PS: Thanks to the rewards of ‘God’s Mercenary’. ‘Once the Remnant Leaf’.

I was working on Xiaogui early in the morning and sorted out my ideas. I shouldn't get stuck for a while. Thank you for your understanding and support.

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perfume!

As the name suggests, it can release a special and pleasant smell.

The quality of perfume depends on whether it can make people feel physical and mental pleasure from the smell of perfume.

Being happy, being happy, being excited, being hormones go up, etc. are all a reaction of pleasure, and it is also a reaction change from deep in the brain.

When Liu Qing opened the "Eighteen-year-old youth", the scent of youth that rippled in her face moved her in an instant, and her eyes fell on the lilac liquid, and time seemed to be flowing back.

Eighteen years old!

Age of brilliant flowers!

That belongs to the beautiful girl of eighteen years old.

No worries, no pressure, no everything.

That year, Liu Qing remembered that she was lying on a grassy field, and above her head was a blue and flawless sky, she said to herself.

Eighteen years old, I grew up myself!

Grow from a young and tender seedling to a graceful and graceful place.

Love letters are coming one after another!

Outside the window and by the playground, boys rushed up from time to time and handed over a love letter.

These beautiful memories emerge one by one like movie replays.

This is Liu Qing’s eighteen-year-old youth.

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Zhang Yiran's beautiful eyes were hazy, and the tip of his nose was sniffed. A pleasant fragrance was sucked into his body. A scene that was almost forgotten in his mind gradually emerged.

That year, Zhang Yiran was eighteen years old.

That year, Zhang Yiran was still an innocent and flawless girl.

That year, Zhang Ran was flying like a butterfly. In a sunny autumn, stepping on the fallen leaves of autumn, on an empty road, he turned around and laughed at the people behind, "If you like it, come and chase me!"

In the afternoon, on the road covered with autumn leaves, the wind blows and autumn leaves fall, and a man and a woman chase and play with each other, leaving behind a string of laughter, witnessing that this is an innocent era.

"Do you like me?" the woman asked shyly.

"I like it!" said the man.

"What do you like me!"

"I like the breath in you!"

This year, Zhang Yiran was eighteen years old, and his beautiful first love was by his side.

I am the happiest person in the world!

Zhang Yiran took a deep breath. The eighteen years old of her first love was like a wheel rolling by, buried in the depths of her memory again, adding keys.

Perhaps, this will be a special memory.

That is the youth that has long been lost.

Zhang Yiran's eyes looked at Ning Chuan were not a little different!

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Ling Xiaoxiao is closest to Liu Qing. When she opened the bottle, the fragrance of the 18-year-old youth floated out, and she couldn't help but smell it.

This smell.

Ling Xiaoxiao smelled it again.

The fragrance of youth at the age of eighteen seems to open up long-lasting memories.

That year, Ling Xiaoxiao was eighteen years old.

She is tall and tall, and she has long been tall and graceful.

That year, Ling Xiaoxiao met a model walking the catwalk.

Perfect and fashionable model, showing the unique charm that the world gives to women.

I want to be a model!

This year, Ling Xiaoxiao was eighteen years old.

The modeling industry is hard!

Since this year, Ling Xiaoxiao has been learning and accumulating, making herself a qualified model.

From the first practice!

From the first time I learned to fall and stand up!

From the first time on the night of night, I hugged my legs, looked at the passing meteor, silently healed my wounds alone, and then asked myself... Will you flash with the meteor?

From the first time...

This year, Ling Xiaoxiao was eighteen years old.

Ling Xiaoxiao shed tears.

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Three people, three different 18-year-old youth.

Undoubtedly, the perfume named "Eighteen-year-old Youth" has excellent results.

Three eyes shot over!

"Isn't it just a bottle of perfume? Is it necessary?"

Ning Chuan took out the perfume and didn't think too much about it. He just wanted the three of them to try it out. Judging from a man's eyes, perfume is optional.

Men use perfume?

That's pretending to be elegant.

The cologne water smells good, so it depends on who uses it.

Ning Chuan never has a good impression of those men who use perfume. Don’t he think it’s sissy when a great man uses perfume?

As a man, he must be a pure man!

Ning Chuan was a little confused about the reactions of Liu Qing and the others. At least he had to say no. Just looking at what he did, is there something wrong with perfume?

"Ningchuan, thank you for your eighteen-year-old youth!"

The three of them were actually in harmony at this time and said the same sentence, and had a perfect understanding of cooperation, as if they had cooperated and practiced before.

At this moment, whether it was Liu Qinghao, Ling Xiaoxiao, or even Zhang Yiran, his feelings for Ning Chuan were completely different.

Such a young man touched their hearts again, and returned to the age of eighteen, witnessing their 18-year-old youth.

"Just like it!"

Ning Chuan felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by three women.

This look...

How can it change so much?

"Mr. Ning, did you make this perfume yourself?"

The person who asked Ningchuan was Zhang Yiran.

As the oldest of the three, Zhang Yiran closed her 18-year-old youth again, and did not find an excuse like Ling Xiaoxiao, and went out to make up for herself.

"I don't know if it's a boring work in my spare time, I don't know if it's suitable for you women!" Ning Chuan never thought about purifying spices and making perfumes, just wanted to make some things to give it to others.

"You understand us women very much. If you are not a man, we really have to suspect that this is from a woman's work." A strange color flashed in Zhang Yiran's beautiful eyes. "If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, no one would believe that all this would be true. A young college student with extraordinary creativity. Even a big perfume company like Chanel does not understand us women as much as Mr. Ning. I even think that the youth at the age of 18 is like this, and I don't know what this bottle of flaming red lips will be like!"

Just try it out.

Ning Chuan really wants to say that.

But I always feel that the three women today are not normal, and I can’t tell where they are.

It's obviously related to perfume.

"Sister Zhang, you praise me so much. I'm as powerful as you said!" Ning Chuan said modestly, feeling very proud. At least these perfumes have been pushed to a very high position in the Light Continent.

Zhang Yiran stretched out his slender red-dyed finger and pointed at the purple liquid in front of him. "If such a bottle of perfume is properly packaged, it can be sold for at least 100,000 yuan in Chinese coins, and this is the lowest estimate."

Ning Chuan was relieved to hear Zhang Yiran say this.

In both worlds, women’s hobbies have not changed much.

This is also Ning Chuan is worried that women in this world will not like this fragrance.

"Ah, it's so expensive." Liu Qing exclaimed in surprise, "This thing is too expensive, I can't ask for it!"

"It's yours for you. You can't let me, a big man, use perfume!" Ning Chuan laughed, "I don't want to go out and be called a sissy, you don't want it either!"

PS: Eighteen years old, everyone has an age. I hope this chapter will make everyone miss the past eighteen years old.
Chapter completed!