Han Shanyue looked at Ning Xuemo's little claws that were obviously tea stained, and frowned in dissatisfaction: "Is this not clean?"

I took out a piece of brocade plaster to rub it carefully for her. Even the ravines in the loose wrinkles...

He is a person with a vigilance, and he wipes Ning Xuemo's hands several times cleaner than those washed with soapy water.

It made the age spots on the back of her hands red.

It was indeed clean, but he let her go... slowly added: "I can't solve it, it doesn't mean I don't know who can solve it..."

This girl was breathing heavily when she spoke!

Ning Xuemo's little heart that had sunk into the abyss was lifted out again.

She held one of his arms decisively: "God, then take me to find this person!"

Han Shanyue withdrew her arm with disgust: "Don't touch her hands!"

Her face was cute to him, making his hair stand on his body. However, his mood improved for no reason.

Ning Xuemo was stimulated by his disgusting expression. You don’t want me to touch you, do you think I’m ugly?

If you don’t take me there, I will disgust you!

She rushed forward and grabbed his hand, and discussed with him sincerely: "God, you are my future husband after all. I have always been like this, right? So you have to try to recover for me as soon as possible..."

"Bang!" The sound of something falling to the ground came over.

Ning Xuemo looked back and saw that what he saw was the collective petrification of the people.

Even the versatile and smart Princess Eight looked like she was struck by lightning.

Her maid was even more surprised to drop the box in her hand.

The lid of the box was opened, revealing the thousand-year-old Hewu inside...

Ning Xuemo finally realized that there were so many people watching here. She calmly stepped forward and picked up He Wu.

Not bad. Although the box fell to the ground, He Wu was still very complete and not a single whisker fell off.

Another maid was holding the box of the thousand-year-old blood Ganoderma lucidum. Ning Xuemo took it over and took a look at it, and confirmed it was the authentic one.

She immediately smiled with relief, then raised her hand and patted the eight princess on the shoulder: "Your proposal was very good just now, I'll answer it for him."

The eight princess finally woke up and looked at Ning Xuemo with complicated eyes: "Senior..."

Her mind was dazed by lightning, and she was still desperately flooding the screen: Oh my God, this old lady is the noble lady of Master Han like a god! This old lady is the noble lady of Master Han like a god!

Too horrible! Too thrilling!

If others say this, she will definitely not believe it!

But now she saw it with her own eyes, and Master Han, who is hard to get close to, is very special to the old lady. He actually allowed her to get close to her and wiped her hands...

Oh my God, Oh my God! Oh my God!

Is this world swollen?!

Her eyes saw the shiny gossip!

After Ning Xuemo came to this world, he didn't know how many titles he had changed.

What little girl, stinky girl, don’t have too many girls.

This is the first time Yu Jin has been called a senior, which makes her feel a sense of vicissitudes in an instant.

She raised her hand and touched her pleated face, then raised her hand kindly and patted her on the eighth princess's shoulder, and smiled kindly: "Little girl, the condition you just mentioned is fair, so we have a deal."

We accept these two gifts from you, how many houses can you live in...
Chapter completed!