MTL - The General’s Little Peasant Wife-Chapter 2097 Mourning for him

Jomo Mou reached out and licked his baby's little head, and his eyes flashed a deep smile: "Well, my brother believes you, sugar can give your brother a big surprise."

Sugar sugar nodded non-stop: "Okay, okay, my brother, rest assured, I will give you a big surprise."

Looking at the lovely look of sugar, the people on the side couldn't help but laugh. It was Huang Xiaoqing's very dissatisfied face that held the sugar candy. "You little thing, if you have a brother, don't want me, is it?" ?"

I used to be tired of my own side before, and now suddenly I don’t take care of myself. Huangpu Qing is really not adapting.

"Qing brother hurts." Sugar sugar said vaguely.

Huang Fuqing raised his eyebrows and looked at the sugar: "I don't hurt, it is sugar and sugar."

Sugar sugar saw him still bullying himself, and suddenly he was not happy. He looked at Joe Momo on the side: "Brother, he bullied me."

Jomo Mou had long been ignorant of Huang Fu’s ignorance. Now he saw that he dared to bully his sister, directly smashed the past, put people to the side, and then crouched down to look at his baby sister: "Sugar Sugar can be remembered. If you are such a person in the future, do you have to know far away?"

The eyes of the sugar sugar suddenly turned on, and then nodded non-stop: "Well, I listen to my brother."

Huang Qiqing's face is dark, is this considered to be a rock and lick his own feet?

"I have fun with you sugar candy, you really ignore me?" Huang Yiqing looked at the running sugar and quickly chased it up.

Sugar sugar snorted: "Let you bully me, I let my brother hit you."

Huang Haoqing looked at his own little baby very depressed, and there is such a thing?

But think about Jomo, and Jomo Feng, these two people seem to be unable to attract themselves, can not afford to hide from it, right?

"When I am good, I will not bully the sugar, can this be?" Huangfu Qing said with compromise.

The sugar sugar is proud of the blink of an eye, and is constantly laughing.

Seeing the sugar sugar like this, where does Huangpuqing still have a reason to understand? Just pretending to have nothing to see.

"I said what do you do?" Zhao Mingyu saw that Jomo Mou had been watching the people who left, and asked with a funny smile.

Jomo's face was very ugly, and he said with dissatisfaction: "I regret now letting my mother give sugar to this guy. This is a metamorphosis."

"..." Zhao Mingyu looked at Jomo Moss silently. This is simply a sister control. He saw the emperor's sympathy. He can already imagine that Huang Zhiqing's future will definitely not be so good.

Jomothan is definitely not going to make Huang Haoqing so good, at least in the future.

His eyes twitched slightly, and Jomo’s eyes flashed through the obvious calculations. Do you think that this would take his sister away? Don't think about it, there is him, Huang Fuqing does not peel off the skin, that is not acceptable.

"I suddenly felt very sympathetic to Huang Qiqing." Zhao Mingyu suddenly said a serious opening.

"You still don't marry a woman?" Jomo Mou suddenly asked.

"I don't worry, I have my older brother at home. When will I be a daughter-in-law?" They don't need him to pass on the family, why should they get married so early?

Jomo Mou looked at the person in front of him without a word: "I suddenly feel sad for your older brother, there is such a younger brother."

Zhao Mingyu looked helplessly at Jomo Mou: "I see you are idle and have nothing to do, so come to me trouble."

"Well, how do you know that I think so?"

"Cut, what do you think is happening at Xiao's side?" Zhao Mingyu no longer continued to talk about this topic, but asked Jomomo to ask curiously.

Jomo Mou looked at the person in front of him: "You want to know?"

"I am just curious. They have suffered such a big loss this time. It is impossible to do this. They are not so stupid." Zhao Mingyu frowned.

Although he does not understand these things very well, there are things he still understands.

Jomomo smiled and said: "How are they, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with us, and what we have to do now is not to care about them."

"Well? What are your thoughts?"