His Highness's little ancestor (1)

Lu huaijiang's face darkened.

Jiang huailu took small steps and walked over with a bitter face. She lowered her head and said in a low voice.

"I really didn't mean to make you angry and embarrass you. I, I don't know what that is ..."

"My mother thought you were a girl ... This, this, I've brought you new clothes." Jiang huailu even took some time to buy a few clothes from the clothing store today, knowing that she had made brother Lu Jiang angry again.

He had lost so much face.

Lu huaijiang glanced at her and saw that she was listless with her head drooped. She was not as lively as before.

The little girl even looked at him carefully, as if she was a little afraid. Lu huaijiang was immediately unhappy.

"I'm not some dreadful monster. Do you think I'm going to eat you?"

"Am I that petty? Such a narrow-minded person?" Lu huaijiang seemed to have forgotten that three months ago, he had beheaded himself for the slightest disagreement.