The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Zhao Mingyu shook his head resolutely, very sure that Ning Mengyao would not do that, he did not know why he felt this way, but when he saw the woman's eyes, he knew that she would definitely not do this, otherwise he would not have given him ointment before.

“I'm sure you won't.” Zhao Mingyu said seriously.

Ning Mengyao shrieked twice. I don't know what kind of fortune this Zhao family has repaired in their previous lives. With a descendant like Zhao Mingyu, the punishment is clear, and he is a very good leader.

Just give him a little time, it will definitely break into butterflies. Is Golden Scale not something in the pool? When the wind and clouds change dragons, this may be Zhao Mingyu's kind of person.

“I can keep her alive, but I'm not sure what will happen to her in the end.” She has more means of torturing people, and doesn't care about one or two of them. It's not fun to just kill people.

Zhao Xinxin was still proud of herself, she knew that these people would not dare to treat her like this, and Zhao Mingyu would certainly not let her be bullied like this, but the idea was not good, but reality was bone. Zhao Mingyu's words, to Zhao Xinxin, that was simply a disaster, but also a great disaster.

“Zhao Mingyu dare you, if you dare to do this to me, I will not let Dad leave you alone. ”

Zhao Mingyu looked at Zhao Xin and smiled. Only Zhao Xin thought that she was the most spoiled person in Zhao's family. Because she behaved so well in front of her family, her family spoiled her. Even if she traveled a little, after all, she would marry soon, and only Zhao Xin could not see the truth of the matter.

“Father is not the kind of unreasonable person, this is your fault first, the family didn't provoke you, you have your own brain problems, find a smoke, put your face to beating people, this opportunity, if people don't beat you, isn't that stupid?” Zhao Mingyu, though cold on the face, is also a poisonous tongue.

When I heard Zhao Mingyu's words, Ning Mengyao suddenly had a very good feeling about the teenager, who was probably 17 or 18 years old. He was also three or four years older than Jomo Feng. If they met, they would probably be good friends.

“Zhao Mingyu, you...”

“Zhao Xinxin, you've had a lot of people torturing the family with Nalan along the way, and now even more because some small things are out there, even if Dad knew, I wouldn't be the one he punished.” Zhao Mingyu grinned and looked sarcastically at Zhao Xin.

Ning Mengyao looked at Zhao Mingyu and looked at Zhao Xin. Although she didn't like the little girl, she still had a good feeling about Zhao Mingyu. If you think of anything, send Feng over sometime, you can have a good friend.

Similar to Ning Mengyao's thoughts, Joe Tianchang, he understood the character of his seiko. Growing up, he was the big brother in the mountains, and he didn't have a real friend. And he looked at the teenager with a good heart, and it was very good to be friends with Maple.

“Juvenile in your face, we won't embarrass her, but I hope she doesn't make any more noise after that, okay? ”

“Thank you, ma'am.” Zhao Mingyu suddenly, he didn't quite understand why they let Zhao's heart go so easily.

“Sugar peas, you two do it yourselves. ”

“Yeah, this is the itchy powder my brother just developed, and it's an upgrade, Mother. Can we use it?” Doudou carefully took out a bottle and looked seriously at Ning Mengyao.

“Use it. ”

Ning Mengyao's consent for the two children was simply an exciting result. They cheered, ran to Zhao Xin's heart and put some itching powder on her.

“Hey, hey, this only works for two days. If you put up with it, then nothing will happen, but if you scratch it, it won't work until you scratch your own skin.” Sugar is obviously the look of a little angel of the day, but it's creepy to say things in minutes.