The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Since she can't escape the problem, it's better to face it. Although it's a little twisted in her heart, she can't erase everything that White Ink did for her. Since that's the case, then, just be friends.

Seeing Xiao Orange Yao seemed to agree, she preferred to relieve herself greatly. If Xiao Orange Yao disagreed again, she would really throw up.

Speaking to Xiao Orange for a while, she watched her take the medicine and drugged her wound before leaving.

I just went out and saw white ink standing not far away, and I walked over and said, "Let's go somewhere else. ”

White Mo nodded and walked towards the garden next to Ning Mengyao, waiting some distance from Xiao Orange's room before stopping.

“Did you hear what I said to my mother?” Despite the doubt, the tone is such a certainty.

“Mmm.”

“White ink, I want you to take care of my mother.” Ning Mengyao looked seriously at White Ink, and she gave her mother's kiss to someone who was once an enemy, however, she felt a little uncomfortable.

White Mo smiled bitterly: "Don't worry, I'll take care of her, and when she's done, I'll take her back to Xiao. ”

However, Ning Mengyao shook his head: “Miaojiang is still safe for the time being, and this is also your territory. Half of it is in your hands, so this place is safer for you. Xiao Guo is not so safe anymore. I don't want my mother to go back to adventure, even if she wants to go back, and wait for everything to be settled before going back. ”

White Mo smiled softly: "I see, Yale has a good daughter. ”

“Are you jealous?” Ning Mengyao's eyebrows picked gently.

“A little.” All his life he thought Xiao Orange had no other woman, no children. Now he sees Yale's children as good and thinks of her everywhere. He says he doesn't envy that it's all fake.

Mengyao snorted and said some arrogant words: "Even if you're jealous, it's not for you. ”

When Joe Tian approached with Jomo in his arms, he saw Ning Mengyao and Bai Mo standing side by side without knowing what they were talking about. The look on their faces made him uncomfortable.

“Yao Yao, what are you talking about? ”

Ning Mengyao had a beautiful smile on his face and turned to look at Joe Tianjin, his mouth slightly raised: “Let's talk about letting him take care of my mother's affairs. ”

“I've notified Frost of them, pack up and we can leave tomorrow.” Qiao Tian ignored the white ink and just looked at Ning Mengyao and said.

“Kid, are you ignoring me?” After seeing Qiao Tianchang speak to Ning Mengyao, Bai Mo intends to pull someone away and his face gets dark.

Are you at least his elder? I can't believe I don't know how to respect the elderly and the young.

Joe Tian glanced at the white ink: “Just know. ”

“The skies are clear for us to go.” Ning Mengyao had dragged Joe Tian away when White Mo was about to talk.

White ink's eyelids jumped straight and watched the two ignore him. The person who left directly was incredibly depressed.

How could Joe's daughter ignore him? Does he have a face that can't be ignored?

In the evening, that face was completely black, and Joe Tianjin couldn't go anywhere better. It didn't look good to see white ink anyway.

As for the reason? That's because Ning Mengyao has been in Xiao Orange Yao's room since the afternoon, and he didn't even come out to eat, and Ning Mengyao even said he was going to sleep with Xiao Orange Yao at night.

Suddenly, the faces of two men were just like the ashes on the bottom of a pot.

“I said, how can you not even look at your own daughter-in-law?” It makes people feel like they're biting their teeth. I can't help but tear Joe Tian apart and chew it and eat it.

Joe Tian glanced at White Ink with disdain: "Those who are still disliked by my mother-in-law are not allowed to speak. ”

“You…”

The two of them stared at each other here, and the room in which Mengyao sat beside the bed and spoke to Xiao Orange Yao.

Of course, Mengyao said she was going to sleep with Xiao Orange Ya. That's just saying. If she does sleep here tonight, she will definitely get up tomorrow and be killed by someone's eye knife.