Song Baoxuan saw that Xia Rui had some injuries on the back of his hand, so he said to Xia Rui.

"Xia Rui, your hand is injured, do you want to rub some medicine before leaving?"

When Xia Rui heard Song Baoxuan's words, he stretched out his hand and looked at it carefully, and there were indeed some small injuries on the back of his right hand.

He didn't notice it just now, it should have been accidentally injured when he hit someone, and the wound was not big.

Usually, this kind of injury Xia Rui usually lets it heal on its own.

But Song Baoxuan said so, then this medicine must be rubbed!

How could he let go of the opportunity to get close to Song Baoxuan!

Xia Rui said with a smile.

"Rub the medicine."

Song Baoxuan turned around and went to the house to get the medicine, just now Brother Song Zhao's palm was injured, and now Xia Rui's hand is injured on the back of his hand, they are rushing together!

Xia Rui saw Song Baoxuan seriously rubbing herself with medicine, and felt that her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

The broken hair on Song Baoxuan's face was blown around by the wind, and Xia Rui felt that his hands were a little itchy.

Then she couldn't help but reach out to help Song Baoxuan fix her hair, and her hair was very soft at a glance.

However, before his hand touched Song Baoxuan's hair, Song Baoxuan dodged his hand backwards, and looked at Xia Rui with a puzzled expression.

Xia Rui was instantly embarrassed, turned his hand back and scratched his head.

"Hehe, I just wanted to scratch my head."

"Hmm. Okay, the medicine is ready. ”

"Oooh. By the way, next month is my eighteenth birthday, Song Baoxuan, can you go to my house to celebrate my birthday with me? ”

Song Baoxuan doesn't like this kind of occasion very much, and Xia Rui's birthday is estimated to be a lot of people, and she doesn't know anyone else, so it's embarrassing to go, so she said.

"I didn't have a good past, I still won't go, but there will be no shortage of birthday gifts, I'll give you in advance when the time comes."

"It's not bad, my other friends will come when the time comes, you... You're also my friend, can you have a birthday with me? ”

Xia Rui was afraid that Song Baoxuan would continue to reject him, so he said to Song Hui and them.

"Song Hui, Song Yao, you will also come with Song Baoxuan when the time comes, you are also my friends."

Xia Huashu also wanted Song Baoxuan to go to her house, so she hugged Song Baoxuan's arm and said coquettishly.

"Xiaobao, you haven't been to my house, you just come on, come on, please!"

Song Baoxuan saw that Xia Rui and Xia Huashu both said this, so she could only nod her head and agree.

"Okay, I'll get over then."

Xia Rui said happily.

"It's a word, I'll pick you up when the time comes!"

After Xia Rui and the others left, Song Baoxuan returned to her room, and then her consciousness entered the space.

The flowers she has planted over the years have been transformed into essences and stored in the space by her.

A few months ago, Song Baoxuan asked Zheng Huawen to help her find some alcohol and some special bottles.

With the help of space, Song Baoxuan easily made perfumes, and Song Baoxuan was ready to take them out and sell them.

These perfumes Song Baoxuan intends to take the high-end route and sell them exclusively to the rich.

Scarcity is expensive, and there is no perfume here.

The perfume she makes with the space doesn't smell particularly strong, it's pleasant to smell, and the fragrance lasts all day without dissipating.

Song Baoxuan plans to go to the county tomorrow to find Zheng Huawen, and she is working with Zheng Huawen for this perfume.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for her to make perfume alone, and she couldn't even get the perfume bottle.

And Zheng Huawen easily got these bottles, and the bottle of perfume was not something they could make in this place.

Zheng Huawen's background is not simple, it is good to enjoy the shade with his back against a big tree, and it will be more convenient to promote and sell in the future.

The next day, Song Baoxuan was ready to go to the county seat with Song Zhi.

Song Zhi is busy now, and he can't stay at home every day.

Sometimes he is so busy that he can't go home, so he lives directly in the house that Song Baoxuan bought.

As soon as Song Zhi got close to Song Baoxuan, he smelled a good fragrance, although Song Baoxuan usually had some fragrance on her body.

But today's fragrance is obviously not the original taste of Song Baoxuan.

Song Zhi sniffed, this smell was refreshing, he was still a little sleepy, but now he is in good spirits.

"Baoxuan, what do you smell like? Weird smelly. ”

Song Baoxuan said with a smile.

"This is what I'm going to sell next, it's called perfume."