Li Junyan felt relieved after listening to Sang Jueqian's series of denials.
Being able to speak so much in one breath, with clear articulation and lively expression, he is definitely not sick.
"Since you're not feeling unwell, then take a quick shower, change your clothes and come down. I'm making some breakfast. Didn't you say you have to accompany your friends to the competition today? It's almost time."
"That's right!" Sang Jueqian exclaimed, "If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten about it.
She didn't have time to say anything more. She threw off the quilt and got out of bed, quickly grabbed her change of clothes and bath towel and ran to the bathroom.
Seeing the bathroom door closed, Li Junyan stood up and walked downstairs.
Half an hour later, Sang Jueqian came downstairs with wet hair.
Although her hair was no longer dripping, she didn't have time to blow-dry it, and her face was only covered with a layer of lotion, with no makeup at all.
Seeing Sang Jueqian going downstairs like this, Li Junyan immediately went to look for the hair dryer in the cabinet.
"Qianqian, sit down and eat. I'll blow dry your hair."
Before Sang Jueqian could say anything, Li Junyan had already pulled him to sit at the table.
There was prepared food on the table. It was naturally not as exquisite as that made by a chef, but it all had a homely taste, which Li Junyan had specially learned.
Sang Jueqian didn't dislike it at all. After eating so many delicacies from land and sea, she still preferred this kind of home-cooked meals.
Especially since these meals were made by Li Junyan himself, every bite tasted incredibly delicious.
Sang Jueqian ate her meal mouthful by mouthful while Li Junyan stood beside her, blowing her hair gently.
This hair dryer was bought at a high price. It doesn't make hair fly everywhere, and it's not particularly loud, so it doesn't affect Sang Jueqian's eating.
Ten minutes later, Sang Jueqian finished his meal and Li Junyan also blew his hair dry.
After combing Sang Jueqian's hair, Li Junyan took out a jade hairpin from his sleeve and pinned it up.
Sang Jueqian felt Li Junyan's actions and found it extremely novel. This was the first time that Li Junyan tied her hair.
At the same time, Sang Jueqian was also very curious about what the hairpin looked like, so he quickly took out a mirror from the space.
The hairpin was emerald green all over and had bamboo leaves carved on it.
It is quite appropriate to carry it with you at this time of year.
Sang Jueqian stared at it again and again, then turned back to look at Li Junyan, "Lezhi, did you carve this yourself?"
Li Junyan glanced at Sang Jueqian in surprise, "Qianqian, how did you know that? You guessed it before I even told you. You're really smart."
Seeing him say these words seriously, Sang Jueqian glared at him unhappily.
If he hadn't carved it himself, he wouldn't have given it to her at this time.
Li Junyan didn't care about being glared at. He still smiled and said, "It's still snowing outside. You should put on that cloak."
"Is it snowing?"
As Sang Jueqian spoke, he walked towards the window. He didn't need to open the window, he just pulled open the curtains and saw the snowflakes still falling outside.
After one night, the snow outside was as thick as four fingers.
Just by looking at the thickness of the snow, Sang Jueqian knew that it must have started falling the night before. Unfortunately, she was drunk and fell asleep at that time and did not see it with her own eyes.
Sang Jueqian was staring outside when Li Junyan came over with a cloak.
This is a pure white fox fur cloak, which would definitely not be available for purchase nowadays without hundreds of thousands of dollars.
Even in the Great Zhou Dynasty, only the rich and noble could afford to wear this kind of clothing.
To have such a pure white cloak without even a single stray hair, wearing it is not only about having money, but also depends on luck.
This leather had been stored in the warehouse of Prince Chen's Mansion, and Li Junyan did not make it into clothes.
It was only after he met Sang Jueqian that he gave it to the embroiderer and asked her to make clothes according to Sang Jueqian's size.
In addition to this one, there are also fiery red and black ones.
In addition to fox fur, there are several other types of leather, all made into different clothes.
Even if you only wear one piece a day, you won’t wear the same piece twice in a month.
Sang Jueqian touched it subconsciously and found it extremely smooth.
Such smooth and slippery clothes are a pleasure to wear.
Especially because it is very light yet extremely warm.
Because it was warm in the room, I started to sweat after putting it on for a while.
Fortunately, they were about to go out. After they went out, the benefits of this clothes became apparent. Although there was heavy snow outside, Sang Jueqian didn't feel cold at all.
As soon as Wang Chen opened the shop door, he saw Sang Jueqian and Li Junyan standing side by side.
Naturally, I also saw the clothes they were wearing.
The furs the two wore were exactly the same, only the colors were different. Wang Chen was amazed.
This material doesn't look cheap at all, and I don't know where it was bought from.
It’s really beautiful!
Although his salary is not low, he would not be willing to spend hundreds of thousands to buy such a piece of clothing.
Similarly, such clothes do not look good on most people and can easily make them look hunchbacked and thick-chested.
But when worn by the boss and Li Junyan, it looks very good together.
Wang Chen was admiring it when he saw the two of them turn their heads and look at him at the same time.
Wang Chen didn't feel embarrassed even though he was caught peeking.
He smiled at the two of them and said, "Boss, are you going to the competition with your boyfriend?"
Sang Jueqian looked at him curiously, "How do you know?"
It seemed she had never told him this before.
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