The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Joe Tian reached out and touched Ning Mengyao's cheek. His eyes were full of bitterness. How can people be fine? She felt so much pain, so much pain, he could feel it all.

Because she loves so much, it hurts so much when she gets hurt. He knows that she has already broken all her dirty hearts. How can it be okay?

“Yao Yao, I'm sorry.” He knew that his harm to Ning Mengyao could not be remedied by a single apology, but at this time, apart from his apologies, he did not know what words to use to describe his current mood.

Ning Mengyao smiled at Qiao Tianchang, holding his cheek with both hands, his forehead against his forehead, and smiled. “I'm fine, you don't have to tell me I'm sorry, I know that's not what you wanted, and you didn't remember slowly afterwards? ”

Qiao Tian hugged Ning Mengyao and shook his head: “This is different.” How can this be the same? This is totally different.

When I think about the way Ning Mengyao was, he felt terribly bad.

Ning Mengyao looked at Joe Tianjing helplessly and knew that he must have walked into the dead end and into the tip of the horn.

“Tianjin, listen to me. It's all over now. Look, I'm fine now. Don't blame yourself, okay? And it has nothing to do with you, and you don't want to do that. That kind of thing can't be helped.” Mengyao shook her head gently and said helplessly.

Joe Tian shook his head: “What would you do if it wasn't Purple Spirit? What if I can't remember?” On his way back, he kept thinking about it. If Purple Spirit hadn't spotted the problem, if they hadn't known he'd been poisoned, what would have happened between them?

He still remembers Ning Mengyao saying something, she said that she was going to let Maple take the beans and the beans, and after she took the two children, what was she going to do? Joe Tianjin didn't even dare think about it.

Ning Mengyao looked at Qiao Tianjing very helplessly: “Tianjing is not that much. If, now that we're still together, you've remembered it all, that's the most important thing, and those are just some of the memories. “

This kind of Qiao Tianchang, Ning Mengyao really doesn't know how to comfort him, as if he can't hear anything, which gives Ning Mengyao a very headache.

Qiao Tian was silent and silent, just a turning around to hold Ning Mengyao under his back, his hands gently touched her cheek, eyes were heartbroken.

The royal wind came in to Ning Mengyao and Joe Tianchang, this creepy look, and his eyes suddenly hurt.

“I said, what are you two doing? In broad daylight, like this, how do you feel?” The royal wind bit his teeth and said.

Qiao Tian glanced at the royal wind and did not speak. He just sat up with Ning Mengyao in his arms and placed his chin on Ning Mengyao's shoulder, while closing his eyes.

“What inspired him?” The royal wind pointed to Joe Tian and asked.

Ning Mengyao shook his head. This is not the time to say, “Brother-in-law, is there something wrong with you? ”

“Yeah, it's not Purple Spirit. Are they getting married soon? So we thought, can we all go out and get together? The last time you found a village, I heard it was a beautiful place, so why don't we go there for a couple of days?” The royal wind suggested it.

Ning Mengyao glanced at Joe Tian on the side and nodded: “Okay. ”

Seeing Joe Tianjing like this, Ning Mengyao had to call Joe Mo Feng back in advance. He really couldn't handle people by himself.

After discussing it, the royal wind went out, but before leaving, I looked at Joe Tian. What's wrong with this guy?

“Tianjin, I'm really fine, don't do this, okay?” Ning Mengyao really has a headache, how can he not blame himself?

Ning Mengyao saw Joe's smooth face suddenly a little white, with a little blood on the corner of his mouth.

“What's the matter with you?” I'd rather dream of Yaotong than panic. What the hell is going on?

“Yao Yao, don't worry, I'm fine.” Joe Tian smiled at Mengyao and said he was fine.

Ning Mengyao reached out and touched Qiao Tianjing's cheek. His face was cold: “You said it was all right. Take a break and I'll find the frost. ”