Lu Pingwan came closer and looked into the box. The flower mother-in-law inside was another new variety, Cuidian. It is made of the feathers of a small and compact bluebird. The small and soft feathers tremble slightly with every breath. The whole is a fresh green color with sparkling dots. It is fresh and unique, just suitable for a little girl of her age.

Obviously, the young man did not just pick up a box at will. The jewelry placement in this shopping mall has rules and profound meanings. As a receptionist for noble people, they naturally have to remember where to put the most precious ones and where to put them. It is definitely recommended to guests with status and wealth.

Lu Pingwan's life in Hanshan Temple was a bit simple. Unlike Lu Minran who would bring new jewelry to her in the mansion, it was only today that she returned to the capital where she could love beauty without any scruples. Now for this Yihua Dian cannot be said to be dissatisfied. Nodding: "Brother, buy it for me. It looks good."

Lu Minran agreed. Obviously, his sister used his money to make him feel good. He took the flower mother-in-law without asking about the price, and personally applied it to Lu Ping Wan's fine white forehead. The pieces of silk gave him a unique green mother-of-pearl, which gave him a fairy spirit. Piaopiao, expensive beyond words. Lu Minran was also very satisfied. The little girl was indeed the most beautiful girl in the capital.

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The whole family and the children left the commercial building in a good mood. After playing for a long time, they were a little hungry and wanted to go to the reserved place to eat. The servants and maids carrying large and small bags arrived at Weiran Food House in great numbers. As soon as they sat down, there was a knock on the door of this room.

He signaled the boy to look at the door. The person who came was actually a very handsome young man. He also walked in with a boy and a girl beside him with a smile on his face: "I said I saw it right. Brother Minran, you are indeed here." Here." Judging from his familiar appearance, he was obviously an acquaintance of Lu Pingwan, but Lu Pingwan didn't have much memory of him.

The young man is cheerful and noble. He comes from a famous family, and the children around him are also closely cared for. When Song Yunsheng first walked in, he saw his good friend and the little girl next to him sitting upright, with the same expression and posture. Such a contrast between one large and one small made him feel a little uncomfortable and his curiosity was greatly increased.

"If I'm not wrong, this must be the little girl Awan I've never seen before." Song Yunsheng took the two children and sat down on the cushions together. His smile was as gentle as the breeze and white clouds, but he looked at Lu carefully with his eyes. Ping Wan, comparing it with her friends in her mind, came to this conclusion within a moment.

What I didn't say was that this little girl must be the legitimate daughter of Lu Xiao, a treasure that was held in the Luhou Mansion for fear of falling and melting in her mouth. He had never seen a friend bring a little girl out, let alone seeing him leading the little girl into a commercial building before. When he came out, the boy had a lot of things in his hands.

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