Xia Xiaonuan glanced at his shirt painfully, and without thinking about it, one of his shirts was estimated to be about to catch up with the price of several sets of her clothes.

555…… It was such bad luck.

The corners of Nangong Yaoling's lips suddenly curved into a meaningful smile.

"This dress was hand-cut by Chris Stevenson, which I designed in Italy for the company's annual celebration...... Limited Edition...... This is the only one in the world, may I ask, how do you compensate?"

Xia Xiaonuan: "......"

"What...... What is the son?" she repeated with a toothache.

The boss of a company on the side of "Miss Xia......" couldn't stand it, and hurriedly stepped forward to translate: "It's Chris Stevenson, the world's most famous designer, and the clothes he designs are all priceless......

Xia Xiaonuan's little face turned white in an instant.

Is this Nangong Yaoling sick, come out for a coffee and wear such expensive clothes for Mao?

She remembered that he used to have several wardrobes over his coat......

Xia Xiaonuan grabbed her hair with her hand.

"I ......"

"Where's the bathroom?" asked Nangong Yaoling.

The manager on the side hurriedly and respectfully pointed in a certain direction: "Emperor Shao, I'...... I'll take you there. ”

"No need. He said coldly, "And ...... Since Miss Xia is willing to apologize for others, this matter will be so good. ”

The manager hurriedly smiled and said, "Yes...... Xiao Feng can not be expelled, but ...... If you offend the emperor, you will still be punished......"

"Thank you...... Thank you for this lady and gentleman......"

Nangong Yaoling ignored them, he glanced at Xia Xiaonuan: "Follow me." ”

With that, he walked in the direction of the bathroom.

Xia Xiaonuan: "......"

After taking two steps, he saw her stupidly in place, he turned his head again and looked at her coldly.

"What, you want me to hold you?"

Everyone: "......" held back a laugh.

The nerves at the corners of Xia Xiaonuan's lips twitched, her face flushed when she was stared at by everyone, and she glared at Nangong Yaoling helplessly, so she had to follow hard.

The entrance to the men's restroom.

Several bodyguards rushed in and swept away.

In an instant, before a few men finished eating, they hurriedly ran out in a panic with their pants up.

Some of them haven't even zipped their pants yet.

When she walked to Xiao Nuan's side, she exclaimed, Xia Xiaonuan didn't have time to scream, and one hand was already blindfolded in front of her eyes.

The warm palm of his hand covered her eyes.

"Go away...... You made up my makeup......" Xia Xiaonuan snorted in pain, pushed his hand away, and the mascara was in his eyes.

Neurotic, why blindfold her so vigorously.

Xia Xiaonuan rushed to the mirror and rubbed her eyes in pain.

Nangong Yaoling stood at the door, and everyone cleaned up. The bodyguard handed a bag to Nangong Yaoling.

"Emperor Shao, new coats and shirts are ready. ”

Nangong Yaoling nodded unexpectedly.

"Put it down. ”

"Yes, Emperor Shao!" the bodyguard respectfully placed the bag on the sink next to him, and took a few steps backwards before turning to leave.

Then close the door to the restroom.

Nangong Yaoling walked in.

Incense was burning in the bathroom, and the faint scent of sandalwood wafted through.

He walked up to Xia Xiaonuan and watched her roll her eyelids in the mirror.

"I'll get it for you. ”

"No, I don't. She said angrily, and after a while, she closed her eyes, and there was still something in them.

Nangong Yaoling suddenly grabbed her hand and turned her around.

"I said no......"

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