Ah, I almost forgot about this. Shen Yinong glanced at the mandala jade pendant on his waist and took a deep breath. In order to travel back to the modern era, isn’t it just about pouring a cup of tea?

She walked to the opposite side of Xiao Yinhuan, turned over a teacup, poured a cup of tea quite seriously, and held it in front of Xiao Yinhuan with both hands, "Sir, please have some tea."

Xiao Yinhuan looked at her unskilled movements and understood clearly that she was not good at serving others. Even the simple act of pouring tea was unfamiliar to her. She was probably a noble lady from the capital.

Seeing that Xiao Yinhuan didn't answer, Shen Yiong raised an eyebrow, "Why, do you want me to feed the young master?"

Xiao Yinhuan was sitting and Shen Yinong was standing, with a slight smile on her lips.

She had worn her hair in a high ponytail before, but after two days of wandering in the forest, it was a little messy due to the trees, but it did not detract from her beauty at all. The ends of her hair were blown by the summer breeze outside the window, swaying back and forth like a small brush sweeping across people's hearts.

Xiao Yinhuan placed his strong hands on the edge of the table and said calmly, "Well, come on."

Shen Yinong: “…”

Xiao Yinhuan seemed to be arguing with her. He raised his eyes and looked straight at her. His eyes were like an abyss, with no bottom to be found.

Shen Yinong coughed lightly and looked at her clothes, which were dirty and uncomfortable. She desperately needed clothes of this era and a bath. She turned her cunning eyes a few times and pursed her lips, "Sir, can you take me to buy two sets of clothes? Oh, you must be very busy with your many things. You don't have to take me there yourself. Just ask one of your guards, Fu Cang or Fu Ying, to take me there."

Well, she had such a good impression of Fu Cang and Fu Ying that she thought of them even when buying clothes.

I didn't want him to take it, but he insisted on taking it.

Xiao Yinhuan didn't say anything, but swallowed his throat. It was obvious that he was thirsty. "Okay, let's see how you perform."

Shen Yinong pulled out a chair, walked around to his side, leaned over slightly, and handed the cup of tea to his lips. Xiao Yinhuan smelled it and found it was not poisonous.

It was such a good opportunity. If she really wanted to kill him, she should have done it, but she didn't. She was still thinking about the two new clothes.

He is sitting.

She stood.

He looked up.

She leaned over.

He looks quite frank.

The peach-petal-like eyes drooped slightly, long eyelashes covered, and the teacup was handed to Xiao Yinhuan's lips.

Xiao Yinhuan opened his mouth.

The tea tastes slightly bitter and chills the heart.

As she leaned over, the distance between them shortened. Her white dress rubbed against his black brocade robe, and a faint fragrance wafted into his nose. Shen Yionong glanced at his waist and abdomen again, and the jade pendant was close at hand.

"Where are you looking?"

Seeing her looking at his waist and abdomen again, Xiao Yinhuan tapped the table with his fingers to bring her back to her thoughts.

Shen Yinong withdrew his hand.

"Why do you always peek at men's waists?"

Shen Yinong: ………

There should be silence here.

Xiao Yinhuan stood up and walked out, "I'm not going to buy clothes, follow me."

Fu Cang and Fu Ying were standing at the door. When they saw Xiao Yinhuan coming out, they both lowered their heads.

"Let's go to Lanhualou."

Lanhualou is a well-known brothel in Shacheng, where they have secret connections. The two men nodded.

Shen Yiong followed him out. Xiao Yinhuan thought of the clothes she was wearing. He turned around and saw that she was not wearing his long brocade robe, with her arms and legs exposed. He said, "Go and put on that robe."

"It's hot. I don't want to wear it."

Xiao Yinhuan was already impatient, "Do you want me to say it twice? Don't even think about buying new clothes if you don't wear them."

Shen Yinong: ………

What's so bad?

A dog man with extremely unstable emotions.

She had to go back and put on the robe.

As the master's women, Fu Cang and Fu Ying lowered their heads and dared not look back.

After she came out after getting dressed, Xiao Yinhuan glanced at her. Although the dress was long and she had rolled up her trouser legs so they didn't drag on the ground, at least it covered her dazzling arms and legs. She lowered her head, not looking at him, her cheeks slightly puffed, and she was obviously sulking.

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