The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Song Yan was stimulated by the bloody smell when he brought people into the house. Then he saw that Mrs. Mo, who had been helping her, fell to the ground, holding both hands together. Not only was her wrist so bloody, but her hand was also immobile. Apparently, she was severed by someone.

“Mother, are you okay?” Song Yan ignored Maureen standing beside them and walked towards Lady Mo.

Mrs. Mo saw that Song Yan was so worried about herself, she felt that everything she did was paying off.

“Maureen is alive. He made my hand. Yan, you must avenge me.” Mrs. Mo said of hatred.

When Song Yan heard the name Maureen, his heart jumped, and then, at this time, he could do something like this. Who else but Maureen?

He looked up at Maureen and saw his face. Song Yan first smiled and then laughed.

“Maureen, do you have one today? Look at you now, you used to dislike me like grass mustard, but now I dislike you, just like you ugly monster, also want to think about Miss Ben, dream about it.” Song Yan said harshly.

“I don't see people like you in the heart of a snake, I think I have a good eye.” Maureen said casually.

When the smile on Song Yan's face suddenly subsided, he became like this. Why is he still so high? It seems like he is the cloud in the sky, and she is the sludge trampled by the people on the ground. Such a gap makes Song Yan's face even more ugly.

“Maureen, if you marry someone like this, we're not going to have sex with you. How bad do you have to look at a woman like that?” Ning Mengyao looked at Song Yan with disdain and said.

“I thought I didn't like this woman.” Maureen looked at Ning Mengyao helplessly, can this woman still have a good time?

“This is the best. ”

Song Yan looked at the two people in front of her, although it had been four or five years, but this familiar appearance made Song Yan just want to forget and can not forget, especially the people she often dreamed of over the years who had shamed her face.

“Ning Mengyao? Joe Tianjin? How dare you two come here?” Song Yan looked at both of them with a distorted expression, biting the opening of his teeth.

“This isn't your house. Why can't we come?” Ning Mengyao's anger turned white with a glance and snorted coldly.

“Maureen, you're just because they always choose to hide from me, right?” Song Yan said harshly.

No wonder she said why Maureen preferred to be held under house arrest for so long as she did not agree to marry her, even though her children were not Maureen's, but she had more and better rights in her hands.

She didn't know what was going on before, but now she knows that these people broke Maureen.

“If there is a way to Mengyao Heaven and you don't walk, there's no way to hell, you have to break in, then don't blame me for being rude.” Song Yan chewed his teeth and said.

At the same time, you are not welcome to do this. All these years, her martial arts are different from those of a few years ago.

Ning Mengyao sneered and looked at Joe Tianjin. There was no retreat. He directly pointed at Song Yan.

Originally, Song Yao thought that her current strength could suppress Ning Mengyao no matter what, but slowly she found that Ning Mengyao had not done all she could. She looked like she was teasing her, which made Song Yao very disgraceful.

“Ning Mengyao, your martial arts will be so good.” Song Yan never thought of a woman who didn't look like she could do martial arts, but martial arts would be so good.

“You just found out, Tianjin Maureen left the rest to you and your brother-in-law. I've seen this woman for a long time and I've been looking for a chance to beat her up.” Ning Mengyao grinned and said.

“You take your time.” Maureen hastily asked, even though he wanted revenge, at this time he should not mess up, save it for him to be beaten up.

Mengyao smiled softly, ignoring Maureen and them, but playing with Song Yan like a cat catching a mouse.