Chapter 894 : Song Yirou: Help you get a set of underwear
Han Xiaorou immediately said happily: "Since you agreed, don't regret it. By the way, I will bring you a set of underwear."
There are a lot of new clothes in her room, and after taking one look at her figure, she already knew it.
When I passed Guan Chengge's door, I couldn't help but stare at him again.
It wasn't until she was taught how to wear modern clothes that Han Xiaorou returned to her room extremely tired.
Today, she also felt very tired.[
When Li Li was lying on the bed, he didn't know what he had just promised Han Xiaorou.
But she still had no pajamas.
What happened on this day was beyond her imagination. She did not expect that the heaven-sacrifice altar would bring her to such a strange place.
So, was the imperial brother brought here before?
But the imperial brother came back in the end, and she should believe that she could go back too.
Turning over, the bed she slept on was so soft that she felt like she was almost lying on a cloud.
This is also different from the bed in her palace.
Curious, she turned off the bedside lamp, then turned it on again, going back and forth several times, feeling that it was magical.
It can be so bright without using fire.
He opened his eyes and looked at it for a long time before slowly falling asleep.
Meng Beichen and Han Yixing had an early morning flight.
Han Xiaorou and Meng Xingchen also got up early and went to the airport to see them off.
He only ordered the servants to take care of the princess from ancient times and the other young master of the Guan family who slept like a pig.
At nine o'clock, Li Qiye woke up, wearing Han Xiaorou's white pajamas.
She went to the bathroom to wash her face. There were many daily necessities placed there. Although they had explained it last night, she still didn't dare to move.
Afraid of being locked in again, I dare not even close the door.
After working hard for a long time, I changed into a skirt, exposing my arms and calves.
She looked in front of the mirror for a long time and touched her arm uncomfortably.
My long hair has reached my knees, and it will look even longer if I don’t comb it into a bun.[
She had noticed before that her aunt's hair was very short and Sister Han's hair was curly.
I was a little confused, so I opened the door and wanted to ask him, but I ran into the arms of a sleepy man rubbing his eyes.