"Yes." Xia Ziluo didn't care what the smell was, picked it up and poured it into his mouth.

This looks a bit generous, quite like a real young man.

Night Bun Ran’s eyes lit up when she saw it. She picked up the teacup and seemed to be tasting tea, but her eyes clearly showed the person in front of her.

"Yanbu Ran, how are the tailors' craftsmanship progressing? Show me the recent samples of ready-made garments." His throat stopped smoking, and Xia Ziluo immediately mentioned the serious matter.

This is the top priority, and whether it can be carried out smoothly depends entirely on their craftsmanship.

"Let's go upstairs and talk." Ye Mu Ran put down the teacup and led Xia Ziluo and Ju Qing upstairs.

Ju Qing shook her hand: "I see that there seems to be a new jewelry store opposite, and I'll go for a walk. You guys chat, I'll be back later."

"You are such a daughter's house. When you meet someone you like, buy some." Xia Ziluo giggled, took off the purse he brought from him and threw it over.

Ju Qing was not polite either. She took it and raised it in front of her eyes and shook it: "Thank you, husband, I'm not polite for your wife."

"Mine is yours, so you don't have to save any flowers for me." Xia Ziluo coughed, and made a face at Juqing while the shopkeeper was not paying attention, and then followed the night sky to the second floor.

Ju Qing glanced at the backs of the two of them, and went shopping with her purses.

On the second floor, it is very similar to the VIP rooms of some spa stores in the 21st century.

Luxurious and exquisite, there is a primrose-colored silk-carved glass screen in agarwood carved in the middle of the second floor, which divides the place into two parts. Therefore, the ancient and modern styles are cleverly combined, without any conflict.

On the left, the one who just went upstairs was in an ancient style. In the middle, there was a rosewood incense table, surrounded by a chaise longue with ivory flowers inlaid with rosewood, and several armchairs with mahogany inlaid with marble.

On the right, the inner floor of the second floor, in a modern style. There is a floor table made of glazed in the center, and a few red sofas are placed around it.

The windows on the second floor are all green satin curtains, which look full of spring and does not look monotonous.

"Wow, how did you get this?" Xia Ziluo's eyes lit up when he saw the sofa, and he couldn't wait to run over and pounce on the sofa.

"Don't!" Ran Fei went to catch her on the night.

As a result, when Xia Ziluo heard a scream of "Ah", he fell on the sofa, hurting his chin and knees.

Night Mi Ran was not anxious to rescue him, and he clenched his fists in annoyance.

He looked at Xia Ziluo with heartache, reached out and helped her rub her chin: "You didn't ask me, just jumped up. You didn't tell me where I made the sofa. It was just a simulated one. Does it hurt? I'll see if there is any bruise..."

"It's all your fault that you didn't say it earlier." Xia Ziluo pushed away Ye Fang Ran's hand uncomfortably.

She moved to the left and staggered it with him. Then, she lifted up a corner of Wen on the sofa and saw inside.

This is not a sofa, it is like adding soft tiger skin to the chaise longue and covering the pomegranate red peacock brocade.

"I thought you made a sofa, but it turned out to be the kind of chaise longue outside. Without springs, you can add some cotton inside to make a soft feeling." Xia Ziluo pouted in dissatisfaction.

Ye Mu Ran saw that she was so cute when she pouted, she liked her tightly, so she couldn't help but reach out to pinch her pink cheeks. They were soft, smooth, and tender.

"It feels soft? It's really similar..." Ye Muran's voice suddenly became dull, exuding a sensation of seduction.

Xia Ziluo hated his bad habit of touching his feet, and slapped him off his hand: "What does it look like? The sofa you made is a thousand miles apart from the real sofa!" "Yes." Xia Ziluo no longer cares about the smell, picked it up and poured it into his mouth.

This looks a bit generous, quite like a real young man.

Night Bun Ran’s eyes lit up when she saw it. She picked up the teacup and seemed to be tasting tea, but her eyes clearly showed the person in front of her.

"Yanbu Ran, how are the tailors' craftsmanship progressing? Show me the recent samples of ready-made garments." His throat stopped smoking, and Xia Ziluo immediately mentioned the serious matter.

This is the top priority, and whether it can be carried out smoothly depends entirely on their craftsmanship.

"Let's go upstairs and talk." Ye Mu Ran put down the teacup and led Xia Ziluo and Ju Qing upstairs.

Ju Qing shook her hand: "I see that there seems to be a new jewelry store opposite, and I'll go for a walk. You guys chat, I'll be back later."

"You are such a daughter's house. When you meet someone you like, buy some." Xia Ziluo giggled, took off the purse he brought from him and threw it over.

Ju Qing was not polite either. She took it and raised it in front of her eyes and shook it: "Thank you, husband, I'm not polite for your wife."

"Mine is yours, so you don't have to save any flowers for me." Xia Ziluo coughed, and made a face at Juqing while the shopkeeper was not paying attention, and then followed the night sky to the second floor.

Ju Qing glanced at the backs of the two of them, and went shopping with her purses.

On the second floor, it is very similar to the VIP rooms of some spa stores in the 21st century.

Luxurious and exquisite, there is a primrose-colored silk-carved glass screen in agarwood carved in the middle of the second floor, which divides the place into two parts. Therefore, the ancient and modern styles are cleverly combined, without any conflict.

On the left, the one who just went upstairs was in an ancient style. In the middle, there was a rosewood incense table, surrounded by a chaise longue with ivory flowers inlaid with rosewood, and several armchairs with mahogany inlaid with marble.

On the right, the inner floor of the second floor, in a modern style. There is a floor table made of glazed in the center, and a few red sofas are placed around it.

The windows on the second floor are all green satin curtains, which look full of spring and does not look monotonous.

"Wow, how did you get this?" Xia Ziluo's eyes lit up when he saw the sofa, and he couldn't wait to run over and pounce on the sofa.

"Don't!" Ran Fei went to catch her on the night.

As a result, when Xia Ziluo heard a scream of "Ah", he fell on the sofa, hurting his chin and knees.

Night Mi Ran was not anxious to rescue him, and he clenched his fists in annoyance.

He looked at Xia Ziluo with heartache, reached out and helped her rub her chin: "You didn't ask me, just jumped up. You didn't tell me where I made the sofa. It was just a simulated one. Does it hurt? I'll see if there is any bruise..."

"It's all your fault that you didn't say it earlier." Xia Ziluo pushed away Ye Fang Ran's hand uncomfortably.

She moved to the left and staggered it with him. Then, she lifted up a corner of Wen on the sofa and saw inside.

This is not a sofa, it is like adding soft tiger skin to the chaise longue and covering the pomegranate red peacock brocade.

"I thought you made a sofa, but it turned out to be the kind of chaise longue outside. Without springs, you can add some cotton inside to make a soft feeling." Xia Ziluo pouted in dissatisfaction.

Ye Mu Ran saw that she was so cute when she pouted, she liked her tightly, so she couldn't help but reach out to pinch her pink cheeks. They were soft, smooth, and tender.

"It feels soft? It's really similar..." Ye Muran's voice suddenly became dull, exuding a sensation of seduction.
Chapter completed!