Envy, Jealousy, Hatred [3]
"Luo Shui, don't praise her cuteness, or quickly take the skirt. Otherwise, she said I wanted to pay the bill. ”
Damage her image in front of people again!
Ming Yulong defended: "I didn't say it, you said it." ”
"You didn't say that, but that's what you thought in your heart."
"How do you know that I will think so, don't damage my image!"
Rong Yi raised his eyebrows lightly: "Do you still have an image?" ”
Luo Shui saw the prince walking leisurely in front, and Miss Ming followed closely behind,
The two of them were one in front of the other, one long and the other slender, and there was an aura in their mouths that no one else could insert.
The smile in his eyes deepened, and he turned and entered another room next to him.
"Of course there is, 10,000 times better than your image!" After Ming Yulong finished speaking, he ran directly to the hall and stood inside.
All of a sudden, he was attracted by the things in the room, his brows furrowed more and more, and he began to look up and down, left and right, back and forth, and looked at everything in the room.
Even the beams overhead, the chairs that sat on, and even the furniture placed on them were carefully examined.
Everything in this room looks ordinary.
But everything is made of a densely grained, deep, purple-black wood. There is a faint fragrance that is timeless.
"After reading it for so long, what new conclusions have you drawn?"
Rong Yi kept looking at Ming Yulong's movements, seeing that her eyes were about to be on the table, and raised her eyebrows and asked.
"Hurry up and tell me, what kind of tree is the hundred-year-old tree just now, what kind of tree is the tree outside your Yunlan Pavilion? And what are these furniture, what are the beams made of? ”
Ming Yulong's eyes were filled with a persistent and strange light, and he looked at Rong Yi fixedly.
It seems that his answer is very important.
Rong Yi smiled slightly, picked up the black teacup in his hand, brewed a cup of hot tea with a strong tea aroma, and gently placed it in front of her.
"The cup is ebony. The trees and beams of the house are planted on both sides, and the furniture is small-leaved red sandalwood. The old tree is green sandalwood. ”
He introduced it slowly and slowly, and Ming Yulong was in tears after listening to it, and his eyes were full of gloom!
Sure enough!
Although she is not a seeker of luxury, she still knows -
Rosewood is the most precious wood in the world, growing slowly, and it cannot be made into wood for a hundred years, so there is a saying of "every inch of sandalwood and every inch of gold".
Among them, the small-leaved red sandalwood is the most precious, and it is the most advanced variety of red sandalwood.
She lowered her head and looked at the tiny ebony teacup. This ebony is said to be able to prevent all kinds of poisons, and soaking in water also has the effect of treating a variety of toxins.
In other words, from the moment she saw the three words "Yunlan Pavilion", there was actually a lot of gold flashing in front of her eyes.
No, it's shinier than gold!
But looking at Rong Yi's appearance, he didn't feel that there was anything in the house with rosewood.
It's like people are used to drinking water, everything is natural, and they never feel that water is precious.
This kind of luxury has been deeply rooted in his bones, that is, what she has often heard of before, which makes people feel faintly sad-
Understated luxury.
Rong Yi saw that she didn't speak for a long time, took a sip of tea, felt the two burning eyes on the other side, and looked up,
The girl was holding the teacup he had just placed in front of her with both hands, her eyes radiating with an incomparably persistent light, and her mouth was babbling