Frog has become a sperm

The large entrance area of ​​Jiang's house was crowded with media reporters, but the reporters who were excited and excited at the beginning were a little listless now.

No photos allowed.

Although a little disappointed, the media reporters were still very excited, and everyone was also in high spirits.

This big guy didn't stop taking pictures when he got off the car, it was only after the guy next to him got off the car...

No, as the minds of media reporters, they should not be too active at this moment.

Can't take pictures, they can see it.

What kind of fairy appearance is this? Sure enough, only such a good-looking person can stand beside the boss and be pampered so carefully.

Xiaolu was held by Nan Zheng with one hand, facing so many people, he had nothing to be afraid of, and looked at his trouser pocket, which was bulging, and something was moving around.

He is a little uncomfortable.

So he reached out to take out the bulging thing from his trouser pocket.

Jiang Sanye, who was walking by Nanzheng's side to guide the way, saw Xiaolu's movements clearly, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

However, when Third Master Jiang saw it, other people could also see it clearly.

But who dares to say anything.

"What?" Nan Zheng lowered his head to notice his small movements.

Xiaolu raised her head with a smile and showed what was in her hand: "It's it, Brother Mole~"

Nan Zheng: "..."

He knew the mole.

Brother Mole's little black bean eyes met Nan Zheng's cold eyes, he shook his hair silently, turned his head, rubbed his head, followed Xiao Lu's arm, climbed onto his shoulder with a grunt, and then jumped onto his shoulder. On his head, he squatted down, and used its two front paws to pull Xiaolu's hair, covering himself.

It's really going to scare the rat to death.

Nan Zheng: "..."

Zhao Qin, who followed closely after getting out of the car, hurriedly lowered his head to hide the smile on his face.

but……

Third Master Jiang: "...Pfft~" He couldn't help laughing out loud.

Everyone at the scene: "..." I really want to laugh, but I can't laugh out loud, I must hold back, they are not Jiang Sanye, if they laugh, they should be stared at by death QAQ.

"Hahaha..." Then there was someone who laughed unscrupulously.

"You scared Brother Mole." Little Green raised his hand to touch Brother Mole, but seeing that it was well nestled on his head, he didn't get it off.

Nanzheng glanced at the timid mole, without saying a word, and stretched out his hands to straighten Xiaolu's crumpled clothes.

It really is a good pet, not angry at all, and so gentle to help tidy up the clothes, is it true love?

Mr. Jiang's birthday banquet this time was held at Jiang's old house. Nan Zheng and the others did not come early, and many people had already arrived in the hall of the old house.

The appearance of Nan Zheng and the others attracted everyone's attention.

From the main entrance to the hall, the crowd automatically parted, revealing Mr. Jiang sitting tall at the top of the hall.

Today is Mr. Jiang's [-]th birthday. The old man is dressed in festive clothes, his thinning mottled hair is neatly groomed, and he is holding a black wooden crutch with both hands. , just looking at the cloudy eyes, it is still no longer the heroism in the mall.

"Dad, it's Nanzheng here." Second Master Jiang reminded Mr. Jiang beside him.

"He's here." Old Man Jiang's eyes lit up, and then sank again: "He is finally willing to come to see me, an old man."

"It can be considered that he still has something to eat." Second Master Jiang said with a snort.

Mr. Jiang stopped talking, turned his eyes away, and looked at the person who came in.

Nan Zheng walked unhurriedly, Xiao Lu was beside him, and Zhao Qin was holding a packaged gift box in his hand.

Walking all the way to the front, Nan Zheng looked at Mr. Jiang, who also looked at him.

"Here we come." Mr. Jiang looked at Nan Zheng with complicated eyes.

This is the grandson he likes to value very much, but unfortunately, some things are always in a dilemma.

Nan Zheng's expression was very calm. When he came in just now, he didn't even look at the old house carefully. Since he left eight years ago, this was the first time he stepped here.

"Grandpa Jiang's birthday, I'm here to wish you good luck like the East China Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan!"

With a slightly deep voice, he said a plain congratulations.

Xiaolu glanced at Nanzheng. Of course he knew that the old man opposite him was Nanzheng's grandfather, so the annoying Jiang Erye and Jiang Sanye were Nanzheng's two uncles. They are very close relatives.

As for why the situation became like today, Xiaolu didn't ask much or think too much. Anyway, from his usual actions, he could see how miserable the relatives of the Jiang family were, so if you don't want it, you don't want it.

"I wish you good health." Xiaolu cupped her hands at Mr. Jiang, and he suppressed this sentence temporarily, although Nan Zheng said that he could say nothing and he didn't need to care about other people's opinions.

Come here, it is polite to say a word, he is a polite croak.

Mr. Jiang's face, which had been gentle and kind just a moment ago, instantly hardened.

He looked at Nan Zheng.

Nan Zheng responded indifferently, and raised his voice: "Give me the congratulatory gift."

Zhao Qin diligently delivered the gift box to Jiang Erye in person.

Second Master Jiang took it stiffly.

Even if you want to throw it, wait until no one is there.

For acting, his Jiang family will definitely do their best.

"Nanzheng!" Mr. Jiang stomped his cane fiercely, looking very angry: "What did you call me?"

The guests who came around silently watched the excitement.

Xiaolu was not frightened by Mr. Jiang's anger, and she was still leisurely looking at other people, and then saw Cheng Jin who was limping on one leg.

Tsk~

Xiaolu clicked her tongue and admired secretly, Cheng Jin is really a ruthless person, he limped a leg and couldn't recuperate well in the hospital, but he still came here to watch the excitement.

Yes, just to watch the fun.

Although it was a little distance away, Xiaolu's good eyesight could still see clearly. Cheng Jin was holding a wine glass, watching the excitement with interest, showing that it was not a big deal.

Cheng Jin also noticed that Xiaolu was looking at him, and raised his glass to him.

Xiaolu pressed the corner of her mouth that was about to twitch, and gave him a blank stare.

In fact, the people present were all famous and famous families in Haicheng, and they were more or less aware of the entanglements between the four great families in Haicheng.

When the Nan family was in trouble, apart from the Cheng family, the Shen family and the Jiang family were all in trouble.

On the surface, the four aristocratic families seem to be family friends. When the elders are around, the juniors are called uncles and nephews, but there is also a lot of competition behind the scenes. Things that kill you while you are sick are not uncommon in the market. .

However, the Shen family didn't mind it, it was a commercial competition, but the Jiang family also took action.

The Jiang family's daughter married into the Nan family, and the Jiang family is the natal family of the current head of the Nan family. It's okay for such in-laws not to help in times of crisis, but it's embarrassing to even drag them around.

On Mr. Jiang's [-]th birthday, the Patriarch of the Nan family came forward. They were very surprised, thinking that the two families had the intention of reconciling, but looking at the attitude of the Patriarch of the Nan family now, this is not the case at all. Rather than saying that he came to celebrate his birthday, On the contrary, it is more like finding fault.

Xiaolu patted Brother Mole on the head comfortingly.

Why brought the mole brother out, this is Meimei's attention.

It's all about finding the buzz.

With the bottle of pollen left by Buzz, they can follow the pollen to find Buzz.

But the smell of pollen stays in the air for a very short time, even if there is still a scent, Xiaolu's nose is really not as good as a dog's nose. After trying it a few times, he found that once the wind blows away some of the pollen, it is difficult for him to grasp it. direction, it will be difficult to find the buzz.

So, Meimei, a slow snail, ran to the forest station without hesitation, and lent brother mole, a flight attendant, from the hands of the blue cat Prince Duanyang.