His face also changed drastically, and he looked like someone who had done something wrong.

Ye Zhimad ignored Bai Xinrou's flustered movements and expressions, walked towards her, and helped Bai Xinrou pick up the cloth that fell on the ground.

Stretched out his hand and stroked the white silk, and said, "Mother, is this selected for me?" ”

Bai Xinrou looked at her daughter with a calm and happy expression, the panic was quickly wiped away, took the other end of the cloth, and said: "Yes, it's almost the New Year, and I should make a few new clothes, my mother just came out early in the morning to choose a good-looking cloth for you and your father, you see, do you still like it?" ”

"Like! I like everything my mother chooses. Ye Zhifang sideways his eyes, glancing at the man who was standing not far away and looked back at her from time to time.

Ye Zhimad looked at him generously, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even stronger: "Lord Luocheng, are you also here?" Is it to choose cloth for Mr. Luo and Miss Luo to make new clothes? ”

"Oh, no, no, no, I'm here to take care of my shop." Luo Guangquan shook his head and smiled.

He opened several stores in the East Side.

This cloth shop is the property under his name, and the business is very good.

Come to think of it, this Bai Xinrou has been patronizing his shop.

Bai Xinrou glanced at him strangely, and her heart was still beating wildly.

I always feel that Ye Zhimad is here, she looks like a thief, obviously she has no intention, but she was dragged into the water.

She was terribly uneasy.

Stretched out his hand and pulled Ye Zhimad's arm, and said, "Yes, madman, you forgot that this is the shop of the Lord of Los Angeles, and the cloth sold here is much more reliable than the cloth in other stores." ”

"Really?" Ye Zhi glanced at Luo Guangquan sarcastically, but the disdainful tone sounded respectful in their ears, and it did not embarrass Bai Xinrou and Luo Guangquan at all.

"The cloth in my shop is often strictly inspected before I dare to sell it." Luo Guangquan said.

"Then mother, let's buy a few more pieces of cloth and go back, I wonder if the city lord of Los Angeles has a preferential price?" Ye Zhiyan looked very fond of the silk that Bai Xinrou had chosen, and his hand stroked back and forth on the cloth.

As soon as her words fell, a sarcastic voice came from outside the door: "If you can't afford it, don't buy it, can you compare the cloth you bought in Luo's store to the clothes worn by those beggars outside?" If you are too expensive, there are a lot of rags in my cloth workshop, if you want, I can order someone to send it to you at any time, it should be alms! ”

After Luo Guangquan heard this, he had to turn his head and look at his pair of children.

And the person who said those words before he even walked into the store just now was Luo Hyun-sook.

Before Luo Guangquan could drink, Luo Xianting, who was walking behind Luo Xianshu, took the lead and said: "Some people can't wear a noble charm no matter how they wear it, as long as they spoil this piece of good cloth." ”

"Shut up, how do you two talk." Luo Guangquan drank coldly.

And Qibao, who was gnawing on the bun, suddenly smashed the bun towards Luo Xianting.

Then he inserted his waist pole, snorted, and said, "Do you think that everyone has to wear the charm of a ruffian like you to be called 'noble'?" ”

"What are you, you dare to smash Ben Shao with buns." Luo Xianting angrily smashed the bun back, and Qibao used illusion to turn the bun into countless worms.

White worms instantly enveloped his face.

Luo Xianting's eyes widened, and he pinched an insect from his face with his hand.

As soon as he saw the appearance of the worm, he immediately shouted, "Ah......"

He slapped the crawling insect on his face hard, jumping around in place: "Ye Zhimad, aren't you disgusting......"