The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

   Chapter 1520

  Tuesday Lang lives next door.

  The Lin family has had a hard time these years, and Tue Lang also knows.

  Before the eldest brother of the Lin family and the old lady were still alive, Tue Lang still looked like an honest friend.

  Who knew that the old lady just got into the soil, so he sneaked in.

   Standing outside Lin Fujin's gate in the middle of the night, he shouted with a pair of red eyes: Ajin, I will be good to you for a lifetime, I am happy with you, and I will persuade my mother to marry you as your true wife.

   Blocked in front of a solitary woman's dormitory in the middle of the night, Lin Fujin turned pale with fright.

  Tuesday Lang said it was all right, and even pushed the door inside.

   "Last night...Last night, thank you Mr. Lu." Lin Fujin's face was pale, but she was so hot and fierce that she was so scared last night.

  Being harsh on women these years, she is a widow in name, and Lang Ruo really pushed in on Tuesday.

  I'm afraid she can only hang one white silk.

   Or marry into Zhou's family and let the other party choose.

  Renwang glanced at her and snorted softly.

  I felt quite a bit sad in my heart. I was so sad when I was calculating. You were terrified last night, right? ?

  Clearly, he got up again before dawn and repaired the door and repaired the roof for her.

   "I killed the old hen at home and made a pot of chicken broth for you. Shall I use some chicken noodle soup in the morning?"

   "Actually... Actually, I won't dislike you. If you don't dislike you, you will live in my house for the time being." A Jin touched his nose, and didn't notice the stiff expression of the king.

  What is it? Dislike me? ?

   "I know your status is not very good. You look white and pure, better than the sons and brothers I have seen outside. The ones that are raised are beautiful and good..." When I went out this morning, everyone said that she had adopted a young man.

  Xiaoer is the head of the noodles raised in the mansion by a wealthy woman.

  Nowadays, there are some flower houses in the capital, and they will raise some young men. She has seen it from a distance before, and she is not as good as Lu Gongzi.

  Lu Yueze almost didn't pass by in one breath.

   "I'm a widow again, don't worry, I won't slurp your body." Lin Fujin looked serious.

  The man with the bowl His Majesty the King: "Puff!"

   almost choked on face.

  Ren Wang's complexion flushed from choking, not without shame.

  Ren Wang’s ears are all red.

  Lin Fujin's complexion was also a little red. Seeing him stuttering for a long time without speaking, he thought he was embarrassed.

  Dang Even ran away in a hurry.

  Renwang has no chance to explain.

   "What does it mean to not greedy my body? Those who want to greet me are almost out of the capital. Ah yeah, what kind of greedy is not." The king almost let her lead her into the ditch.

   "I'm not the one who waits to betray the hue!" Lu Yueze gritted her teeth, and the little widow was simply too much.

  If it hadn’t been for hearing her sobbing quietly last night, she could see from the silhouette of the window that she was pulling out a gleaming kitchen knife.

  He won’t come forward.

  Lu Yueze wanted to explain, but didn't know how to explain it.

   Severely took two bowls of steaming chicken noodle soup, and filled up the roof before repairing the door.

  I just stared at the little widow from time to time.

  In the afternoon, the little widow brought some vegetables back from outside, and she said suspiciously: "What's going on in the capital, why are you looking for people everywhere?"

   "When I just came, someone asked me if I had seen a man with a mighty and domineering look that looked extraordinary. If you can give the news, I will give you a hundred taels of silver."

  Ren Wang raised his eyelids. Is this the news?

  Then looked at her fixedly, and wondered if the little widow had earned a hundred taels of silver.

  (End of this chapter)