The barefooted Prince (1)
Translator: 549690339
"Sure, the last bowl is yours, young master."
"Little girl, your brother is really good to you." The stall owner laughed.
The little girl looked adorable and was a perfect match for the young man. They looked like a golden couple.
"I'm not her brother," Lu huaijiang said with a long face.
The stall owner was stunned and immediately changed his words,"Oh, child bride, child bride." Little girl, your little husband is quite good to you. The two of them were so well-matched, they would definitely be fated to be together when they grew up! Little Lord, you're so kind." After the stall owner finished speaking, he happily kept the shoes.
The little girl's eyes stared straight at meatball, but the young man's toes curled up slightly, and the tips of his ears were slightly red.
Her ears were burning red. She glanced at Jiang huailu and stared at the glutinous rice ball.
The corners of his mouth drooped, and he lost his smile.