The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

Chapter 3305: 3314 Prodigal Man (3) (seeking votes)

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I saw a girl in white clothes appear in front of that handsome man like a god.

The jade hairpin just bought from his booth is being gently put on the girl's hair.

Under the sun, the girl's smile is bright and bright. The most delicate flower in spring is even more beautiful and seductive.

And the man who was as cold as ice in front of him just now looked down at the girl in his arms, his brows were so gentle that they seemed to be able to turn into starlight and spread out little by little.

Ruan Yanan held Hei Yaojing's hand and pressed it to his chest, bursts of inexplicable sadness welled up in his heart.

Then, she couldn't help showing a wry smile.

It turned out that the hosta was bought for his beloved woman.

It turned out that such a cold and aloof person also has a tender side.

But isn't all of this a matter of course

Only such fairies and beauties can match each other. What is a country girl like me thinking about

Muyan took off the jade hairpin stuck on her head, held it in her hand and gently played with it.

He raised his head and couldn't help but smile at the man in front of him, his brows and eyes curved: "Why did you think of buying jewelry for me? My lord, you have never been so knowledgeable and interesting before!"

Di Ming Jue snorts coldly: "Why didn't you give it away? You don't even wear the jewelry that is clearly given by me."

Muyan was startled.

Except for the Void Spirit Ring, when did she receive Di Ming Jue's jewelry

Could it be that she forgot

But she really didn't like wearing those accessories, even those that Xiaobao specially bought for her, after wearing them for a while, she hated the trouble and left them in the space.

Hey, wait!

Speaking of the jewelry that Xiaobao bought her, she suddenly remembered something.

Spiritual consciousness rummaged through the space, and finally found a pair of white jade earrings and a white jade bracelet.

There are dragon and phoenix patterns engraved on them, and the knives are the same, obviously a set.

This white jade earring was given by Xiaobao when he was in Yanwu Continent.

And this white jade bracelet was put on her hand forcefully by this man when Prince Jin proposed marriage.

It was only later that Muyan found out that Xiaobao and Di Ming Jue bought her gifts respectively, and they were actually the same set.

Thinking of Xiaobao's outburst of anger when he mentioned Di Ming Jue as a "disciple", she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Looking at it this way, the white jade phoenix-tailed hairpin in my hand is very similar to earrings and bracelets in terms of texture and knife workmanship!

Muyan looked at Di Ming Jue softly, grabbed his hand and held the white jade phoenix tail hairpin, and put it on her head: "Thank you, I like it very much. What do you like, I'll pick one for you too, okay?"

The corners of Di Ming Jue's mouth twitched, but he forced himself down again, and snorted coldly, "Is this gentleman lacking these things?"

Muyan thought for a while, and was about to speak, when she suddenly realized that there was someone beside her, she couldn't help turning her head to look.

Seeing that Ruan Yanan was staring blankly at the two of them, he couldn't help asking curiously: "My lady, what's the matter?"

"I, I, I, no, I'm sorry... that white jade phoenix hairpin no, it's not worth an obsidian crystal..."

She spoke incoherently, the hand that held out the obsidian crystal trembled, and almost threw it directly to the ground.

Muyan looks at the obsidian crystal in her hand, then at Di Ming Jue, and murmurs: "Di Ming Jue, you bought an eighth-grade jade hairpin and used a piece of obsidian crystal?"

On the floating island, spirit artifacts and low-level artifacts are worthless.

And what about obsidian crystal? That's priceless!

One obsidian crystal can be worth 10,000 high-grade crystals.

Take 10,000 pieces of high-grade spar to buy an eighth-grade spirit hairpin.

Di Ming Jue, can we not be so prodigal? !