The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

   Chapter 1333 He has a sweetheart

  Master Jiang, now the youngest first assistant in the DPRK.

   What makes people even more eye-catching is that now the Emperor Xian is said to live in Jiang's family. Some people say that they seem to have seen the figure of the first queen, but the first queen has clearly heard that the immortal has passed away. Whether it is true or not, they are not very clear about what mortals like them know.

  Zheng nodded after listening, she also knew that business matters.

  Wait until Yang Dianfeng exited the hall door.

  Zheng looked at the woman behind Madam Ruan, and couldn't help but get up and said, "It's a little bit hot today, let me go back and change clothes."

  Naturally, the ladies have no opinion.

  Zheng walked away quickly, until no one could see a trace behind him. She hurried to catch up.

   "My son, how are you today?" Her son never looked at any other woman. He was actually staring at the girl Ruan and blushing today.

  Yang Dianfeng was extremely helpless: "Mother, my son really has no intention of Fengyue. Don't think too much about it."

   "That girl Ruan doesn't like it either?" Zheng didn't give up, obviously he looked at people red face.

   "The son has no idea about her. Don't miss the reputation of the girl." He just thought...

   is somewhat similar to her in the dream.

  Yang Dianfeng can’t tell what it feels like.

  He is four years older than Lulu, he is 23 this year, probably because of the God of Wealth.

  The gods are self-cleaning, and he probably has some influence.

   Very few women have thoughts and love for so many years.

  But the woman in his dream last night, he still remembers her appearance.

  Probably, because that dream was so real. Her delicate skin and a blue breath wrapped tightly around him.

  Even in a dream, that was the first girl in his history.

   "Are you really unintentional?" Zheng's eyes were red.

  Seeing his son nodded, Zheng almost cried.

  Looking at his son carefully, he was so handsome and indifferent to feelings.

only……

  When his eyes fell on his shoulders, Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

  Zheng stretched out a hand on his shoulder to arrange his clothes: "No matter, since you have no intention, my mother won't cause you trouble. Go back quickly, don't catch the wind and cold."

  Yang Dianfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and left to bid farewell to the Zheng family.

  And Zheng, but clenched his palms tightly.

   "Madam, don't worry. The son has an idea since he was a child, he..." The maid still wanted to persuade, but Madam suddenly became excited.

  Excitedly spread out his palms: "Hair, woman's hair. He has woman's hair on his shoulders."

  Zheng was excited and almost wanted to jump a few laps in place.

   "When he came over, I felt something was wrong. He actually carried the fragrance of a girl." Before the girl came out of the pavilion, the fragrance of the daughter was on her body.

   "Oh, oh. Does this kid already have someone he likes? Why didn't he tell me. Really."

  Zheng holds a few hairs tightly in his hands, and the fragrance on the hair is particularly strong.

   seems to carry a touch of sandalwood.

  "But women generally only drop one or two. How can they drop several? Is it because girls lose their hair at a young age?" The maids were a little confused. They usually only drop a few at most.

  Zheng paused.

  'S eyes flashed suddenly.

   "Either, the girl lost her hair at a young age. Or, the girl rested in Pinnacle's arms at night and was crushed by Pinnacle." After all, when she was just married, Master Yang had to suppress a lot of her hair every day.

  Zheng's enthusiasm suddenly came, and people hurriedly called in the servant who was serving Yang Dianfeng.

  (End of this chapter)