The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

  Chapter 113 Give Me A Taste

  Little Huailu sits on the bed.

  The bed is not as soft and gorgeous as it used to be in Beijing, but Xia kept the house clean, and the quilt was full of the smell of sunshine.

  Jiang Huailu lay on the soft fragrant quilt, his little buttocks pouted, and his little head lying on the quilt.

  Shui's black eyes are a little expectant: "I don't know if Brother Lu Jiang, seeing the surprise I gave him, will he be very happy."

  Jiang Huailu ate a little too much, thinking about losing weight tomorrow.

  After all, today’s chicken drumsticks are delicious.

  Furthermore, she is only four years old, and she will definitely smoke... right? ? ?

  Jiang Huailu squirmed and squirmed on the bed, and crawled into the bed while wearing a shirt. She was holding a melon in her hand and gave her little friend a taste.

  …………

When    opened her eyes again, she was already standing on the third floor of the Hall of Salvation.

  Extravagant curtains, quilts with silver edges.

  There is also a light blue skirt prepared by Zhu Yan on the bed.

  Little Huailu dressed up and went downstairs.

  Downstairs, Grandma Zhu already knew that the savior would come to the Hall of Salvation every day. Therefore, the Palace of Salvation never leaves pilgrims at night.

   also never accepts strangers.

  What's more, there are Yin soldiers in the Hall of Salvation, and the people dare not make mistakes.

  Grandma Zhu even went upstairs to clean in the afternoon, naturally knowing that there was no one upstairs. If there is movement at this moment, it must be the savior.

  Dang even respectfully kneeling on the first floor.

Da da da……

  The sound is from far to near.

  Grandma Zhu’s forehead touched the ground, she did not dare to raise her head.

  In front of him, there was a pair of...small feet that were not as big as a palm, about the size of a three or four-year-old child?

   "Get up." Grandma Zhu seemed to hear a familiar voice. When she raised her head, she saw the short little baby walking towards the Salvation Hall step by step.

  Only a moment...

  In the empty golden hall, a dense crowd of Yin soldiers appeared instantly.

  As soon as she lifted her hand, the Yin Soldier disappeared into the surroundings without a trace.

  Grandma Zhu feels soft, respectful and scared, and she has a touch of... familiar.

  After seeing the savior, Zhu Yan appeared and came to her mother. With a virtual help, Grandma Zhu stood up.

   "Mother, it's really our good fortune to meet her." With a low voice, she took her mother to talk.

  At this moment, Jiang Huailu was carrying a melon and headed towards Lu Jiang.

  This Lu Jiang is also stubborn. He would rather return to the Hall of Salvation every day than go to the golden book.

   "Brother Lu Jiang, look, I brought you a gift. What a sweet and so sweet melon..." The little girl shouted when she saw the white figure of the moon.

   charged up like a small cannonball.

When    approached, he tilted his head and blinked his eyes: "You seem to have grown taller..."

   Turning around, Lu Jiang said lightly: "It's okay, although you are not tall, you are fat." His tone was a little joking.

The smile on Jiang Huailu's face suddenly fell.

Seeing her disappointed look, Lu Jiang smiled and said, "I was not as tall as you when I was three or four years old. Now, isn't it so tall? See what melon you brought me?" After speaking, he took it. come.

  Heaven and earth, flying in the sky, swimming in the water, the world pays tribute to him.

  Lu Huaijiang really didn't think so much about that piece of melon. I was just afraid that she would cry herself again.

   Jiang Huailu forgets her **** quickly, and immediately said: "This is a melon, I haven't eaten it yet. I'll try it for you... Do you look sweet?"

  He didn't have the appetite for appetite, but on this hot summer day, it would be nice to come to such a sweet melon.

   Click and click, the melon is very crisp.

  Guru...

  Guru...

   There seems to be a drooling sound.

  As soon as she looked up, she saw the little girl slowly saying: "Can you give me a taste of the peel you finished eating?"

  　 ask for a ticket stamp, punch a stamp... see you during the day.

  (End of this chapter)