His sleeves drooped down slightly, as if they were carrying something heavy.
Jiang huailu was used to rummaging through his pockets. At first, Lu huaijiang was a little resistant.
However, when he saw that she would smile happily every time she took out food, he let her be.
At this moment, Jiang huailu found a small, squarish thing in it. It looked like a piece of transparent Jade, and one hand was holding it.
"This belongs to my family. I've been back home these few days. I took it out." Lu huaijiang took a look and said casually.
Jiang huailu picked it up and stamped it on the bed. She only felt that the pattern on the stamp was very beautiful.
"Lulu likes it," Then there was a mark on Lu huaijiang's face and clothes.
It was a beautiful red pattern.
