Butterfly took the two to the studio, and from beginning to end, she was talking about her thoughts on the aromatherapy studio. The painter Mo Sandu, through her description, is adding some inspiration.

"I do this studio, although the layout will also focus on natural healing such as aromatherapy, but the focus is not on the service of the club, but on the training of evangelists." Butterfly said.

"Does that make a difference?" Mo asked three times.

"Because the identity of the student and the aromatherapy client are different, the attention to detail is also different. Most of the students plan to engage in this industry, so they pay attention to every brick and tile, stitch and thread, for fear of missing a detail and affecting their subsequent development. However, most of the time, aromatherapy clients see things scatteredly, their focus is not focused, and many times they just feel about the environment and ignore the details. Butterfly explained.

"So that's the case, then the layout here really needs a lot of effort!" Mo sighed three times.

Butterfly pointed to a few large boxes and said, "I have collected a lot of interesting small objects before, and I have also picked up some antique furniture. As she spoke, she opened the box, motioned for Mo Sandu and the two to watch it by themselves, and pointed to an empty space against the wall, and continued, "My favorite is a cabinet piano, which is still being restored and will be shipped in a few days." I'm going to put it here, and when the time comes, I can play the tune here, and it will feel really good. Speaking of this, what she thought of was the appearance of her boyfriend Liu Zhicong playing the piano.

"Yes, that's good. I think this matter can be done with your hard work. Mo Sandu admired the baby painting butterfly.

"Painted Butterfly is a marketing planner, and he is very good at business planning, don't look at him harmless, but in fact, he is amazing?" Zhang Jiufang quipped.

"Don't chill me." Painting Butterfly raised his palm, made a gesture to hit Zhang Jiufang, and said.

"I don't dare, is it almost the same today?" Zhang Jiufang made a gesture to hide and asked.

"There's nothing wrong with me here, what else do you need me to elaborate on the third degree?" Butterfly said.

"I'm fine." Mo Sandu said.

"Well, let's have dinner together." Zhang Jiufang proposed.

"No, I need to go back and think about it, or it won't break up. After being decadent for so long, I finally encountered something of interest, I have to be serious," Mo Sandu said.

"Then it's up to you, Boss Zhang, help me send it, and I'll stay for a while." Huadie didn't mean to have dinner with the two, and after exchanging contact information with Mo Sandu, he arranged for Zhang Jiufang to drive Mo Sandu away. I was in the studio again, stayed for a while, and then took a taxi back to my accommodation.

On the way, I received a call from Riffy: "Painting butterflies, is it convenient to speak?" ”

"Convenient, we just finished talking, I'm separated from them now, on the way home."

"I know, my boss called me just now. Now, I want to ask you something. ”

"Say."

"The chairman and I just had a phone call, and she said that Manla always wants to withdraw his investment."

"You little spy, do you want me to talk to me?"

"The boss and her family don't seem to want Mr. Manla to withdraw now."

"I can't decide this, and I can't be an agent for you, go to Sister Manla to get information."

"Grandma Butterfly, my assistant doesn't have the ability to do it, if you don't give me some information, how can I show my value to the boss."

"I can only wait for Sister Manla to come back and pull you to meet her, she wants to talk to you, then you have a message. But she knows who you are. ”

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Hanging up the phone, both of them sighed, but they were in two moods. Before I knew it, the car had come to the butterfly's residence. Painted butterflies walked upstairs and walked one by one according to the itinerary of each night. It takes about half an hour to get home......

Anything that can be done consistently and repeatedly every day is sure to be a feat. For example, eating and sleeping, many people start to insist on it as soon as they are born.

"Knock knock." I don't know who sent the roses, and another bouquet was sent. yes, who is this, it's obvious that he's using the routine of the old version of the law of fan men. However, there are few women who don't like flowers, and although they are not excited, they are just a little curious and happy. If she had known who had sent the flowers, she would have lost even that.

Butterfly took the rose, closed the door, and walked back to the living room. She took yesterday's bouquet of roses out of the glass jar and placed it on the table, and put today's roses into the jar. People who are engaged in the career of aromatherapy have a title - aromatherapist; People who are engaged in natural healing also have a title - healer. Painting butterflies has now officially classified itself into this industry, in line with professionalism, the roses of yesterday are plucked one by one, ready to extract the rose dew by hand. Making this additive-free plant hydrosol as a hydrating spray and using it in the morning and evening is a habit that the butterfly himself is very proud of.

Smelly flowers and plants have a great impact on people's mood. In many cases, a person's psychological state can be seen through smell, and smelling incense can recognize women and men. For the most part, roses are given romanticism, but in fact, in the character reflected by the smell, the ego and courage of the person are often reflected. It is this ego and courage that is wrapped in a strong desire for love. The desire gradually blends into the smell of flowers, and is passed on to those who understand and are willing to be understood by him.

Just as the butterfly was about to extract the hydrosol, the process was interrupted by a message.

"Have you rested?" It's a message from Manla.

"Not yet, I'm preparing to extract the rose hydrosol." Butterfly replied, and at the same time took a photo and sent it over.

"It seems that you are awake at this time. Come out and sit? Manra made a seductive look.

"Huh?" It's a little strange to draw butterflies, didn't Manla return to the Forbidden City in a few days, how can she make an appointment with herself now?

"I've changed my plan, and I'm in the Forbidden City." Manla guessed the confusion of the butterfly, so she replied directly.

"Okay, send me a location, I'll go find you." Painted Butterfly has an inexplicable affinity for Manla, and without thinking about it, he agrees to go to the appointment.

"Then let's go to the bar near your house, the one we frequent, see you in half an hour." The vines pulled back quickly, too.

Hua Die replied with a "yes", put down the phone, quickly changed into Chinese clothes, picked up a cotton and Miao-style crossbody bag, loaded the essentials, put on flower cloth shoes, and went out to the appointment.

Butterfly and Manla meet in private, and they are basically in this bar. There was only one exception, when Gui Yan, another of Hua Die's best friends, was about to go abroad to get married, and Manla was also going back to Siam, so they changed the place where they met to the five-star hotel where Manla was located.

In this gathering, in addition to Manla, there were also Guiyan and Riffy. Four women, in the private room of the hotel's restaurant, began to touch the light.

"Guiyan is about to go to a foreign land and become a bride. Come, let's raise a glass to Guiyan. Manla stood up and proposed that the three of them raise a glass together and bless Guiyan, "I wish our bride eternal happiness." The three of them said in unison.

"Thank you, my sisters, I'll get married a second time first, give you a sample, don't fall behind." Gui Yan replied.

"I said Guiyan, do you really want us to go together, no one in our mother's family will go, don't let your in-laws bully our daughter." Riffey said.

"This time, I just went through the formalities and lived together. I don't have a ceremony with him, so there's no need to go through a lot of work. Guiyan said.

"Whose idea was it not to hold a ceremony? Don't you regret it? Butterfly asked.

"It was my idea." Gui Yan is the thinnest and shortest woman among the four, and her petite figure highlights the shrewdness and ability of an accountant, "I have calculated, holding a wedding, it is really not cost-effective to hold a wedding in the Rotten Country, and the cost of tossing you for a round trip is too high." Besides, in China, I feel a bit like a monkey, which is embarrassing. When one person marries another, it is nothing more than getting a license and sharing a bed to live. Those clichés come and go, the input and output are disproportionate, and the return is too small. I can't turn the wedding into a business association, so forget it. ”

"You, you haven't had a partner for the past few years, and there has been no movement at all, so you will marry directly to the corrupt country. Really, that's so neat, isn't it? Riffy raised his glass and took a sip and said, "I thought you had a crush on my boss Zhang?" ”

"Pull it down, and you can see Zhang Jiufang. I'm paying attention to efficiency, one step in place, and I really don't have time to fall in love. It's not like you put all your time on Zhang Jiufang. Guiyan also raised her glass and took a sip, and said, "The three of us salute Sister Manla, thank Sister Manla for taking care of us, and wish Sister Manla a smooth journey." ”

"I wish Sister Manla a smooth journey." The two of them echoed.

"This is the first time the four of us have gotten together, don't be inhibited, just get drunk." Manla raised her glass, took a sip, and said.

After a few toasts, the four women gradually turned red. Riffy, who drank the least amount of alcohol, had already begun to dance with his hands, drinking glasses with everyone with his bottles and pouring out his heartfelt feelings.

In a gap, when Riffy and Manla were whispering, Gui Yan came to the side of the butterfly and said, "It's been three years, you should let go of it." Even if you don't plan to get married, you should try a new relationship. If you continue like this, you will be the one who suffers. ”

"Haven't you been in love for many years, why are you urging me?" The butterfly was slightly drunk, and the charm first appeared, and he smiled.

"We are different, I am a person who doesn't like Yingying Yanyan, everything is practical. What about you, you are an amorous person, and in your world, feelings always come first. It's time for you to let go! Guiyan said.

"It is said that our woman's sixth sense is very accurate, I feel that Zhicong is not dead, hey, I hope my sixth sense is true." Painting Butterfly looked sad and said softly.

"He lives in your heart, you, just suffer, I don't bother to pay attention to you." Gui Yan saw that the painting butterfly still didn't listen to persuasion, so he said angrily.

"You two are not allowed to hug and hug, you are all mourning family members tonight, and you will all drink with me." Rify was already shaking a little, looked at the two of them drunkenly, and shouted.

"Concubine, drink less, Sister Manla will catch a plane tomorrow, and we will finish early today." Butterfly reminded.

"You all live here today, Guiyan is getting married, why don't you have a good drink and celebrate." Manla said.

"You see, Manla is always happy, get up tomorrow, and we'll see you off together." Riffey said excitedly.

"Drink with confidence today, tomorrow is the weekend, tomorrow I can get up at what time I want, I will go by myself." Manla was also a little drunk, stood up and raised her glass, and said, "Dry this glass, let's go to the rooftop bar and sing." ”

The other three were also in high spirits, standing up together and drinking the wine from their glasses. With a slight muffled sound, Riffey slammed the glass to the ground as he drank the wine in his glass. Cushioned by the carpet, the cup tumbled a few times without breaking. The crowd also ignored each other, hugged each other, and walked towards the sky bar with a grin.

It's very scary for women to go crazy, especially crazy women who are drunk, and it's even harder to mess with. The natural enemy of men is women, the natural enemies of women are themselves, and the common natural enemies of mankind are drunk, beautiful crazy women.

The four women, who had fought until more than three o'clock in the morning, finally ran out of interest, lost the battle, and decided to retreat to the room to rest. The four women, supporting each other, returned to the suite that Manla had rented all year round. The suite is divided into two bedrooms, the inner room and the outer room, with Guiyan and Riffy lying in the outer room, and Painted Butterfly and Manla walking towards the inner room.

Of the four, Manla had the best amount of alcohol, followed by Butterfly Painting. Now that the two of them had arranged for Yan Lifei, they went separately to wash. After washing, the two of them were also dizzy, it was difficult to support them anymore, and they lay down on the big bed in the inner bedroom.

The butterfly who lay down first, drunk and confused, looked at Manla who walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel. I saw a fluffy bath towel wrapped around the plump body, and the slender legs glowed with a pale golden crystal-like luster in the soft light. A pair of round twin peaks are highlighted, and a fluttering butterfly falls under the half-hidden left sternal clavicle, which is full of interest.

The butterfly looked closely, and it turned out to be a butterfly tattoo. Her mind wandered, and she felt the urge to go up and touch it. Taking advantage of the strength of the wine, he said with some heart: "It's so beautiful." ”