The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Xiao Qifeng had always been reluctant to admit that he was wrong. If he wanted to get what he wanted, he could only find the snow shower. Tombo Sai's power here was only nine bulls and a dime for them. He couldn't let Tombo Sai's death reign. Now he can only start with the snow shower.

Before, he thought Xiao Qitian would say this for the safety of the snow shower, so he would find the opportunity to see the snow shower alone, but his test, his threat, had no effect, but made their brothers look like this.

It has to be said that Xiao Qifeng really regretted it at this moment, perhaps his means were too extreme to have such consequences now.

“Kitty, I'm doing it for your own good.” Xiao Qifeng's colorful load looked at Xiao Qi Tian, meaning something profound.

Xiao Qitian sneered: “This is good, I'd rather not. If the Emperor is here today just to say this, please go back.” Xiao Qitian ordered the eviction without any courtesy.

What else did Xiao Qifeng want to say, but when he saw Xiao Qi Tian's resistance, he saw the obvious loneliness in his eyes and eventually had to turn around and leave, just before leaving or looking at Xiao Qi Tian said: “Qi Tian, believe it or not, I am telling the truth, this is really for your own good. ”

Xiao Qitian ignored Xiao Qifeng. He just looked down and looked at the cup of tea in his hand, which made it impossible to see his emotions.

Xiao Qifeng left, but Xiao Qi Tian's emotions remained low, which worried him a little.

Back in the study, Xiao Qifeng sat at the table and whispered: “Am I wrong? ”

“Your Majesty, what is wrong with you?” Nanzhuang looked at Xiao Qifeng with some concern.

“I'm fine, Nanzhuang. How are things prepared for you? ”

“Already ready ready, just the Emperor. Really?” Nanzhuang looked at Xiao Qifeng with some complexity, and really didn't understand why Xiao Qifeng did it.

Xiao Qifeng had a smile on his face: “You'll see. ”

And now is not the time.

With Xiao Qifeng's obsession, Ning Mengyao was somewhat incomprehensible and did not understand what this person was thinking.

Isn't Tombo Ramadan really that appealing? Let him get whatever he wants.

Even trying to hurt his brother, such obsession makes Ning Mengyao feel very ridiculous.

“He is no longer Kurai's and cannot be treated with the same attitude.” Joe Tianchan describes Xiao Qifeng's change only in one sentence.

Ning Mengyao looked at Joe Tianjin, and it took a while to understand what he meant.

“Tianjing, are you okay? ”

“I'm fine.” Joe Tian shook his head smoothly and seemed a little sentimental lately, always thinking of a good time when the three of us were together.

At that time, they were like the closest, closest brothers, no matter how bad the conditions at the border crossing were, they were able to support each other and eat and use everything good.

It's just that those pure feelings never came back.

Ning Mengyao can somehow understand some of the ideas in Joe Tian's heart. After all, he was once a brother. After all, he still had such a good relationship. Now he sees his good brother become like this. He says in his heart that it's not hard. It's all fake, and I'm afraid he's been holding on.

“Yao Yao, you don't have to worry about me, I'm really fine.” Qiao Tianchang ripped the corner of Mengyao's mouth, only that smile was so reluctant.

Reach out and cover Joe Tian's eyes: “Don't laugh if you don't want to, you don't have to force yourself, and you're ugly.” Ning Mengyao's tone is quite repugnant, but his eyes are full of heartache.

“You still dislike me.” Joe Tian smiled and looked at Ning Mengyao stretching his hand to pinch her face. With Ning Mengyao around, he never had time to think about the mess.

I was relieved to see that Yao was not so depressed at last.

“Let's go for a walk and see if Uncle Jen needs any help.” Ning Mengyao looked at Joe Tian smoothly and smiled tenderly.

“Okay, let's go. ”