Splendid peasant girl

Chapter 192 Ahem, No Money...

"This man is sick!"

Shen Qiqiao was speechless looking at the sky, how could she be so unlucky that she could meet a nominal "rival in love" every time she went shopping!
But to be honest, she really didn't feel anything about First Young Master Su. How could Liu Ruxue have such a strong sense of crisis?

"Qiaoer, don't be afraid, with me here, no one can hurt you!"

Ye Han took a step forward, stretched out his hand to hold Shen Qiqiao's small hand, and gently stroked it with his big hand, with a serious and serious expression.

Shen Qiqiao blushed, lowered her head subconsciously, but hummed like a mosquito: "That... I have nothing to do with First Young Master Su..."

Shen Qiqiao regretted it after she finished speaking, what the hell, she is sick, need to explain these boring things?

She didn't know that in getting along with him unconsciously, she had already developed some vague sense of identification with Ye Han.

Ye Han's eyes narrowed slightly, and surprise flashed across his eyes. This girl actually explained this to him. Could it be that she already has herself in her heart?

The corner of Ye Han's mouth was raised slightly, showing a smug smile: "I believe in you!"

"..."

The devil wants you to believe it!

Shen Qiqiao couldn't help rolling her eyes, but she met Ye Han's serious black eyes.

The eyes are deep, like an abyss, but they want to suck her soul into it.

When Shen Qiqiao saw his face, she automatically ignored the birthmark on her face. In an instant, a hideously handsome face reflected the bright sunshine, faintly visible.

This man is powerful and good-looking, really, so monstrous!

Shen Qiqiao was dumbfounded, staring at that pretty face, feeling like time stood still, her heart seemed to stop beating, and her breathing was short of breath.

Her little face instantly became red!
"Hey, you two, you are blocking the door of his house, how is he going to do business?"

Just when the atmosphere between the two sides was extremely ambiguous, a whining voice rang out, breaking this meandering scene.

A wealthy woman in her thirties walked out of the cloth village, with thick willow eyebrows, walked out with a smile, and when she saw Ye Han, she didn't forget to wink at him.

Such a bold young man, even though he looks a bit ugly, still makes many women have a good impression of him, including the proprietress of the cloth village.

Shen Qiqiao was suddenly embarrassed, she stretched out her small hand and waved: "I'm sorry, we also came to see Bu make some clothes."

"Oh, yes, then come in and take a good look!"

The woman glanced at the two suspiciously. Although she didn't show it on her face, she had already rated the two people's outfits in her heart-can't afford it!

The cloths in her shop are all high-quality goods, which cannot be afforded by anyone who is not a wealthy family.

And this young couple, dressed in coarse linen clothes, looked like they were born in a poor family.

Yunniang is well-bred, so she didn't say some sarcasm, and she didn't rush to drive people away. If she were an ordinary shop owner who didn't know much, she would definitely drive people away.

Shen Qiqiao walked into the cloth shop, and when she saw the dazzling array of cloth, her face became tangled up.

She is not a blind person, she can see through at a glance that these fabrics are high-end goods, and it is estimated that they are worth a few taels of silver, so they can't afford them at all.

Not to mention asking the people in this cloth shop to help tailor the clothes.

Shen Qiqiao was embarrassed, looked at Ye Han, and muttered softly: "How much money do we have?"

"One, two, thirty Wen."

"..."

I have no money, I can't afford it anymore, woo woo woo...

At this time, Yun Niang walked forward with a smile, her eyes fell on a batch of plain brocade cloth standing by Shen Qiqiao: "This cloth is called Mei Xiangxue, it is from the Western Regions, it is measured by the ruler, one tael of silver per foot. "

(End of this chapter)