Luo Liyan glanced at him, and immediately realized the meaning of his words, twitched the corners of his mouth with a smirk, and then silently lit a piece of wax for his neighbors in his heart.
Picking up those things, carefully replacing them with the small antiques on her bookshelf that were closer in age, Luo Liyan folded her arms around her chest, looking quietly at the entire bookshelf, from the original little rich, became magnificent.
I also have about 50 items on this wall, cheap ones start at 4 million or 5 million, that is, two or three pieces, basically all start at 10 million or 20 million, and there are more than a dozen priceless treasures in the market.
Luo Liyan is calm, and now she can't wait to let her father and grandfather come in to appreciate her collection.
"This shelf is still a bit empty." Yi Zehao stood behind her, seeing how many grids there were, and actually only holding hairpins, or small things the size of a palm, he shook his head in distaste.
"No, not empty! This is just right!" Luo Liyan was afraid that he would go to a few "neighbors" to rob again, so he quickly dispelled his floating thoughts.
Then he pointed to the ancient book just now, "The value of this book is too high, I plan to donate it, and say you brought it back from abroad, what do you think?"
Luo Liyan knew that her father and grandfather wanted to donate the pitching pot just now, but it seems that they really need to calm down now.
Because the things that come out of the imperial mausoleum can be regarded as priceless treasures back then, let alone this time.
It is impossible for them to donate everything, so they can only choose some truly meaningful things to donate.
For example, this kind of poetry collection that allows elementary and middle school students to memorize a few more ancient poems.
Luo Liyan patted her chin in satisfaction when she thought that she could contribute to the education of the country.
Yi Zehao glanced sideways, although he didn't know what she was proud of, but as long as she was happy, no matter what she said, Yi Zehao was willing to agree.
"Okay, these are all yours, you can do whatever you want." He raised his hand, and gently pinched Luo Liyan's soft little face.
The eyes of the two collided, and Luo Liyan felt a sweet and greasy breath colliding in each other's breaths, which made her want to do something uncontrollably.
But as soon as she had the intention to move, she quickly dispelled this crazy idea.
Different ways for humans and ghosts... Different ways for humans and ghosts!
It's better for her not to do whatever she wants as soon as she sees a beauty, because she looks too wretched and not reserved enough.
Luo Liyan withdrew her gaze, but couldn't help but glance at Yi Zehao, only to see him looking at her with a half-smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had already guessed what he wanted to do.
Could it be that the self thousands of years ago was not reserved enough? !
Luo Liyan silently guessed in her heart, but quickly denied this idea.
Even if he was really sensual in his bones, he wouldn't have been able to do anything a thousand years ago. After all, in that era, it would be wrong to be a errand, but you would be immersed in a pigsty.
"Well... the identity I arranged for you is a returnee from abroad. You must at least learn English smoothly." All the review books were dug out and photographed in front of Yi Zehao.
"You must use the fastest time to learn this language, the kind that can speak, write, and read."