The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

   Chapter 1002 Admiring Your Majesty's Words

  Taozhi frowned slightly, and said twice.

   doesn't seem to have a good impression of Zheng Wangshu.

   "Let's take a look." Lulu pondered for a moment, and finally went out.

  Peach Branch pursed her lips, but could only follow it silently.

  In the scorching summer, Lulu wore a light blue long skirt. Tao Zhi combed her a light bun, showing her smooth forehead.

  The red mark between the eyebrows became more and more glamorous.

  "Young Master Zheng, have a cup of tea. Lulu wakes up late at night. There is no rule for this girl to be spoiled by us." Jiang Huaian poured him a cup of herbal tea.

  Zheng Wangshu's face was a little pale, he took the tea, and thanked Jiang Huaian.

"My mother and I often worry that this girl is spoiled by us. If we marry in the future, what should we do. Look at her now, I'm afraid the big family will not dare to think about it. The family has strict rules, this girl, You won't be happy." Jiang Huaian held the cup with his slender fingers and shook it gently.

  Zheng Wangshu pressed his lips tightly and his back was straight.

  The sound of light footsteps came from outside the door, and Jiang Huaian put down the cup.

  "Prepare a cup of hot tea for the girl." Jiang Huaian glanced at Lulu, and saw the redness of her brows, which made her complexion more attractive, and her brows wrinkled faintly.

   "What kind of hot tea to drink in summer? Lulu also wants to drink herbal tea. I also want to eat iced watermelon..." Since Lu Huaijiang defeated the barbarians, Jiang Huailu has realized the freedom of melons and fruits.

   "Girls eat less spicy and cold things." Jiang Huaian gave Lulu a light look, and Lulu had to pouting and humming.

   "My sister is childish, let Zheng Gongzi read the joke." Jiang Huaian nodded towards Zheng Gongzi.

   also seems to be telling him, look, my sister is this casual and unrestrained temperament.

  Lulu nodded to Zheng Wangshu, and sat on the opposite side.

  Zheng Wangshu has red eyes and hoarse throat.

  It took a long time to bow to Jiang Huaian: "Could it be that Brother Huaian waited outside the door. I...I have a few words with Miss Lulu."

   "It is not Wang Shudeng's apprentice, it is really hard to tell. I also hope that the Huai'an brothers can make it easy..." It is a special thing for a foreigner to be alone with a woman.

   Jiang Huaian frowned fiercely.

   looked at his sister, as if looking at Jiang Huailu's meaning.

  Lulu tiptoes on the ground little by little, looking at Jiang Huaian innocently: "Brother, what do you think I do? He is with me, look at his body, shouldn’t it be him who is more worried?"

  For the sake of the other person's acquaintance with him, she was not ashamed to say that Zheng Wangshu's body is not enough for her to slap her.

  Jiang Huaian was startled, his eyes silently glanced at the shameful son Zheng with red ears.

   said nothing and went out.

  It’s just that the door is not closed, so people are waiting in the yard.

  Zheng Wangshu let out a sigh of relief, and the girl sat opposite him with a Qiao smile.

   "You...your majesty taught you that good handwriting?" For a long time, Zheng Wangshu asked every single word.

  Lulu is a little guilty, after all her homework is done by Lu Huaijiang.

   Quietly Mimi nodded.

  Zheng Wangshu's face was really bad, instantly pale and bloodless.

  What he has always admired is the words of your majesty!

   "It is obvious that you did not know your Majesty when you were in the deserted capital..." Zheng Wangshu's lips were white, and he still refused to believe it.

  Lu Lu paused: "My grandfather is Mr. Jiang Ge. He kept the handwriting of brother Jiang Jiang at the time. Lu Lu looked very interesting, so he learned his font."

  Zheng Wangshu’s smile is worse than crying.

  (End of this chapter)