MTL - The General’s Little Peasant Wife-Chapter 1 Broken two love

"What do you say? Say it again." Ning Mengyao rounded his eyes and stared at the opposite man. His voice was shaking slightly, and his eyes were unbelievable.

Ling Luo looked at Ning Mengyao's unbelievable look, opened his mouth, and when he got to his lips, it seemed that he couldn't say it.

The people around him gently pushed him, Linglu looked up again, with a firm look: "Yaoer, you know my identity, for the sake of the world, I must swear Xiaozi, so...so..."

Ning Mengyao smiled and looked at Lingluo, who couldn’t even say that he couldn’t speak. He looked at each other with self-deprecation: "So you want me to be yours?"

Ling Luo quickly shook his head: "No... not awkward, flat wife."

"Haha, flat wife?" Ning Mengyao swayed back and looked back at Lingluo: "It seems that you still don't know me enough."

Who is she Ning Mengyao? The two worlds are human beings. Will she compete with other women for their favorite men because of environmental changes?

She and Ling Luo were a couple in the past. When they were about to get married, they came to this strange time because of the accident. After that, he was the young master of Lingyun Houfu, who was loved by thousands of people, and she was just abandoned by her family. orphan.

At that time, she met unexpectedly. He was as good as her, and she did not care about her status. She thought that they would know each other as they did before.

Six years, I have been here for six years. She has not changed, but he has changed. For the sake of power, the status actually wants her to share a man with other women.

When did she Ning Mengyao fall to this point?

"Yao Er, you listen to me, I love you, but..." Seeing Ning Mengyao's gradual cold eyes, Ling Luo walked to Ning Mengyao and grabbed her arm, some eager to explain.

"Love? Ling Luo is the most unworthy of love is you, love me? You love your rights and status, do you still know me for so long? I have my pride, let me share other men with a woman That is impossible." Ning Mengyao stretched out his hand and opened Ling Luo's hand, cold mouth.

Ling Luo looked at the hands that were ruthlessly knocked down, and his body was slightly stiff: "Yao, how can you do this, it is normal for the three wives and four beggars to be in this place." For Ning Mengyao's resistance, Lingluo has some helplessness.

Ning Mengyao's pupils are shrinking, looking up at Lingluo: "Three wives and four beggars? Very normal? Then you have been to a life you think is normal, don't look for me again."

When these words were spoken, she thought that she would not be uncomfortable. After she was really exporting, she discovered that she was not as strong as she thought, and her heart could not breathe.

Poor she didn't even know that his thoughts didn't know when it began to become as boring and ignorant as people of this era.

"Yaoer, you can't understand me, I am for us." Lingluo looked at Ning Mengyao, which was more and more unrelenting, and also a little annoyed, yelling at Ning Mengyao's loud voice.

Ning Mengyao walked toward Linglu step by step, raising his hand in his face and slamming two slaps: "For us, good? Lingluo, you are just for yourself. From now on, you and me will be decisive. Goodbye is only a passerby. ""

I took a deep look at Lingluo. There was no such love in the beautiful eyes. Some were just ruthlessly cold. An ordinary white cotton dress was actually a scent of her, a long cause. Her turn turned across the beautiful arc in the air, like a butterfly in the flowers, flying like a butterfly.

Ling Luo squinted at his face and watched Ning Mengyao leave. He did not go to chase, nor did he open his mouth. He did not know that his release at this time was forever. When he saw goodbye, it was a matter of fact.

Ning Mengyao did not know how she returned to her home. She looked at the exquisite small courtyard in front of her face.

Looking at this small courtyard, Ning Mengyao smiled and laughed at herself. She thought that he would go with her. The life she wanted, but the reality, was a slap in her face.