The General’s Little Peasant Wife

But right now, he's so unpleasant to like.

Jomo Feng smiled coldly and looked down as if he saw something very interesting.

“You said you wouldn't let me stay there? Against your own mother? I have thoughts, and thoughts naturally resist, and I think they're more like my biological parents than you are, and I feel sad for having a mother like you, and I remember a lot of things, and I just don't want to say it, but if you really want to do it to my brother, then I'm sorry, even if I'm angry with you, I'll take care of him.” Jomo Feng looked at the words.

The heart and liver of Jomo Maple are painful. Is this her son? No, no, it's not her son, it's not.

“You're not my son. My son is not as rebellious as you are. Who are you? ”

Some of the skyscrapers out there couldn't see, and I walked over and looked down at Jomo Maple, who had grown into a little teenager.

After Ning Mengyao, Maple was well educated in both etiquette and literary arts. Especially now that his son's strength is not weak, it is all his fault.

“Don't you want to have my son? That just so happens, I don't want to have a selfish mother like you.” Jomo Maple said, not at all concerned.

It's just that the phoenix very close to him still sees his slightly trembling hands.

Reaching over Jomo Maple's shoulder, that strange warmth slowly suppressed Jomo Maple's anger and even felt really, really good.

Is that what you call fatherly love? It was as warm as when Dad held him.

Suddenly he looked up at the phoenix and saw that he was looking at himself with a very gentle look. The warmth in his heart was very comfortable.

“Whatever you're going to do is your business, but don't get involved with us, and don't try to hurt that kid.” Feng hugged Jomo Maple's shoulder and looked at the cold mouth and said.

Unset's face changed slightly, and she looked across the street at the two intimate fathers and sons.

“You go away, you don't know anything.” I don't want to see them both like this, "he said angrily.

“I don't know anything, but I know I can't grow myself with someone else's life span, and it's still a child. Don't you think you're cruel like an executioner?” Phoenix looked cold and said.

As for the prophet, Phoenix actually knew a lot, which was because he had not fallen, so he spent a lot of time exploring the matter later.

It is true that a highly capable prophet has a life expectancy of less than 35 years, but one thing is known in the prophet's circle: as long as the prophet transmits her prophetic abilities to those who use her prophetic gifts at the end of her life, she can continue to live like an ordinary person, only to be weaker and not to prophesy about the future.

And the reason that Joe Moore was not lost was to know that he had a prophetic gift. This was the first, and the second was to let Joe Tianjin put people in her hands and transfer his prophetic abilities to Joe Moore in the name of teaching, so that she could live.

Unset's face changed dramatically because of the phoenix. She looked at the phoenix unbelievably and did not understand why he was so clear about these things.

“How do you know all this? It's so clear. ”

“Why? Of course, to get to know you better, I always thought you wouldn't do something like this, but I was wrong. Not everyone can wait for death in peace in front of death. You've been walking around looking for someone with prophetic powers, right?” The phoenix looked cold and asked.

Jomo Maple is not a fool, he doesn't understand the conversation between the two, on the contrary, he understands everything, and he understands it.

“What happens if she truly transfers her prophetic abilities to her child?” Jomo Feng looked at Phoenix worried and asked.

“You can't live to be twenty. ”