The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Chapter 1088: I prefer Xiao Teng

“Mengyao, you won't do it?” Maureen was a little stunned. Why didn't she do it herself?

“Xiao Yao's hands have always been full of corpses, so don't think about it.” The royal wind whitewashed Maureen.

It's all a small matter. Ning Mengyao did it. Are they still confused?

“We've always been like this, and I want to note, brother-in-law, they do it.” Ning Mengyao stood by his hand and said very innocently.

“I think it's all the royal wind they're used to.” Maureen shook her head, and these men fought Joe Tian well against Ning Mengyao Pet.

“You got a problem with that?” Mighty Wind, Mr. and Mrs. Mu are looking at Maureen at the same time, and the momentum is like if he just said yes, he would do it directly.

Maureen wasn't that unconscious, so she waved her hands, joking that he wasn't the opponent of the four.

In Xiao's main house, a masked woman in Chinese clothes sat on a chair and looked down at the flame of the South Palace. Her eyes were slightly cold.

“What did you just say? ”

“The Neighborhood is an industry in the Hills.” The flame of the South Palace drowned in his eyes and said very calmly.

“Now that you've found it, do it directly.” Mrs. Xiao said with cold eyes.

Those people dared to hurt their son like that, they were looking for death, and now that they had sent themselves to the door, she naturally had no need to leave.

“I'm afraid not. ”

“Why?” Lady Xiao frowned and looked at Nangong Flame with chill.

“The Neon Palace involves too many forces. If you understand the Neon Palace, you will put the Xiao family against many families.” The flames of the South Palace speak plainly.

Ever since he came back, the man knew that Ning Mengyao had come, he had been asking him to investigate the matter of Furyo Hills, but only to investigate the relationship between the Neon Palace and them, something else had not been investigated yet.

Not enough, he doesn't think that Ning Mengyao, who can develop Tombo Ramadan to that point, will only have a neon pavilion here, but the other larger forces on the West Coast, he has investigated, nothing unusual at all.

Mrs. Xiao was a little confused. It was just a shop in Xiaoyu Hill. How could it involve other families?

Nangong Yan told Lady Xiao how the Neon Palace operates, and Lady Xiao quickly understood what Nangong Yan meant when she heard it.

If that were the case, she really couldn't do it. If this one didn't work, it would really bring a lot of enemies to Xiao's family.

“Well, you go down there and continue your investigation into the Furyo Hills.” Mrs. Xiao frowned.

“Yes, ma'am. ”

After Nangong Flame left, Mrs. Xiao thought about Xiao Yao Mountain.

They were hiding tightly, and it took them so long to find no one, and if Nangong Yao hadn't returned, they really didn't know, Ning Mengyao they had come four years ago.

“Somebody call the master.” Mrs. Xiao thought about it or decided to tell Xiao Looyan about it.

Sholoflame walked in impatiently.

“Mother, what did you ask me to do? It's okay. I'm going back.” Sholoflame sat casually on the chair, dissatisfied, he said.

“What do you look like now?” Lady Xiao looked at her son and now he actually looks like him. Some hate iron can't be steel, she said.

“What do I look like? Isn't that nice of me? My father and the old men, don't you think Xiao Teng is better now? If that's the case, what am I doing so hard? In their eyes, I just didn't have Xiao Teng outstanding. Since this is all happening, I won't do the kind of hard work that I don't like.” Xiao Lo Yan said angrily.

Ever since he came back from a wound there, his father was a little dissatisfied with him, and then a few things happened. He just accidentally screwed things up, causing some trouble to the Xiao family, and finally Xiao Teng found a way to solve it. Since then, how could his father see him as disgusting, so that even then, he can compare him to Xiao Teng, what is Xiao Teng, and compare him to him?

Not to mention Xiao Teng, when it comes to Xiao Teng, even if she wears a veil, she can feel the anger on her.