Silly wife of a handsome silver-haired man: Concubine Leng Yufei

Feng Luo listened to the words and smiled.His eyes lit up, he was actually still thinking about whether to take out the poison he made on his body and go to the third floor to auction it, but he didn't know if it was worth it.

Before he took any action, the master settled everything.This is golden gold, pure gold.

Feng Luo took a step forward, "In this case, I will take the master to accept it first. I will report when the master wakes up!" As he said, he was about to take the tray of gold held by the little second hand, which was a golden bar Dozens of them.

But he didn't want the shopkeeper's next words, and almost fell to the ground when the wind fell soft.

"My lords, do you have a storage bag or a ring for these golds? There are many more on the bottom counter, and I'm afraid they won't be able to put them on the counter later." The shopkeeper's eyes were swept by Feng Luo and Fan Yi. In hand, there is nothing at first glance. [

Feng Luo opened his mouth, but now he couldn't say anything.In the end, they had to open the room where they were resting and asked the shopkeeper to deliver those things to their room.

Fan Yi stood in front of Fan Ruoyu's door, watching that Xiao Er was walking like flying with the trays in his hands, fifty times back and forth, each tray was filled with twenty gold bars.But a thousand pieces of pure gold were sent up.

With 1000 yuan worth of gold, Fan Yi leaned against the door frame and his legs were weak.But there was still no trace of other expressions on his face.This made the shopkeeper take a second look and nodded slightly.Take Xiao Er and leave.

Fan Ruoyu and Ya in the room didn't know about all this.

At this moment, they are sleeping comfortably in the scene that Xiao Bai has woven for them.The flowers and plants all over the mountains and plains, the fragrance is overflowing, filling the breath.She was safely in the generous embrace, enjoying the comfortable feeling with peace of mind.

The fragrance of flowers all over the mountains and plains is full of colorful butterflies.Fly lightly in this beautiful place.

From a bird's eye view, both of them were dressed in red.The woman curled up and slept sideways, and the man hugged him sideways. The space in his arms was just right for the woman, and the degree of fit seemed as if they were connected together.

The woman's face was quiet and peaceful, her pink lips slightly raised.The man's eyebrows are picturesque, his nose is like a mountain, and his thin lips are also outlined with a touch of beautiful roses.

This beautiful scenery is like a thick ink painting, the beauty is shocking, and the beauty makes people linger endlessly.

The next day.

The sun rises and the earth wakes up.

When Fan Ruoyu opened his eyes, he was dazed for a moment, and then everything recovered.The corners of her lips curled up, she touched Xiaobai's petals on her left wrist with her fingers, and whispered, "Xiaobai, thank you!" It was a beautiful dream, and she was immersed in it and did not want to wake up.

Turning his head slightly, seeing that the seat next to him was already vacant, Fan Ruoyu's dark eyes flashed a touch of disappointment.Then the corners of his lips curled up again, and he laughed, he must have gone to prepare something for her.

His fingers brushed over the bed where Ya had slept, it seemed that there was still his remaining warmth and smell on it.Fan Ruoyu turned over, face down, took a deep sniff, his face was full of satisfaction.

Sure enough, there was that faint fragrance, so she rolled on the bed with a smile.

When she was tumbling up, a faint voice rang in her ears.

"The smell on my body is better, but the top has faded!"

With a bang, the temperature on his face rose, and his body froze in the rolling motion.Pursing her lips, she lowered her raised legs, and obediently withdrew her outstretched hand.

Ten is over. [