The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Joe Tian tried to get down and paused, silenced for a moment, pretended not to hear frost from the bed and walked out of the room.

Frost saw him like this, his heart hated him not: “Joe Tianjin, don't go too far. ”

“Where is Yao Yao? ”

The frost didn't say anything, and the people outside didn't talk. Joe Tian Tianjin knew that they didn't want to tell him, and they weren't angry. They didn't say anything, so he went looking for it himself, right?

The old man looked at Joe Tianjin unhappily, clamping his shoulder with one hand: "Do you still want your body? ”

“Grandpa Black, I'm going to find Yao Yao, I'm fine. ”

“Nanyu took him back to bed and lay down, if he was running down, for you to ask. ”

Nanyu nodded, while Qiao Tian was not paying attention, nodded his cave, and then hugged him to the bed.

“Nanyu...”

“Boss, sister-in-law needs to rest, she also needs to be quiet, you hurt her deeply this time, such an approach is important in the sister-in-law's heart that she and her son have not yet come to the Emperor and Qi Wang in your heart. ”

Joe, look at Nanyu. Is that what this is all about? Would Yao really think that, as Nanyu said?

In Ning Mengyao's heart, she did have this idea, so after seeing Joe Tian wake up, she left directly. She didn't want to see the face that made her angry.

Jomo Feng knew from Frost that Ning Mengyao had gone, and went to the courtyard furthest away from where his father now lived, and he took Jomo.

In the room, Qingxue and Qingzhu looked painfully at Ning Mengyao's hollow eyes and looked at the front face without expression.

“Ma'am, don't do this. Why don't you eat something? ”

Ning Mengyao shook his head: “Go out, I'll be alone. ”

“But miss...”

“Out.”

This is what Jomo Feng saw when he came here with Jomo: "Mom, can you eat something? ”

Qingzhu saw Joe Mo Feng as if he had seen the savior. You should know that all these days depend on Young Master, Miss, which is why she is willing to eat some food.

Joe Mo-feng put Joe Mo-feng on the bed, picked up the porridge from the bamboo, walked to the bed and sat down: “Mom, eat some. ”

“Maple can't eat, she'll eat when she's hungry. ”

“Mother, how many times have you said something like that these days? Did you really do it that time?” Jomo Feng frowned and looked at Ning Mengyao.

“Mother, eat.” Jomo stood up on the bed and walked to Ning Mengyao, looking at her with big, slippery eyes.

Looking at my son, I preferred the pain in Yao Meng's heart. It slightly decreased. I reached out and rubbed my son's furry head: “What a good little monkey. ”

“Mother, look, my brother let you eat too, just eat some, even a little bit.” Jomo Maple scooped a spoon of porridge into Ning Mengyao's mouth and looked at Ning Mengyao without blinking.

Ning Mengyao's mouth moved and finally he opened his mouth to eat some, only less than a third, Ning Mengyao shook his head and refused to eat again.

“Mother...”

“Maple, that's enough. Mother can't eat it. ”

Jomo Feng had no choice but to put the porridge aside, show them the green bamboo with his eyes, then tell Ning Mengyao what they had done these days and what his brother would say again.

With two children, Ning Mengyao was in a better mood. However, after they went out from Qingzhu, Ning Mengyao had two children, and nobody wanted to see them, including Black Old Man, and he could not see Ning Mengyao.

Qingxue looked at the closed door with some concern: "Is Miss Qingzhu going to be all right?” They haven't seen her like this since they met the lady.

She walked with her uncle, they all saw it, but this time they didn't even want to mention his name.

“The lady will be fine, but I don't know if the mistress will be fine.” Now Joe Tianjin's situation is not very good either, especially after knowing that Ning Mengyao didn't want to see anyone but his two children, the expression on his face has always been ugly.