The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Xiao Yulan's heart was a little unhappy. He glanced hard at Yuanbao. He really came fast enough.

“Go.”

“Go? Xiao Yulan, where are you going?” The cold voice came from afar and the cold words made Xiao reluctant to escape.

Xiao Yu turned his head and saw Ning Mengyao holding a piano in his hand. His fingertips were on top of it. His face was cold, so he knew it was angry at first glance.

Ning Mengyao quickly came to smell Yujing, looking at him like he was already angry with her, the anger in his heart was even greater.

“Maple saved lives. ”

“It's Mom. ”

Jomo Feng came to Smell Yujing and took two life pills with him before giving him a pulse.

“Dad, you come. ”

Qiao Tianqi looked at Ning Mengyao and saw that there was really nothing important on her side, so she walked over.

“What's the matter? ”

“Keep your uncle's heart covered. He's hurt too badly. Something could happen at any moment.” Jomo Feng asked Yuanbao on the side to help him take off his sniffing clothes and said.

Qiao Tianzhi nodded and put his hand on the back of Smell Yujing and began to heal her.

Ning Mengyao looked at Xiao Yulai's mouth slightly hooked up, and it was just so angry that he laughed back: “Xiao Yulai is whether our repression of Xiao's family is not enough, there are not so many things for you, so you still have time to come to my brother's trouble. ”

“You can't be here, you...”

“Oh, impossible? You can all come here from the border of Shaw. Why can't I be in this place?” Mengyao laughed and walked to them step by step with the violin, looking at Xiao Yulai and the people beside him: “Are you proud of the sound work? Then try to escape with someone. ”

Ning Mengyao's hand began to move faster. Xiao Yu heard the voice and his face changed.

“How could you...? ”

“What? You know what this is?” Mengyao smiled wickedly, and it really seemed kind of disgusting.

Xiao Yulan did not speak, his eyes looked cold not far away Ning Mengyao: “Are you worth it for such a man? Are you sure you want to fight the Xiao family for someone who is nothing? ”

Ning Mengyao's hand didn't stop. He glanced softly at Xiao Yu: “Don't you know that Tombo Jade is the shortest person to protect? Hurt my brother and kill me. So many people, you think you can just let it go? ”

How can she be comfortable that these people have been following him since the third year after she accepted Tombo Ramadan and have been dead in their hands for more than 10 years now?

How can you get away with this without paying her back?

“You…”

“Shh, shh, shh. Enjoy your last moments. You'll love this feeling.” Ning Mengyao said that the speed in his hand had accelerated a little, and the sound of the qin was hurried.

Xiao Yu reached out and Wu covered his ears. Xiao in his hand could not hold it steady at all.

About a tea time later, Ning Mengyao unzipped the string and looked at the person who almost collapsed inside, his eyes gradually became cold.

“How's Tianjin Xiaosan?” I felt someone behind me approaching me and I preferred to frown and ask.

Reaching into his arms, he softly comforted himself: "Believe Maple, although Xiao San's injuries are some serious, but he has saved his life, the rest of you can go back and feed him well. ”