The General’s Little Peasant Wife

“Yes, that's what he means, he's accumulating power, waiting for a moment to catch his prey.” Phoenix nodded and took Jomo Maple to this place, which was kind of fun.

Jomo Feng nodded, indicating that he had understood, which made Phoenix laugh a little.

“You have good abilities now, but you are still inexperienced, a lot of things can't see the substance, so you can be confused by the appearance of people, and when you meet a variety of people, you can understand what I mean.” My son is fifteen or six years old, that is, a child. How good can you expect him to be? It still takes practice.

Jomo Maple reached out and touched his nose, laughing a little awkwardly.

“Dad, don't worry, I know, I'll go to more exercises later.” Jomo Maple said with bright eyes.

He's done a lot of this over the years, but it doesn't seem to be enough now.

Phoenix is helpless. If he can, he really doesn't want his son to be so desperate. It's just different from what Joe Tianyan said. The children have the ability to be autonomous. They can only guide, but they can't interfere too much, which is very unfair to the children.

“Okay, just be happy. ”

“Thank you, Dad.” Jomo Maple smiled happily afterwards.

He thought Dad wouldn't approve.

“Tianjin and Mengyao will be here soon.” Feng suddenly said.

Jomo Maple showed a chill, and then his eyes started to glow, and his eyes burned like Jomo Maple's.

“I'm a little jealous to see you like this.” Phoenix said somewhat depressingly.

“Why?”

“Every time you go back and see the sky clear, their eyes are bright and crystal bright, how come I didn't see you like this when you saw me?” The sour one in the phoenix's heart, is this still his own son? This isn't happening at all, okay? How could his son do this to him? Must be his illusion.

Jomo Feng looked at Bao's father without a word, instantly silent.

“Dad, are you jealous of my parents? ”

“Well, you're better for them than you are for me.” Phoenix stared at Jomo Maple, and in that way, the people behind him almost smiled.

Is this still their grinning master? Why do they always feel like they're dreaming in front of the Young Master? Especially when Joe Tian smoothed them, his face was full of grief, his face was full of unhappiness, and they really felt goose bumps.

Jomo Feng wanted to explain, but seeing the look of the phoenix, finally think about it, forget it, the more explanation, the more questions, the better she should not explain.

Seeing Joe Mo Feng ignored him, the expression on his cheeky face became even more lamenting. The look on Joe Mo Feng's face was black and dark.

“Would you mind looking at your image? Are you ashamed of yourself? You don't have to face me yet.” Joe Mo Feng called it an angry, staring at the phoenix so hard, the man was so annoyed, would you mind taking a look at the place?

“I've long lost my image in front of you.” Phoenix starred at the stall and added: “What am I supposed to look like in front of you? ”

When Jomo Feng first started out, he didn't feel anything was wrong. The more he thought about it, the weirder he felt, how could it be so easily misleading?

“What are you talking about?” Jomo Feng's face darkened and he looked at the phoenix dead, and his eyes were really the same as those of an eye knife.

“People talk.” Phoenix talked straight.

However, if this honesty is strong, it makes Joe Mo Feng feel like he's really beating this guy up. Is this still a couple of decades old man? Why does he think he's as small as the beans? You need to make fun of it when it's okay.

“Son, what's that look on your face? ”

“You are an old man of decades, not a child, don't sell adorable in front of me, don't you know the shame of selling adorable?” Jomo Maple looked at the phoenix obliquely.

Old men or old men in their tens? Phoenix suddenly felt deeply struck by his son.

The people behind them, who wanted to laugh but didn't dare laugh, all held their face red and their necks thick, but from the looks of their masters, it really wasn't clear that there was an old man with a teenage son.