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About half an hour later...

"Shird Mr. Xue, I'm really sorry to trouble you."

Xue Lang held a half-human-high colorful ice plum butterfly porcelain bottle in one arm, which was also stuffed with various gadgets. One arm is stuffed with a bamboo root carved pine arhat statue, with a horizontal screen at the head of the bed, and a few blurred flowers and brocades that are said to be popular at the moment... The color is Mo Xi's own choice. The pink, green goose is yellow, fresh and not vulgar. It must be said that it is quite eye-catching.

There is a basin above her head... This is definitely not what Luo Wener wants to buy. What she wants is the white and fat duck in the basin, but there is no place to put it, so she got a basin, tied the rope to Xue Lang's head like a hat, and then put the duck in.

The duck was condescending and screamed all the way. His success attracted a lot of attention and made Lao Wu gloated. If it hadn't been for his arms and legs, he would have danced.

Xue Lang didn't know whether his psychological quality was excellent or didn't care at all. He was always expressionless, just like Mount Tai. No matter how many heavy things he added to him, how strange things were, he was still upright and calm.

Luo Wen'er couldn't go.

On such a hot day, even if Xue Lang was beaten with iron, he was exposed to iron beads. She had to take out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat and give him a new plain flower fan.

Lao Wu looked at this side, looked at Mo Xi, who seemed to be still interested, and muttered, "Don't fan it. The more you fan, the more 'hot' it is..."

" Mr. Xue, thank you for saving me..."

Just now, when the carriages and horses roared in the Wing King's Mansion, it was Xue Lang who pulled her away.

Lao Wu raised his eyelids and saw that the shaking folding fan seemed to be stagnant, but continued to shake.

"Xue, you are really a good person..."

"Msue, how old are you this year? If you are older than me, why don't you... I'll call you Brother Xue in the future..."

There was no water, but Lao Wu almost choked.

He began to look at Xue Lang with sympathetic eyes...

"Ms. Mo..."

Luo Wener clearly used respect for Mo Xi for the first time, but Mo Xi did not even slow down by half.

"Ms. Mo, shall we hire a car? Brother Xue is too tired..."

I'm also too tired, Lao Wu said to himself.

"Waste!" Mo Xitou did not return and decisively refused.

"It's on my account..."

If there are too many lice, it won't be itchy, and if there are too many debts, Lao Wu secretly said.

"It's not good!"

The man in front of him refused more simply, and then stopped his feet.

I saw the snow-white robe floating slowly. Under the scorching sun, there was an inexplicable strangeness.

It's miserable!

Old Wu cheered secretly and couldn't help but glance at Xue Lang.

Luo Wener only saw Mo Xi in a snow coat and stood in front of a store without dust. She turned her head elegantly and smiled at her.

"Yuncai, what do you think of this cylinder?"

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Wanying was passing by the drooping door in a daze. She inadvertently looked out and became sleepy.

"Sozi...Xue, Prince? Ah, come on!"

The ice, jade, and exquisite crystals rushed over, and their dignified and well-trained manners were thrown out of the sky in an instant. Qi Qi was shocked: "Xue...Mr. Xue?!"

Everyone hurriedly rescued Xue Lang from the big tank and took over the various objects under his arm and the duck hanging on his chest.

Xue Lang's robe and hair are slightly messy, but his cold-blooded temperament is unchanged, which is admirable.

"Hey, you... why didn't you say help me?" Old Wu shouted hoarsely.

Although the screen on Xue Lang's back shifted to him because of the big jar, he also felt happy and said that "those who can work hard", but now...

"You girl!" He hated and continued to shout, "Who will help me?"

No one paid attention to him, and everyone just gathered around the big jar.

The diameter is half a foot, and half a person is how tall, so that Wanying only saw an inverted giant thing moving in mid-air. If it hadn't been for Mo Xi and Lao Wu next to it, and if there hadn't been half a dark blue robe floating below, who could have thought that the one inside was Xue Lang?

"Son, what is this big cylinder used for?"

Wanbing touched the rough cylinder wall... This thing is bulky, heavy and ugly, which is completely incompatible with the exquisite beauty of the whole mansion.

"Fish farming!"

Mo Xi looked elegant and took out a small cup from his elegant open sleeves and opened it...

"Oh, such a small fish?"

"Red, look at its tail..."

"Ah, why does it have so many bags on its head?"

Luo Wener rolled her eyes. She still remembers that when Mo Xi saw such a lion's head in a basin full of koi for the first time, she immediately pointed a fan at the goldfish and said, "Isn't this bag full of head coming out when he jumped the dragon gate?"

Mo Xi is a businessman, and the mansion is omniposse, but he also feels that this thing is novel. It seems that goldfish is still a rare thing in this time and space.

"But prince, why did you only buy this fish? Such a big cylinder, how lonely it is..."

Besides, if you want to raise fish, isn't the lotus pond bigger than this tank?

Luo Wen'er rolled her eyes again.

In fact, this jar is not what she wants to buy at all. It was Mo Xi who forced her to record the money on her account.

On the issue of money, Mo Xi is always clever and has a bright tongue... Of course, he seems to be so "excellent" in every aspect, and she failed.

And in order to make this big tank worthwhile, Mo Xi bought such a small goldfish...

"I'm not alone." Mo Xi came over with a smile and shook his fan: "There is Miss Luo accompanying me. From now on, this fish will be under the care of Miss Luo. If it dies or is injured, it will be compensated ten times the original price... No, 100 times!"

"Why?" Luo Wen'er stared.

"Because I bought this fish, I already have feelings for it. If something happens to it, won't it hurt my feelings?"

Is this the "mental loss fee" in ancient times?

"I'm clumsy. Maybe I've really 'hurt your feelings', so you can find someone else to take care of it..."

Mo Xi raised a finger and shook it: "Eat me, drink me, wear me, spend mine, how can you do nothing? Am I going to die?"

"I will pay you back in the future..."

"Future? When will it be?"

Luo Wener wants to refute, however...

When will it be...

She lowered her eyes and said nothing more.

Mo Xiben planned to continue to laugh. Seeing this scene, his eyebrows tightened quietly.

Shaking the fan to the bustle over there: "Why don't you put things together? Wanbing Wanqing, send Miss Luo back to her room..."

The eight sisters immediately dispersed, each busy, and Wanbing Wanqing also came over with a smile.

However, the smile suddenly condensed and immediately shouted, "Miss Luo, what's wrong with your face?"