Sikong Lingge frowned and looked at Shangguan Zhixing in confusion: Aren't people with allergies not allowed to touch allergens? But she saw that Shangguan Zhixing was holding handmade soap, but nothing happened!
"What's wrong? Don't want to?"
"Of course not!" Sikong Lingge shook his head in embarrassment, wondering whether he should point out Shangguan Zhixing's inconsistency.
"Then I'll trouble you." Shangguan Zhixing smiled slightly, "When can it be completed at the earliest?"
"Just one day." Sikong Lingge thought for a while and said.
"Then - I'll pick it up tomorrow morning?"
"Uh... okay." Sikong Lingge nodded, becoming more and more confused by Shangguan Zhixing's words and deeds.
"I'm really tired after working for so long. I'll go back and rest first. If I have anything to do, I'll talk about it tomorrow morning." Shangguan Zhixing stretched his body and walked towards the door.
Sikong Lingge was stunned: Shangguan Zhixing...don't ask about Shangguan Zile anymore? She doesn't seem like someone who gives up so easily!
In a daze.
"By the way." Shangguan Zhixing paused at the door and turned around, "Can I specify the flower scent?"
Sikong Lingge came back to his senses and nodded mechanically, "Okay."
"Tongquancao." Shangguan Zhixing said, "Add Tongquancao to the handmade soap you gave me."
Tongquancao?
Sikong Lingge had just come back to her senses when Shangguan Zhixing's words made her stunned again.
The functions of Tongquancao are to relieve pain, strengthen the stomach, detoxify and reduce swelling, but it is not suitable for facial cleansing at all.
Sikong Lingge frowned and was about to explain——
Looking up, the bedroom is empty. Where is Shangguan Zhixing's figure?
"What did Zhixing talk to you about?" Shangguan Rui walked in and asked.
"It's nothing." Sikong Lingge was still confused, "Just... let me make handmade soap for her."
"Handmade soap?" Shangguan Rui frowned: When did Zhixing become interested in these little things?
"Yeah." Sikong Lingge nodded, "Besides, you also asked me to add Tongquan grass into handmade soap..."
"Tongquan grass?" Shangguan Rui was slightly startled. It was the first time he heard of this kind of grass.
Sikong Lingge nodded, "Tongquancao is not suitable for making handmade soap, and this raw material cannot be found in the market..."
Zhixing is a medical student, so he would not understand that Tongquancao is not suitable for making handmade soap.
Since she knew it, but still asked Sikong Lingge to add Tongquan grass, she must have a reason.
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"Don't worry about the raw materials, I'll let the butler prepare them."
"But Tongquancao..." Sikong Lingge wanted to say that handmade soap is for washing your face, so it's best not to try anything too new.
He raised his eyes and met Shangguan Rui's dark and insistent black eyes, and he automatically swallowed the words that came to his lips.
never mind.
Since they insist, let's use Tongquancao.
After you finish making the handmade soap, just tell Zhixing and ask her not to use it on her face.
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Tongquancao?
What is that?
Fang Yiren took off the eavesdropping earphones and pondered solemnly.
One second Shangguan Zhixing was calling Shangguan Zile a traitor, but the next second he suddenly changed the topic and asked Sikong Lingge to use raw materials that had never been added before to make handmade soap for her——
Things are certainly not as simple as they appear.