Thinking of the unfinished words of Yunqing, Qin Yao thought of some possibility almost in an instant.

She looked at Yun qianrou with disgust, "silly force!"

After scolding, turn around and go.

Yun qianrou was scolded by people suddenly, and a bad feeling suddenly rose in her heart.

But even if she wanted to break her head, she couldn't figure out what the problem was.

Cloud Qing has been standing in front of her, nothing said, then why Qin Yao suddenly become so disgusted with her?

cloud thousand soft line of vision falls in that bottle she uses the fragrance which the cloud indistinct madam fragrance produces, pinches the palm.

Those fragrant prescriptions have always been in her hands. She became famous earlier than Yun Qing, and Lu Cheng testified.

Yunqing has no evidence, so she can't help her.

Yun qianrou comforts herself. When she looks up, she finds that all the flavorists on the opposite side are looking at her in a strange way.

Yun qianrou reluctantly pressed to endure uneasiness and asked, "how do you think that my" fleeting years "are not worthy of this runner up

The perfumers looked at each other and shook their heads.

"this bottle of perfume is very good. Without Miss Yun Ping's birth, it will be the champion's choice."

Hearing this, Yun qianrou was relieved and said haughtily, "I'm willing to take a gamble and admit that Yunqing has won. Please don't look at me with this strange look."

the perfumers seemed to want to say something, but they didn't know what to say. Finally they put down her perfume and went to see other people.

there's no problem with that bottle of perfume.

The problem is, the moral of Yun qianrou.

how can a bottle of perfume that has so strong emotional impact have such a name that can't be struck by eight sticks?

People are puzzled, but everyone has their own understanding of inspiration and moral. They can only suppress the strong sense of disobedience at the bottom of their hearts.

cloud looked at the first ten of the people who had seen the bottle of perfume, and put their eyes on the bottle of green perfume on their hands.

that's thin and cold perfume.

Because she's holding it, the others haven't seen it yet.

The cloud inclines to stare at for a while, smile, ask, "can you give it to me?"

Cyan is her favorite color.

Moreover...

with a faint smile, "of course."

cloud picked up the bottle of perfume, said to the thin cold, "wait for the Cloud City, I will remember to let my boyfriend give you a gift."

After a pause, he said seriously, "my boyfriend's name is Beiming yexuan. He is a very nice and gentle man."

Bo chihan looked at her when she mentioned the night Xuan of the northern Ming Dynasty. There was a touch of unconscious sweetness between her eyebrows and eyes, and deep sadness and worry swept through her eyes.

"I know him, the prince of the Beiming family..."

cloud tilted his eyebrows and eyes and said, "is he very good-looking?"

Bo chihan gave a gentle "um" sound.

It's very nice.

But it's also cruel.

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