Chapter 575 Pull to Duke Zhou's Little Hand

Ning Xuemo is only thirteen years old, is it really good to let her see her old-fashioned appearance? ! Is it really good? !

This is too Nima to challenge her psychological endurance, right? !

Ning Xuemo locked himself in the room and tried various methods over and over again, but to no avail. She even took the medicine to restore her voice, but her voice was still broken and old...

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Even people like Han Shanyue live in the best and most luxurious kind of inn, and they must be clean, spotless everywhere, everything is wiped clean, and the flies will slip on them.

Of course, there is absolutely no such creature as flies in the place where he lives. In fact, the entire inn can't even find a mosquito's wing, and it is as clean as it has been thoroughly cleaned by clean water.

Ning Xuemo was actually very puzzled by his connections and methods. She clearly wanted to live in a store temporarily, but Han Shanyue had the means to let her live in such a clean and high-grade house after she entered the city.

Ning Xuemo lives in the house near the back, and the indoor facilities are almost catching up with the ancient version of the presidential suite! Everything you need is at your fingertips...

She even took a medicated bath, which, of course, didn't restore her skin to the slightest.

Ning Xuemo struggled desperately in the 'Presidential Suite'.

Han Shanyue was sitting at a table downstairs drinking tea.

He also doesn't need any shop assistants, and he carries the tea set, tea stove, and tea leaves with him. Even the few plates of dim sum on the table are not something in this shop. The appearance is delicate and small, and each piece of dessert seems to be full of cultural flavor.

There was no one else in the store, apparently he had reserved the room. The store manager and the store clerk stayed in a safe corner, acting as invisible people. Did not dare to say a word. Of course, they are happy too.

The money this Mr. Han gave them was enough for their inn for half a month's income! And he only booked it for one day, and they will be able to operate normally tomorrow, why not do it?

Money can make ghosts run the mill, not to mention this Mr. Han who paid the money? The new Celestial Master of the Sky Kingdom?

Even if he doesn't give money, just because he can rest here for a while is enough for them to show off! In the future, the reputation of their inn will be even bigger, and the source of customers will be rolling in.

That's why these people treat Han Shanyue, the God of Wealth, with extraordinary respect. Whatever he orders, it's more efficient than the imperial decree!

The little unicorn was lying at Han Shanyue's feet, dozing lazily with his eyes closed.

It originally wanted to follow Ning Xuemo upstairs, but was frozen back by Han Shanyue's look. It doesn't want to go anywhere else for a walk. Just lie there and watch Han Shanyue cook tea.

The tea has a mellow aroma, with the refreshing air of a mountain spring. When I smell it, I feel intoxicated.

The little unicorn had never smelled such a good-smelling tea before. It lay there and looked at him eagerly, hoping that he would give it a drink.

But Han Shanyue obviously didn't mean to give it tea, and she drank it leisurely.

After the little unicorn made a clear hint that he didn't get any response from the other party, he finally got angry, put his head on his paws, and simply narrowed his eyes and took a nap.

It was also busy in the middle of the night last night. At this time, it was really sleepy. After lying down for a while, it was about to go to see Duke Zhou.

But before it could reach Duke Zhou's little hand, it was kicked on the butt!

The strength of this foot is not too big, but it just happens to make the butt hurt, and I wake up instantly!