The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Ning Mengyao sniffed at Yao, “Come on, how did you get back at this hour? I thought you'd be back for a while. ”

Smell Yujing hey smile: “Sister, I actually came back for a reason. ”

“What?”

The look on Yujing's face suddenly became more serious. He still had something in his hand and handed it to Ning Mengyao: “I got this on my way out with Yuanbao. ”

Ning Mengyao looked at what was in Yujing's hand and his face suddenly changed: “This...”

“Sis, look at this. Isn't it the same thing we blew up in the snow?” Sniffing Yujing looked at Ning Mengyao and said.

Ning Mengyao looked at it and nodded: “Yes, the same. How did you get it? ”

“I actually got this unexpectedly, and I still don't know exactly what's going on.” Wen Yujing told Ning Mengyao the scene of getting this thing at the time.

Mengyao's eyebrows wrinkled tightly, and his eyes were obviously weird: "You mean this thing was stuck in your hand? ”

Yujing nodded: “Yeah, I started to wonder who actually threw it in my hand, but then I saw that it looked like something we had used, so I hurried back. Sister, do you think it was Xiao's place? ”

Ning Mengyao frowned and thought in his eyes: “Not necessarily. ”

No, if it was the Xiao family, they would surely be choking, and they wouldn't be here until that day, but now they're stuffing things to smell Yujing, which makes it clear that they want to bring them something.

After all, when this thing reaches Yujing's hand, it reaches their hand. It's just who the other person is. What's the purpose of this? These Ning Mengyao are all a little confused, what exactly do they want?

Qiao Tian looked at Yujing and frowned tightly: “Xiao San, think carefully, what was so special at the time? ”

“Special place...” Smell Yujing think carefully about what happened at the time, so halfway to the opening: “I seemed to hear someone talking at the time. ”

“Said what? ”

Sniffing Jing frowned and thought carefully about what had happened at the time. When he was about to give up, he opened his eyes suddenly: “Yes, I remember, the man said in my ear, 79, to the chess game. ”

Ning Mengyao and Joe Tian glanced at each other with doubts in their eyes, seventy-nine? Chess game?

Chess game? Ning Mengyao suddenly thought of Xiao Zihun, she only left Xiao Zihun a chess game, as for 79...

“Looks like a cloud hunter in Xiao Zi's hand.” Ning Mengyao frowned.

“He? It's just that you guys just met. Wouldn't it be better if he just told you? Why this way, isn't it stupid?” Joe Tian said strangely.

Ning Mengyao shook his head: “I don't understand what Xiao Zihui is really trying to do. According to logic, he shouldn't have done such a thing, but Tianchang, you don't notice. Xiao Zihui's appearance is a little strange. ”

Joe Tian thinks carefully and then glances at his eyes: “What do you mean? ”

“Well, I'm afraid he already knows about the Xiao family, and she's probably just trying to tell me that he's ready.” Ning Mengyao's eyes were a little complicated, he said.

He still knew that Ning Mengyao had left Xiao Zi with a chess board: “He wouldn't do anything stupid, would he? ”