However, Zhang Bo has always known how to measure, so it is difficult for him to explain much at this time.
Anyway, since Miss Xiao Qiao lives in, she will understand in the future.
take it easy.
"Miss Qiao, please go this way, this is the bedroom"
“The bedroom is so small that the outside room is about the same size”
"Ahem, Miss Qiao, that won't work, the bigger one is the living room"
"Forget it, let's just use the bedroom as the bedroom. I'll barely use it for sleeping."
"Ahem, Miss Qiao, this is the kitchen"
"What I never cook, don't you have a cook here?"
"Some, some, don't worry, I won't let you cook."
"That's all right. Where's the coachman?"
"You can call me if you need."
"Great, are there any other little eunuchs? Oh sorry, I mean, are there any other available?"
Uncle Zhang looked confused: ""Miss Xiao Qiao always mentions eunuchs, what does that mean
Such ignorant conversations are played out all the time in the villa
It didn't stop until half an hour later, when Yun Qiao was so tired that she fell asleep on the sofa with her soft pillow in her arms.
Reluctantly, Zhang Bo ordered the maid to turn on the hot water quickly, and called her softly: "Miss Qiao, I know you have been tired all day, why don't you go to the bedroom and take a hot bath, and then sleep comfortably."
"Well, everything here is so strange to me, I'm not used to it, only this soft bed is similar to the one in my palace, I want to sleep on the couch," Yun Qiao muttered in a daze.
Half asleep and half awake, she was so soft and cute that Zhang Bo felt a little distressed when he saw her, just like seeing his own little daughter.
He sighed: "No way, Miss Qiao, if you sleep on the sofa, you will catch a cold, and your stiff neck will hurt."
"Okay, okay, you are more verbose than the little eunuch in my palace, I know." Yun Qiao got up helplessly.
Such a long-winded old eunuch is not tactful at all, unlike the ones in front of her mother, they are all fine
Follow Zhang Bo to the bedroom.
Yun Qiao looked at the bathtub curiously.
She took a step back suddenly, clutching her arms: "I was in this kind of bathtub and almost drowned."
Zhang Bo: ""
He rubbed his forehead and explained patiently: "No, Miss Qiao, last time I was in a hotel, the bathtub in the hotel is more dangerous. The ones at home have anti-slip devices, and they won't slip in the bath, please don't worry."
Only then did Yun Qiao feel relieved.
However, I always feel that this bathtub is a bit too ugly.
After thinking about it, she returned to the dining table in the living room, gently pulled a handful of petals from the pink roses in the vase, and sprinkled them into the bathtub.
"Oh, it's so much more beautiful."
she needs a good bath
Like in the palace.
Well, but I'm afraid that's too much to ask for.
There are only three or two maids serving here, and there are more than one hundred maids in her palace.
There are more than a dozen people who specialize in taking baths.
Not to mention anything else.
Alas, forget it, I can bend and stretch, don't care about it.
Yun Qiao was soaking in the bath, but at first she was able to keep her head clear and plan for the next step.
She has to divorce this cheap husband as soon as possible, and then take the money and find someone to help her find out the cause of Yun Xiaoqiao's death and avenge Yun Xiaoqiao.
Then, she took the money and went
As she thought about it, her head gradually sank, and she became a little confused.
Well, this bathtub is okay, but it's too small to use it
Gong Sheng sent off the wives of various countries, and returned to the conference room to continue to participate in the talks with the leaders of various countries.
The relationship between countries is complex, with both enemies and friends.
The content of this discussion is very important.
He didn't return home exhausted until late at night.