The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Soon, Xiao Er took a few altars of wine, opened a jar of wine, smelled the familiar wine, Ling Luo did not know what kind of words to describe his mood at the moment, but he knew that he was excited.

Xiao Zizhen looked at Ling Luo as a baby holding a jar of wine, almost obsessed to watch, the instinct of a woman told her that this winemaker has a great relationship with Ling Luo, if that person will definitely destroy her current .

No, she can't let this happen.

"This is a good smell for the husband."

"Well, the taste is also very good." Speaking down some to Xiao Ziwei: "You try it."

Xiao Ziyan suppressed the anger in her heart and took a sip of the wine glass. After the taste, Xiao Zi’s face changed: “It is really good.”

"Yes? How can her wine be bad?" In the last sentence, Ling Luo was whispering, except that he could not hear.

Xiao Ziyan looked at Ling Luo and always thought that he was strange today.

A meal ended in this weird atmosphere.

After returning to Houfu, Lingluo couldn't wait to call his own confidant, let them investigate the place where Xiao Yutian's wine was pulled back.

In the next few days, Xiao Ziyan’s face was very unsightly. In the past, Ling Luo always thought of her. She was not happy, she would squat, but now she has nothing, she talks to herself or even perfunctory. thing.

Depressing the anger in his heart, Xiao Ziyan smiled and went to Lingluo, but was told that he was going out.

The fire in Xiao Zi's heart could no longer be suppressed, and it broke out at the moment, and the beggars around him, as well as the people who were at the entrance of Lingluo's study, were all punished.

In the end, Xiao Zi entered the study room of Lingluo. This is the first time he came in. It is no different from other people's study.

She frowned slightly, and since there was nothing in the study, why should she be so tightly guarded against her?

Yes, Ling Luo is guarding her. As long as she is close to the study, he will be unhappy. She has been guessing whether there is anything ulterior in this study.

But I can't see anything today, just a bookcase, some scrolls, etc. That's it, he didn't let himself in.

Close to the lips, turned and left, this time a vase in the bookcase caused her idea, there are a lot of pictures in the vase.

The ghost made the difference go, and reached out and pulled out the scroll slowly. When I saw the person on the painting, Xiao Zi’s face became difficult to look.

This painting is a woman, and is still a character woman.

After reading all the paintings in the vase, Xiao Ziyan laughed wildly. It turned out to be the case. It’s no wonder that I didn’t let myself in. It was because of this.

There are so many pictures in his study, the same person, and that is still a woman.

"Shi Zi"

Outside the door came the voice of the next person, Xiao Ziyan sitting in a chair with a gloomy face, his eyes glaring at the direction of the door.

Ling Luo returned to the study with disappointment, opened the study door and saw Xiao Zizhen sitting there, his face was very ugly.

Seeing the paintings that have disappeared in the vase, and the scrolls on the ground, Ling Luo’s unspeakable face has become more ugly.

Going to the desk, picking up the painting on the ground, completely neglected, Xiao Ziying's gloomy face, full of anger.

Xiao Zi’s anger was completely ignited at this moment. She thought that Lingluo would marry her and would explain to her, but what is it now?

He slammed the painting on the ground as if he were the unreasonable person.

"Ling Luo, I won't ask you, don't you hear it? I won't let you know." See Ling Luo simply did not pay attention to himself, Xiao Ziyan walked over to **** the painting in his hand, and tore a few pieces under three or two .

Looking at the painting was torn off, Ling Luo's eyes were miniature, and the eyes looked coldly at the woman in front of him: "Go out."

"What are you talking about?" Xiao Ziyan couldn't believe watching Ling Luo.

"I said let you go out." Ling Luo voice is cold without a trace of affection.

Xiao Zixiao laughed at himself: "Ling Luo, you are so good."