The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

  Chapter 245 Can you see him?

   "Clay Fang Kai nest."

   Jiang Huailu grinned with a mouthful of white teeth, his eyes were almost round.

  A gleam of saliva flowed down the corners of her mouth, making her more and more angry.

After finally breaking free, Lu Huaijiang asked again: "Then others are willing to support you, and you are willing to marry others?" For some reason, he was sour in his heart.

  Little Huailu rolled his eyes: "Well, do you think everyone is worthy to marry me?"

  After speaking, he hummed and turned around.

  At least let her marry Yang Dianfeng, she is not happy.

  Married to Yang Dianfeng, not to mention pork knuckles, I am afraid that the ribs can only pinch the juice on top of the bone slag, and they can eat better than her.

  These words pleased Lu Huaijiang and made him laugh in a low voice.

  Thousands of miles are frozen when her face is cold, and when she smiles, it is warm and pleasant, like a spring breeze.

  Laughter overflowed from his throat uncontrollably, happier than he was in the Eastern Palace.

   His eyes narrowed slightly, with a slightly unclear light.

   "Hey, will you be old when I grow up?" The little girl murmured and said to herself.

  Lu Huaijiang heard it, and suddenly he got angry again.

  "This palace...I'm beautiful and beautiful, I'm just right! You're old, you're old, and your whole family is old. Your grandfather can't be a bad old man!" After speaking, he snorted and prepared to pass through the door.

  At this moment, it happened to be the attic on the top of the Salvation Hall, and he was able to shuttle back and forth with Jiang Huailu's permission.

  The ghost does not need to open the door.

  At this moment, when he was angry, he turned around angrily and went straight towards the door.

  Jiang Huailu pouted, hum, and disappeared if he didn’t agree with him. What a ghost?

  Just...

  咚!

   There was a loud noise.

  As if something hit the door.

  Jiang Huailu rolled over from the soft couch.

  Rolling like a ball.

   Just now the arrogant young man with an arrogant face, the first in the sky and the second in Lao Tzu.

   Holding his forehead, sitting on the ground with a dazed expression, staring at the door blankly.

   "I didn't even penetrate?" The voice was still a bit blurred, and it looked like he hadn't recovered.

   Jiang Huai didn't wear any deer shoes, jumped out of bed, and stepped up to him in small steps.

   "Hey... the forehead actually hits red." Jiang Huailu's eyes widened.

  It happened that Grandma Zhu came up with a wooden plate, in which there were several small white porcelain bowls, all of which were meat dishes that Jiang Huailu liked very much.

  Grandma Zhu pushed in.

  "Master, you have some supper..." Just after speaking, he hesitated.

  "This little boy, do you want to get you some fitting clothes?" Grandma Zhu respectfully stepped aside, looked at Lu Huaijiang on the ground, and asked in a low voice.

  I didn’t know that the two turned to look at Granny Zhu.

   "Can you see him?"

   "Can you see me?"

  The two spoke in the same way.

   Granny Zhu paused: "Even though the old woman is too old, her eyes are not good. But such a big person...the old woman is still not invisible, right?"

   "Besides, he is in red clothes. When he lays on the ground, he is so conspicuous." Granny Zhu pointed to the ground.

  Jiang Huailu and Lu Huaijiang looked at each other, seeing the solemnity in each other's eyes.

   "Grandma Zhu, please help me prepare some clothes for teenagers to wear. Navy blue or white can be used." Xiao Huailu whispered.

   Granny Zhu saw that the two of them looked wrong, and she bowed deeply and withdrew.

  The door just closed.

  Lu Huaijiang jumped up directly.

  (End of this chapter)