The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old-Chapter 98 - : She frivolous me (1)
Chapter 98: She frivolous me (1)
Translator: 549690339
Jiang huailu felt that there was something wrong with the way Lu Jiang was looking at her.
“He begged His Highness Huai Jiang to never wake up. What kind of heart is this?” Lu huaijiang’s eyes were cold and seemed to carry a bit of sharp coldness.
He seemed to have overlooked something.
Could this place still be within the borders of the country?
Lu huaijiang’s eyelids twitched.
Jiang huailu was thinking about how to explain that Lu huaijiang was a great evil that wanted to kill the world and destroy the world. The Xia family hurried over.
“Lulu, you can’t be too far away from mother. You’ll be caught by The Walking stick later.” Mrs. Xia smiled gently and held her daughter’s hand.
Lu huaijiang’s thick brows furrowed slightly as he looked suspiciously at the Xia family.
This woman seemed to be a little familiar.
However, Madam Xia was dressed like an ordinary woman, so she only looked familiar.
“Why didn’t you come last night? I’ve been waiting for you all night.” Damn it, the entire Hall of salvation had gone to kill evil ghosts. He was the only one standing by the door, waiting for the keys.
Jiang huailu was the key.
Who knew why he could only go out of this door when Jiang huailu was with him.
Lu huaijiang didn’t even realize that his tone was soft and carried a bit of resentment. But in the blink of an eye, he was furious.
He, Lu huaijiang, had never felt so wronged.
The Xia Corporation just happened to go and ask for a signature.
“Lulu, sit here and wait for me. There’s too many people at the drawing release area.” Seeing that there were guards all around, Madam Xia was relieved.
Jiang huailu nodded obediently. Lu Jiang scoffed at her obedient look.
Jiang huailu’s eyes were innocent, “were you waiting for me?” Like the husband-gazing rock?” Her bedtime story last night was the husband-gazing rock.
Lu huaijiang’s face darkened visibly.
“Don’t you know why I waited for you?” Lu huaijiang’s brain was twitching. When he woke up, he would definitely raze this damn Hall of salvation to the ground.
No, the entire city was razed to the ground!
Jiang huailu looked apologetic. She wondered why Zhu Yan and the messenger of death could come and go as they pleased.
If Chu Liang could enter and leave as he pleased, what about Lu Jiang?
Could it be that Lu Jiang was not one of her people?
Jiang huailu raised his head and said seriously,”Why don’t you be my man? I’ll be good to you. If you become my man, you can enter and leave the hall of salvation as you please. Otherwise, I’ll have to wait bitterly every day …” Before Jiang huailu could finish his words.
Lu huaijiang’s face instantly turned ashen.
“Jiang Lu, what are you saying? You’re so bold!” Lu huaijiang’s eyes were filled with killing intent. He gritted his teeth as if he was filled with monstrous anger.
Jiang huailu was stunned and took a step back.
She, she just wanted to write him on the Golden Book. Why, why was there such a biz reaction?
Jiang huailu felt a little wronged after being scolded.
“Do you really think that bengong can only have you? Do you really think that I would sell my body just to leave this damn place? Don’t even think about it! You’re just craving my body!” Lu Jiang was furious.
There was anger and a bit of shock.
He, the Crown Prince, had been frivolously treated?
He was born and raised in the palace, so he had naturally seen a lot of such filth.
Now that he was suddenly provoked by Jiang huailu, he was immediately angry.
The young man’s thick eyelashes drooped slightly, his eyes were like stars, and his thin lips were slightly curled, which actually gave him a bit of coldness.
Damn thing, she actually dared to make bengong her people.
However, the little girl lowered her head and clutched the corner of her clothes without saying a word.
She wiped her face with her hand and lowered her head.
Lu huaijiang gritted his teeth in anger. Hearing the soft sobbing in his ear, his fingers moved slightly.
She teased bengong and still had the face to cry?