Chapter 2: The Prince's expression management failed

"Fourth, fourth?"

After shouting several times in succession, the deity finally reacted and looked up:

"How?"

"Not feeling well? Or how? ”

Otherwise, why is it so wrong?

Jiang Ye's throat moved, his eyes narrowed, and there was a little shudder in his eyes:

"It's fine!"

As he spoke, he took another sip from the wine glass in his hand.

This.....

Several people present looked at each other tacitly, and their hearts flashed at the same time: Is this still called okay?

The man exuded cold air all over his body, which discouraged some people who wanted to step forward and climb the relationship.

This prince, no one can afford to offend!

There was not a drop of wine left in Eiya's cup again, and half of his face was hidden in the shadows.

At this time, Lu Yan and his family came to the stage to give speeches, one holding the eldest son, and the other holding the youngest son of 100 days in his arms.

A family of four officially made a public appearance, handsome men and beautiful women, like a fairy tale.

Lu Jing stood beside the rostrum, his heart was churning, and he was very uneasy

Lu's mother was the first to find out that something was wrong with her daughter:

"What's wrong? Are you tired of flying? ”

"No, Mom, I'm fine."

"I also said that it's okay, my face is much paler than before, go over there and sit down and rest."

"It's really fine...."

"Go!"

Lu Jing wanted to refuse, because the position of the guest of honor was next to the table where someone was.

can be pushed by Lu Mu like this, and if he is not careful, he will look at someone again.

The man's gaze is like a steel cone, piercing the heart.

Lu Jing's face was faintly out of control, and he even held his breath, and the whole person froze in place, and the man sitting not far away was smiling on his face, but in that smile, there was no temperature at all, and it was cold and terrible.

Suddenly, the fifth child next to Jiang Ye stood up and waved to Lu Jing:

"Sister Jing, Sister Jing, come here to sit, we have a place here!"

Hiss!

Lu Jing choked hard.

As for the crown prince, the difficult expression management failed once.

In the end, Lu Mu urged again:

"In the past, you haven't seen a few of them in years, didn't you have a good time when you were a child?"

Ahem.

There was no way, no matter how unwilling Lu Jing was in his heart, his mother spoke, so she could only move over step by step, and the position where she sat was just facing someone, and it was difficult to ignore it.

Just when Lu Jing was sitting on pins and needles, the fifth balabala spoke again:

"Sister Jing, shouldn't you have stayed abroad for a long time and forgotten about us, right?"

Sweat...

"No, Brother Heming."

Lao Wu was immediately satisfied, and laughed.

Pei San next to him immediately quipped:

"Just remember you, Brother Heming, what about us?"

"Second brother, third brother." shouted obediently.

Then, there is no then.

The fifth child reacted half a beat slowly:

"Hey, Sister Jing, there is a fourth brother here."

The atmosphere instantly became very eerie, and the air was condensed.

The man opposite sat on the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, his face seemed to be smiling, and his eyes were staring at this side meaningfully.

Although Lu Jing lowered his eyes, he still felt it clearly, and his lips moved uncontrollably.

Tuesday and Pei San are not as naΓ―ve as the fifth child, and they basically see something.

In this case, it makes sense that the fourth child suddenly went wrong before.

At this moment, the Han Fifth actually said surprisingly again:

"Sister Jing, are you particularly afraid of the fourth brother? An, hasn't he always looked like he didn't pay back the money that others owed him? ”