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", or search in Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] Chen Jingchu must have stayed to live, but Fengping also made up her mind not to leave, and she had to stay and live together.

"There is no one in your family to harass ---," Fan Wuxi asked incomprehensibly.

"I'm worried that someone in your family is harassing ---," Feng Ping said with a smile looking at Fan Wuxian. Fan Wuxian was very angry in his heart for a long time, it is estimated that Fengping is afraid that Chen Jingchu will be close to the water, so he will take advantage of Fan Wuxian first, so he insists on staying as a light bulb, Fan Wuxian is naturally embarrassed to drive her away, so he has to let her stay and live.

Fortunately, the space in Fan Wuxi's home is indeed very large, and it is very easy to make room for them.

Because the front and back spaces of the Fan family's yard are very large, and there are a lot of tall trees around, at night, when the night breeze blows, the house is still a little cold, Fan Wuxian took this into account, so he hugged a double bed of cool quilts and walked to Chen Jingchu's room, and then knocked on the door.

As soon as the door opened, what was revealed was Feng Ping's smiling face, but Fan Wuxi felt that her smile was really a little ill-intentioned, so he said,

"I'll bring you a quilt, it's a little cold at night, the towel quilt is too thin, and you'll catch a cold. *****”

"Would you like to come in and have a look?" Feng Ping suddenly whispered to Fan Wuxian, looking a little weird.

"Huh? Come in and see what? Fan Wuxian was a little resistant in his heart, but he couldn't help but ask.

"Look at the beauties out of the bath, there is no mosaic ----," Feng Ping said with a grin. Fan Wuxian looked at Feng Ping suspiciously, thinking about what this little goblin had to do, but he immediately heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom in the room, oh, it turned out that Chen Jingchu was taking a shower.

No wonder Feng Ping said what to watch the beauty come out of the bath, Fan Wuxian smiled and said.

"If you go in and take a shower, I'll wait here and watch."

"Shameless." Feng Ping wrinkled her nose at Fan Wuxi, snorted, and took the cold quilt. Then he closed the door.

Feng Ping carried the cool quilt to the bed and spread it out, Fan Wuxian's beds were all double beds, and the two girls slept in it, which seemed very spacious, and they didn't feel crowded at all, although there were no people living in this room, but someone had been tidying up.

**.coM*** so I don't feel stale and uncomfortable. The room is equipped with a TV, air conditioner, refrigerator and other appliances.

The most eye-catching thing is the two large floor-to-ceiling bookcases, which contain a lot of books, in fact, this is Fan Wuxi's study.

Feng Ping walked to the bookcase, took out a book, and found that it was a manuscript, the pages were already a little yellowed, the handwriting on it was all in traditional Chinese, and the small block letters were very neatly written.

Looking at the date written on the title page again, it is the period of the Republic of China. I took out many books in turn, and found that they were all ancient books.

Feng Ping couldn't help but be surprised, now it is different from before, everyone knows the value of ancient books, such well-preserved manuscripts, the value of antique cultural relics in the market is very high, but I didn't expect Fan Wuxian to have so many rare books here.

The sound of running water in the bathroom stopped, and Chen Jingchu walked out wrapped in a large bath towel, and wrapped his wet hair in a towel.

After going out, I found a hair dryer. And then it blew up.

"What are you reading?" Chen Jingchu asked Fengping.

"I don't understand, it's all traditional characters. Debut novel 520 "Feng Ping tucked the book into its place. stretched his waist and said to Chen Jingchu,

"I doubt he can read these books? I guess it's to fill the façade, right? ”

"It's hard to say----" Chen Jingchu thought to himself that Fan Wuxian was not an ordinary person, and if he was to comment on him according to the usual mode of thinking, most of them would have to draw wrong conclusions.

Feng Ping looked at Chen Jingchu and suddenly said,

"I'll help you blow your hair, it's easy to blow your hair too dry if you do it like this." As he spoke, he took the hair dryer from Chen Jingchu's hand and helped her blow it.

Chen Jingchu sat quietly on the bed, letting Feng Ping fiddle, but she felt a little curious in her heart, it seemed that Feng Ping was very familiar with these things, but she didn't know what the situation was in her family, and when she was wondering, Feng Ping had already fixed her hair.

Feng Ping smoothed Chen Jingchu's hair, and said with some emotion,

"You've got so good hair."

"Yours is very good, too! And you have good skin ---- big breasts---- "Chen Jingchu smiled, Fengping's skin was extremely delicate, and he really responded to that sentence, smooth as condensed fat, white as beautiful jade.

Starting (5) 20.0 Feng Ping suddenly laughed,

"Even men, why do you pay attention to other people's breasts?"

"The two headlights are the same, and people can't do it if they don't pay attention." Chen Jingchu said with a smile. Feng Ping was said by Chen Jingchu, and held her chest with some distress and said,

"Who knows why, I don't want to be so conspicuous." After Fan Wuxian returned to his room, he held the rosewood needle box given to him by Fan Tianlan, looked at it carefully, and felt that it was really a good thing.

The ancient understanding and use of rosewood began at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and in the Ming Dynasty, this wood was valued by the royal family and began to be harvested on a large scale.

Due to the scarcity of rosewood, the domestic sandalwood was soon brightened, and then officials were sent to Nanyang to procure, which became a rule and continued until the fall of the Ming Dynasty.

At that time, not all the wood purchased was for current use, and a lot of rosewood was stored for later use. This kind of procurement, to a certain extent, has a predatory nature, therefore, the good wood produced in the South Sea Islands has almost been harvested, especially the red sandalwood.

All that could be made into articles were bound and carried away. \\\\\\ check the world's rosewood, mainly the Nanyang Islands, therefore, as of the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, most of the world's rosewood is gathered in China, stored in Guangzhou and Beijing.

The red sandalwood used in the Qing Dynasty was mainly mined in the Ming Dynasty, although the Qing Dynasty also had new materials purchased by Nanyang, but most of them were not thick and not grasped, and the knots were not straight, which was due to the slow growth of the red sandalwood, which could not be made for hundreds of years.

The Ming Dynasty was overharvested, and the Qing Dynasty had not yet been revived, and the source was depleted, which is also an important reason why red sandalwood is cherished by the world.

Fan Tianlan's ancestral needle box, look at the years have been before the Ming Dynasty, the material of red sandalwood is dense and hard, the tone is purple-black, slightly fragrant, deep and elegant, the heartwood is blood ochre, shiny and beautiful back lines and stripes, the annual ring lines are stirred into filaments, the brown eyes are extremely dense, and there are no scars.

Although red sandalwood is a tropical plant, it cannot be grown for hundreds of years, and a red sandalwood can only be used after hundreds of years of growth.

And between the hollow and the skin, that little place, that bit of meat can be used. Therefore, since ancient times, there has been a saying that every inch of gold is gold.

Europeans and Americans have never seen red sandalwood at first, so they think that red sandalwood has no big material, and red sandalwood can only be used to make some small utensils.

Legend has it that there was a five-inch-long model of a red sandalwood coffin in front of Napoleon's tomb, which surprised visitors and thought it was rare.

As everyone knows, most of the available red sandalwood arrived in China as early as the Ming Dynasty. Fan Wuxi was watching, and suddenly someone knocked on the door outside, so Fan Wuxi stood up and came over to open the door, only to find that Feng Ping ran over only in pajamas.

"Let me in!" Feng Ping rubbed her eyes, yawned and said to Fan Wuxi.

"You don't sleep there, what are you doing here? Besides, if you dress like this, it's easy to tempt people to sin. Fan Wuxi looked at Feng Ping and found that a large piece of skin on his chest was exposed, so he couldn't help swallowing his saliva and said to her a little jerky.

Feng Ping directly pushed Fan Wuxi away and sat on his bed,

"Alas, Chen Jingchu looks so quiet, but she doesn't sleep honestly, although your bed is big, she can't help but turn it over, and my body is blue." As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and let Fan Wuxian take a look.

Fan Wuxi glanced at Feng Ping's arm, it was as pink as a peeled lotus root, where could you see the traces of being crushed?

This is clearly the truth that Feng Ping wants to find an excuse to sneak into her room. Sure enough, Feng Ping got into Fan Wuxi's quilt, wrinkled her nose and sniffed, and said to him,

"It doesn't seem to stink." Fan Wuxi was suddenly speechless, and held back for a long time before saying,

"I don't sleep much at home, where does it stink?" This is the truth, Fan Wuzhi lives in the hotel most of the time, and the days of going home are really very limited, and there is a special person to clean up at home, and there will definitely be no situation where the bedding is not replaced in time after it has been used, and the new waiter has always been very diligent, and he smoked the bedding clothes with lavender, and there will definitely be no smell.

However, as soon as Feng Ping occupied his bed, Fan Wuxian didn't know what to do, so he pushed Feng Ping and asked,

"Hey, you're taking up my bed, where do I sleep?"

"Sleep with me, I won't take advantage of you----" Feng Ping said with a pout, and let go of her body to the side, but the space left for Fan Wuxian was really limited.

If Fan Wuxi wants to sleep on the bed, he must be close to Fengping's body, Fan Wuxi looked at the seductive stunner on the bed, the perfect curve, and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Up, or not? That's a question.