiao Ming.

Looking at the unusually harmonious back of the two, Xiao Ming's face was gloomy and very ugly.

No one has ever been able to do this to him, never.

Looking at Joe Tianjing with a cold face, he reached out and pinched Joe Tianjing again: “Are you still angry? ”

“I hate it when people look at you like that.” Joe Tian frowned coldly at the opening.

Ning Mengyao shook his head with a smile: “Even if I look, I'm just yours. ”

“I like to hear that.” Reaching down and holding the hand on his face in his hand, Joe Tian's smooth face finally gradually disappeared.

Ning Mengyao looked at Joe Tianjing, who looked a little childish and couldn't help but shake his head with a smile: “Let's go find Xiao Ren. ”

Qiao Tianjin mumbled: “I'm afraid the relationship between Xiao Ming and Xiao Ren is not that simple. ”

“Probably two grandchildren.” Ning Mengyao said, not at all concerned.

Joe Tian paused his hand and nodded: “Hmm. ”

When the two men found Xiao Ren, he was in his own house. I didn't know what to think. I didn't even see them coming.

“Miss, are you here?” Xiao Ren hurriedly asked when he saw Ning Mengyao and them.

Ning Mengyao nodded and glanced at Xiao Ren: “While we were still here, I didn't want anyone to bother us anymore. ”

“Uh, who? ”

“That man is probably your grandson.” Ning Mengyao looked at Xiao Ren and found that Xiao Ren's face had changed slightly when she said this, which did not seem so good.

“Tomorrow? Don't worry, old slave knows what to do.” Xiao Ren's voice bore a hint of exhaustion, and his heart was also very worried.

Ning Mengyao nodded and turned away without looking at Xiao Ren.

“Grandpa... why did you come to my house?” When they first went out, they met Xiao Ming, who looked at them with some surprise.

Ning Mengyao glanced at Xiao Ming: “Tianjing, let's go, look around, then let Xiao Ren take us out tomorrow.” She doesn't have that much time to talk to Xiao Ming.

“Mmm.”

Ignored once by two people who loved themselves, Xiao Ming's face was gloomy and horrible. He watched the scene coldly and turned back to the house after they had left.

“Grandpa, what are they doing here?” Without answers from both of them, Xiao Ming could only put his mind on his grandfather.

Xiao Ren sighed and looked at his grandson: “Miss Tomorrow said to tell you to leave them alone. ”

Xiao Ming's face was stiff and he frowned with dissatisfaction: “But Grandpa...”

“Tomorrow, as you can see, the lady is married and their relationship is good, and I don't want you to make any wrong decisions.” Xiao Ren interrupted his grandson with a frown.

Of course, he knew the lady was brilliant, and there was nothing strange about grandchildren falling in love with her, but what he could not accept was that grandchildren, knowing that they had already married, went to interrupt people's lives.

“Who's your grandson, Grandpa? Even if they get married, so what?” Xiao Ming said, not at all concerned.

It's not like he hasn't seen the women out there in years, but none of them ever interest him so much.

He just likes that woman and wants her to be his wife, even if she's married.

Xiao Ren was stunned by the thought of his grandson. He shook his back and pointed at him. His face looked very ugly: “You dare. ”

“Well, I know what I'm doing myself.” Xiao Ming looked at Xiao Ren very impatiently and said.

Looking at his grandchildren who had just returned home, he turned around and left. Xiao Ren's face was full of regrets. He should not have let his grandchildren go out with them in the first place, otherwise he would not be like this.

He has now seriously doubted whether what he said to Ning Mengyao was true in his face.

Lifting that already very old hand, he covered his face and Xiao Ren felt he had a negative father's orders.