Xia Ziluo looked a little confused, subconsciously recognizing and not looking at his face. So his eyes fell on him and found that the clothes he was wearing today were very particular, and the fabric seemed...

"Is this Persian fabric?" Xia Ziluo suddenly remembered the dozens of pieces of fabric that Xia Qingtian gave her, one of which was quite similar to the texture and pattern of his clothes.

Ye Mu Ran didn't expect that she could see the fool at first sight and was slightly surprised. But in a blink of an eye, he thought that the last right to sail was controlled by Xia Qingtian's staff, and it was not surprising that it was not surprising that things from Persia were brought.

Even he bought it from Xia Qingtian only through relationships.

"That's right, it was transported back from Persia not long ago." Ye Muran opened his arms and asked Xia Ziluo to look at it openly, "How is it, it's not bad, right? Is there any special Yushu Linfeng?"

I've seen a narcissistic person, but I've never seen such a narcissistic person!

Xia Ziluo almost vomited: "It would be better to change a model." In fact, he is qualified to make clothes racks, with a perfect body proportion, a very handsome face, and the most important thing is his extraordinary temperament.

But there is a better existence in her heart.

That person is not only the most beautiful man in the eyes of the world, but also the no.1 in her heart.

"Model..." Although I couldn't hear what this was and didn't understand what this sentence meant. Ye Mu Ran understood what Xia Ziluo wanted to express, saying that he was not as good as the person in her heart.

Murong Xitian.

In her heart, she still cared more about Murong Xitian.

My heart suddenly felt like it was hit by a hidden weapon, and it hurt like a torn apart.

"It's nothing!" Xia Ziluo mistakenly thought that Ye Mu Ran stared at him because he was suspicious of the English word, and hurriedly covered up guiltily, "Let's go, don't you say you want to go to the Blue Color Clothing House, let's go now."

"...Okay." Ye Mu Ran stopped talking and took the lead in getting on the carriage.

This time, he did not let Xia Ziluo get on the car. After getting into the carriage, the carriage walked towards the Blue Color Clothing Village.

Xia Ziluo poked Juqing with his elbow: "You don't think he is weird today, it seems like he has changed?"

"No matter how powerful a person is, he will be heartbroken." Ju Qing shook his head helplessly and sighed. How could Xia Ziluo, a person who is slow to react to feelings, notice the feelings of Ye Mu Ran.

Should she remind Ye Muran? It would be better to change the way to show her love.

"What's the matter sad? It's not Lin Daiyu, the big man is still sentimental." Xia Ziluo curled the corners of his mouth and jumped into the carriage disapprovingly.

Ju Qing also got on the car together and turned to the Blue Color Clothing House.

Mrs. Lan Er had already been waiting, and Xia Ziluo chatted with her for a few simple words before starting to inspect the goods.

The fabrics were woven according to Xia Ziluo's requirements. Although the effect was a little different from what Xia Ziluo expected, she was very satisfied with being able to weave similar fabrics for the first time.

Not to mention the inspection, Xia Ziluo also added three times the order.

However, she also made a request, pointing out that this time the shortcomings hope to improve next time. Mrs. Lan Er was also a happy person, accepted the advice openly and sent them away.

Xia Ziluo brought the cloth back to the store, and it was already noon.

The sun slanted slightly from the sky, and the sunlight poured on the ground shone on people, warm.

"Wow, I'm so thirsty." As soon as Xia Ziluo rushed into the shop, he asked the shopkeeper for tea.

Xia Ziluo looked a little confused, subconsciously recognizing and not looking at his face. So his eyes fell on him and found that the clothes he was wearing today were very particular, and the fabric seemed...

"Is this Persian fabric?" Xia Ziluo suddenly remembered the dozens of pieces of fabric that Xia Qingtian gave her, one of which was quite similar to the texture and pattern of his clothes.

Ye Mu Ran didn't expect that she could see the fool at first sight and was slightly surprised. But in a blink of an eye, he thought that the last right to sail was controlled by Xia Qingtian's staff, and it was not surprising that it was not surprising that things from Persia were brought.

Even he bought it from Xia Qingtian only through relationships.

"That's right, it was transported back from Persia not long ago." Ye Muran opened his arms and asked Xia Ziluo to look at it openly, "How is it, it's not bad, right? Is there any special Yushu Linfeng?"

I've seen a narcissistic person, but I've never seen such a narcissistic person!

Xia Ziluo almost vomited: "It would be better to change a model." In fact, he is qualified to make clothes racks, with a perfect body proportion, a very handsome face, and the most important thing is his extraordinary temperament.

But there is a better existence in her heart.

That person is not only the most beautiful man in the eyes of the world, but also the no.1 in her heart.

"Model..." Although I couldn't hear what this was and didn't understand what this sentence meant. Ye Mu Ran understood what Xia Ziluo wanted to express, saying that he was not as good as the person in her heart.

Murong Xitian.

In her heart, she still cared more about Murong Xitian.

My heart suddenly felt like it was hit by a hidden weapon, and it hurt like a torn apart.

"It's nothing!" Xia Ziluo mistakenly thought that Ye Mu Ran stared at him because he was suspicious of the English word, and hurriedly covered up guiltily, "Let's go, don't you say you want to go to the Blue Color Clothing House, let's go now."

"...Okay." Ye Mu Ran stopped talking and took the lead in getting on the carriage.

This time, he did not let Xia Ziluo get on the car. After getting into the carriage, the carriage walked towards the Blue Color Clothing Village.

Xia Ziluo poked Juqing with his elbow: "You don't think he is weird today, it seems like he has changed?"

"No matter how powerful a person is, he will be heartbroken." Ju Qing shook his head helplessly and sighed. How could Xia Ziluo, a person who is slow to react to feelings, notice the feelings of Ye Mu Ran.

Should she remind Ye Muran? It would be better to change the way to show her love.

"What's the matter sad? It's not Lin Daiyu, the big man is still sentimental." Xia Ziluo curled the corners of his mouth and jumped into the carriage disapprovingly.

Ju Qing also got on the car together and turned to the Blue Color Clothing House.

Mrs. Lan Er had already been waiting, and Xia Ziluo chatted with her for a few simple words before starting to inspect the goods.

The fabrics were woven according to Xia Ziluo's requirements. Although the effect was a little different from what Xia Ziluo expected, she was very satisfied with being able to weave similar fabrics for the first time.

Not to mention the inspection, Xia Ziluo also added three times the order.

However, she also made a request, pointing out that this time the shortcomings hope to improve next time. Mrs. Lan Er was also a happy person, accepted the advice openly and sent them away.

Xia Ziluo brought the cloth back to the store, and it was already noon.

The sun slanted slightly from the sky, and the sunlight poured on the ground shone on people, warm.

"Wow, I'm so thirsty." As soon as Xia Ziluo rushed into the shop, he asked the shopkeeper for tea.

The shopkeeper was a good person who looked at people's faces. He had already made tea when the carriage stopped. Xia Ziluo brought the tea up as soon as he shouted thirsty: "Boss, this is the spring tea that has just come down, and the taste is very sweet and fragrant." Xia Ziluo looked at it a little shaking, subconsciously recognizing and not looking at his face. So his eyes fell on him and found that the clothes he was wearing today were very particular, and the fabric seemed to be...

"Is this Persian fabric?" Xia Ziluo suddenly remembered the dozens of pieces of fabric that Xia Qingtian gave her, one of which was quite similar to the texture and pattern of his clothes.

Ye Mu Ran didn't expect that she could see the fool at first sight and was slightly surprised. But in a blink of an eye, he thought that the last right to sail was controlled by Xia Qingtian's staff, and it was not surprising that it was not surprising that things from Persia were brought.

Even he bought it from Xia Qingtian only through relationships.

"That's right, it was transported back from Persia not long ago." Ye Muran opened his arms and asked Xia Ziluo to look at it openly, "How is it, it's not bad, right? Is there any special Yushu Linfeng?"

I've seen a narcissistic person, but I've never seen such a narcissistic person!

Xia Ziluo almost vomited: "It would be better to change a model." In fact, he is qualified to make clothes racks, with a perfect body proportion, a very handsome face, and the most important thing is his extraordinary temperament.

But there is a better existence in her heart.

That person is not only the most beautiful man in the eyes of the world, but also the no.1 in her heart.

"Model..." Although I couldn't hear what this was and didn't understand what this sentence meant. Ye Mu Ran understood what Xia Ziluo wanted to express, saying that he was not as good as the person in her heart.

Murong Xitian.

In her heart, she still cared more about Murong Xitian.

My heart suddenly felt like it was hit by a hidden weapon, and it hurt like a torn apart.

"It's nothing!" Xia Ziluo mistakenly thought that Ye Mu Ran stared at him because he was suspicious of the English word, and hurriedly covered up guiltily, "Let's go, don't you say you want to go to the Blue Color Clothing House, let's go now."

"...Okay." Ye Mu Ran stopped talking and took the lead in getting on the carriage.

This time, he did not let Xia Ziluo get on the car. After getting into the carriage, the carriage walked towards the Blue Color Clothing Village.

Xia Ziluo poked Juqing with his elbow: "You don't think he is weird today, it seems like he has changed?"

"No matter how powerful a person is, he will be heartbroken." Ju Qing shook his head helplessly and sighed. How could Xia Ziluo, a person who is slow to react to feelings, notice the feelings of Ye Mu Ran.

Should she remind Ye Muran? It would be better to change the way to show her love.

"What's the matter sad? It's not Lin Daiyu, the big man is still sentimental." Xia Ziluo curled the corners of his mouth and jumped into the carriage disapprovingly.

Ju Qing also got on the car together and turned to the Blue Color Clothing House.

Mrs. Lan Er had already been waiting, and Xia Ziluo chatted with her for a few simple words before starting to inspect the goods.

The fabrics were woven according to Xia Ziluo's requirements. Although the effect was a little different from what Xia Ziluo expected, she was very satisfied with being able to weave similar fabrics for the first time.

Not to mention the inspection, Xia Ziluo also added three times the order.

However, she also made a request, pointing out that this time the shortcomings hope to improve next time. Mrs. Lan Er was also a happy person, accepted the advice openly and sent them away.

Xia Ziluo brought the cloth back to the store, and it was already noon.

The sun slanted slightly from the sky, and the sunlight poured on the ground shone on people, warm.

"Wow, I'm so thirsty." As soon as Xia Ziluo rushed into the shop, he asked the shopkeeper for tea.

Xia Ziluo looked a little confused, subconsciously recognizing and not looking at his face. So his eyes fell on him and found that the clothes he was wearing today were very particular, and the fabric seemed...

"Is this Persian fabric?" Xia Ziluo suddenly remembered the dozens of pieces of fabric that Xia Qingtian gave her, one of which was quite similar to the texture and pattern of his clothes.

Ye Mu Ran didn't expect that she could see the fool at first sight and was slightly surprised. But in a blink of an eye, he thought that the last right to sail was controlled by Xia Qingtian's staff, and it was not surprising that it was not surprising that things from Persia were brought.

Even he bought it from Xia Qingtian only through relationships.
To be continued...