The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Nangong Yan glanced at Xiaoluo Yan, his eyes slightly lowered: “Their vigilance is not as simple as you think. With this time, don't even think about it. After this time, Tombao Xai will be here some capable heathens, I'm afraid. ”

Similar to what Nangong Yao thought, after having such an experience, Ning Mengyao recalls all the Ten Fang Neng Inhumans of Tombao Ramadan. Among them, there are a few very researched people.

When those people knew that Tombao Sai's young master was almost taken away, they drove from outside to Baishan Village. Baishan Village was lively enough for a while.

Meanwhile, Yang Lele finally gave birth, was born in the middle of the night, is a son, named Thunder Ting, nicknamed Beans.

The kid tormented Yang Lele all night, almost took Ryan's anger away.

Ning Mengyao looked at Yang Lele's happy face and thought of the way he was having a baby. His eyes filled with laughter: “How do you feel? ”

“Very good.” I wondered why Yang Lele thought this man was so stupid when Ryan looked so proud after the baby was born.

Ning Mengyao smiled softly: “I'm relieved. ”

“Yao Yao, I heard something happened to you guys before. How was it? Is everything all right now?” At that time, because she was about to have a baby, Ryan didn't dare to tell her what was going on, so she got excited until the baby was born and took a few more days off. She thought about it and asked, and Ryan told her that.

Ning Mengyao teased the child's hand and paused, then laughed: “Don't worry, it's okay. ”

“Well, if you say so, I won't ask, but be careful.” Yang Lele hearted to understand the sadness in Ning Mengyao's heart. After all, at that time, her father was so good, but now he is working with others to deal with his daughter, and even wants to take away his grandson, which is too annoying.

Ning Mengyao nodded: “I know, don't worry, I'm ready for this.” One more time is enough. One more time she thinks she's going crazy.

My son is fine if it doesn't happen. If it does, she won't forgive herself.

Yang Lele didn't know what Ning Mengyao thought: “What about Yang Su-yun? Got it? ”

“Not yet.” Speaking of which, Ning Mengyao neglected the locked up Chen Qi.

“Yao Yao, you better watch out for Yang Su-yun. ”

“You, you're just worried about your life. All you have to do now is take good care of yourself. I'll go back and check on the little monkey.” Speaking of his own son, Mengyao's eyes were filled with helplessness.

Ever since Jomo walked like a pimp, not only did Jomo Maple get involved, but even the beautiful words in the garden were bad luck. Just think of the means of his son, grabbing the flowers and not letting go. She really wanted to cry.

“Okay, when I get out of the moon, I'll find you. ”

“Yes.”

When Ning Mengyao went out, he saw Yang Zhengle stew soup for Yang Le: “Is Yao quitting? ”

“No, I have to go back and see the kid. He's very skinny right now, and I don't know if Maple can take him. ”

“Then go.” The Yang family still knows something about Jomo's current skin-jumping appearance, and even they can't do anything about it.

Ning Mengyao came home and saw Jomo grabbing Master Frost's black old beard with his little hand and pulling it down.

And the old man, although it was painful, but he couldn't resist being cruel to Jomo, became like this. He held Jomo and couldn't resist letting go. He had to guard his beard carefully while Jomo Maple stood embarrassed.

The funny side is that Ning Mengyao came in as a scene to see.

“Monkey, you're naughty again.” Ning Mengyao walked over and picked up the little monkey in the arms of the black old man.

After hearing Ning Mengyao's voice, Jomo quickly unraveled Blackold's mustache, silly Zhuning Mengyao laughed, as if he had done nothing.