The General’s Little Peasant Wife

But it was Feng's own business, and he had no right to ask: "In that case, I won't give it to you. ”

The corner of Fengxiao's eyes twitched slightly and looked at Joe Tianjin silently: “Can you just pretend? ”

Joe Tian couldn't help but smile. He now knows that this man is a different person.

When he didn't know him, he felt that Phoenix was a very cold person, but after a really long time, he discovered that he was an interesting person, and that his indifferent appearance was only shown to outsiders.

“Your expression is too fake to deserve sympathy. If you want to leave, let Qingxuan send you out. I'll go with Yao Yao.” Turning around and leaving without saying anything, there's no point in staying in love.

Phoenix looked at Joe Tianjin's back and felt very silent at once. Is there a daughter-in-law? He still has a son, though he doesn't really care about himself right now.

When Qiao Tianjin returned, he saw Ning Mengyao holding his son to tell him a story. Each time he saw this scene, Qiao Tianjin felt warm in his heart.

Sitting beside him listening to Ning Mengyao tell his son stories in a gentle voice, and some cute questions his son asks from time to time, Joe Tian's smile on his face has never broken.

“Daddy.” After listening to the story, Jomo saw Joe Tianjing on one side, hurrying down from Ning Mengyao's arms and pounding on Joe Tianjing.

Reaching out to take risks, he pinched his son's little face: “Hairy and irritable. ”

“Mother tells the story. ”

“Well, do you like the stories your mother told you?” Joe Tian smiled and looked at his son.

“Mm-hmm, like, like.” Jomo nodded hastily: “I love listening to my mother's stories. ”

Joe Tian stretched out his hand and rubbed his son's little head: “If you like it, by the way, White, why aren't you with me? ”

Xiaobai is the little fox who died in Miaojiang and wanted to follow them back. He has been following Jomo since he came back. It is good that the little fox is a little bigger than the slap, and the child won't feel too heavy holding him.

“White sleeps.” Jomo flattened his mouth, his eyes filled with disgust, obviously very dissatisfied with Xiaobai's sleep.

Joe Tian suddenly laughed and said, "Is this no one to play with? ”

“Well, I listen to my mother tell the story.” Jomo nodded very nicely.

Ning Mengyao sat and watched the father and son chat. It was very interesting. At their house, Joe Tianjing was definitely a kind father, but he was not soft at all when it was time to be harsh, but he liked Joe Tianjing very much.

As long as Joe had a good time, the kid was definitely climbing on him, looking at him so blindly.

“Daddy take you out to play? Going to Aunt Happy's house to find her brother? ”

Jomo frowned and wrinkled like a little old man: "No, my brother doesn't cry. ”

Joe Tian couldn't help but smile at his son: “My brother is young.” But when you think about it, it seems like your son has been born to this day, but he rarely cries, and counts carefully, just a few times.

“No, I don't like my brother. ”

Ning Mengyao looked at his son: "Does the mother like the younger brother in her belly? ”

“Like, favorite brother and sister.” Jomo nodded hastily.

How can she feel at home when she looks at her son without a word?

Watching Jianzheng Ning Mengyao really felt that the two little ones in the belly would be lawless in the future.

“Come on, Dad, take you around the back hill. ”

“Okay.” Jomo Mapleton was excited to see how much he enjoyed going back to the mountains.

Mengyao looked at Joe Tianjin with a grudge, so they went? Leave you here alone?

After receiving Ning Mengyao's grieving gaze, Qiao Tian coughed softly: “Yao Yao? ”

“Me too. ”

“But...” Looking at Ning Mengyao's big belly, Joe Tianjing was really upset.

When Joe Tian hesitated, Merolyn came to Ning Mengyao with the child, which dispelled Ning Mengyao's desire to follow.