The marriage fate she handpicked (1)
"Little girl, is this your chicken?"
The chicken had come out from the eastern Palace and had followed her out.
Everyone on the street saw it.
Even the youth in the carriage saw it.
The young man's appearance was exquisite, and whenever he exuded kindness, it would often cause people to get closer to him.
The young man lifted the curtain and looked at her with a smile in his eyes. That perfect intimacy allowed him to succeed in every endeavor.
Lulu sat on the steps, his eyes moving down to the pheasant.
"It's not mine," Lulu replied, tilting his head. Under that pair of gentle eyes, he firmly shook his head.
"My chicken isn't that flat."
The little girl pointed at the crushed pheasant.
The smile on the young man's face slowly froze.
Yes, this was indeed a tough one.
All of Lu huaijiang's weaknesses pointed to this five year old girl.