The daily life of the villain's boss and his wife

Chapter 73 Hide the Little Tail 17
The next day.

The sun shines in the room through the thin curtains, and the golden sunlight seems to cover the whole room with gold.

On the big white bed, the sleeping person is about to wake up.

Luo Mi opened her eyes, and immediately covered her eyes with her hand, and took her hand away after getting used to the golden room.

Xin Ai next to her is still awake, the golden sun shines on her face, making her look dreamy.

Luo Mi didn't think much, got up and tidied herself up, and went out secretly.

When Xin Ai woke up, she smelled a familiar fragrance.

"You're awake, you can get up and have breakfast." Luo Mi smiled.

Xin Ai responded, and then took care of herself before getting ready for breakfast.

Breakfast is a bowl of very ordinary porridge with a few steamed buns.

"You made it?" Xin Ai lowered his head and fed a mouthful of porridge into his mouth, then raised his head and asked.

"Yes." Luo Mi was very happy, he put his hands in front of Xin Ai, and quickly said: "Look, I'm not injured! I'm not afraid that you won't be used to the food here!"

Luo Mi: Well-behaved JPG
Since his hand was cut off last time, Xin Ai never let him touch the kitchen again.

Even Liu Ma sternly rejected his idea of ​​sneaking into the kitchen.

This time outside, he also seized the opportunity of the right time, place and people, and wanted to have a good time.

Xin Ai saw that there were no scars on her fair hands except for the scar from last time, and her dark face gradually improved.

But still said in a bad tone: "Don't do it in the future, or I will cut off your hand."

Luo Mi quickly withdrew her hand and put it behind her back, "There will be no next time!"

At the same time, he nodded seriously, making an appearance of swearing.

"En." Xin Ai said that she would not believe it.

After the meal, Luo Mi felt that Xin Ai was still not very happy, so she leaned on Xin Ai and suggested, "Shall we go out and have fun?"

Xin Ai looked at Luo Mi, but didn't speak.

Luo Mi rubbed her nose guiltily, "I searched the Internet, and it said that tomorrow is the annual Hanfu Festival in Q City. People here will prepare their favorite set of Hanfu the day before, and then wear it in Hanfu. If it is selected as the best Hanfu on the festival day, there will be a bonus of [-]!"

"We are not short of money." Xin Ai replied with a calm face.

"Then, why don't you accompany me! I saw that the Hanfu on the Internet is so beautiful! I have never worn a Hanfu in my age. If I don't wear such a beautiful dress once, I feel that my whole life is a pity." Luo Mi Everyday scumbags.

Xin Ai had no choice but to respond: "Okay."

Luo Mi made a victory gesture in her heart.

He took out his mobile phone, and started to search for Hanfu sellers in Q City, and then took Xin Ai to navigate all the way there.

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Do you say no clothes?In the same robe as the son!
Wear the clothes of my Han family, and make my state of etiquette.

In the long history, Hanfu represents the sense of belonging and prosperity of a nation.

"Wow!" Luo Mi couldn't help but marvel at the Hanfu displayed in the cabinets on the street.

He took Xin Ai's hand and kept saying, "Hanfu is really beautiful, isn't it?"

Xin Ai didn't feel anything, seeing Luo Mi's excited face, she had no choice but to agree with him, "It looks good."

Luo Mi was even more happy when she heard that, and said: "Then let's go to that store called Huashang, I heard that the Hanfu is very beautiful."

Indeed, the Hanfu of "Hua Shang" is very beautiful.

However, Luo Mi looked at the row of prices below, and began to retreat.

Carefully tugging Xin Ai's hand, whispered to her: "Shall we go?"

At this time, a voice came in, "If you can't afford it, don't come in, you don't have to worry about dirtying the place!"

　Quietly ask:
　　Do I have the background to write Mu Anhao, Son of Luck?

　　I almost forgot about this person after I wrote it QAQ
　　Then I looked through the previous plot and found that I didn't write it, but my brain told me that I had written it!
　　I trust my brain, so I'm so confused/cry
　　If the little cutie who reads the text sees what I wrote, please tell me, please/bend at 90 degrees

　　
　
(End of this chapter)