His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 181

However, when she said this, she felt guilty.

In terms of dosage, what is written in the formula is also very unscientific, twice as much as the normal dosage.

She regretted it so much now, and looked at Tang Yi for help.

Tang Yi also didn't expect such an outcome. Facing the doubts and doubts of a group of people, he just held back his anger and said, "The child is still young, and he only thinks about innovation without considering the consequences."

The others did not speak, and those who had smelled the incense wanted to check it out.

Due to the large number of people, Mr. Feng directly asked the hospital to send people over, and soon, people came.

Camille advises everyone to check it out.

The old man calmly controlled the field, but his face was not very good.

Tonight, it was supposed to be a happy banquet, but this kind of thing happened, it was really disappointing.

When most people's attention was on Huilash, Feng Xian suddenly noticed that Qian Mi walked out of the crowd.

The night outside was very cold, Qian Miao quickly returned to her room and pulled out a small box from the bottom of the bed.

As soon as it is opened, the perfume lying in each small card slot is revealed.

The shape of each bottle of perfume is different, but they are all very beautiful and beautiful. There is no trademark or description on the bottle body. It is very clean. It can be seen that it is completely homemade.

She took out a golden bottle, picked it up and left.

All the way back to the banquet hall in Xiyuan, she found Camille, quietly stuffed the perfume into her, and said a few words in her ear.

Camille nodded, then got up and walked towards the crowd, and said slowly: "Everyone, this is the refreshing perfume I carry with me. It has certain heat-clearing and detoxifying effects. It may be useful. Everyone, give it a spray."

Camille said, he sprayed it first, and then, with the permission of the old man, the servant took it and sprayed everyone one by one.

Yu Huiyi, who was lying on the side for examination, smelled the smell, and suddenly had a thirst: "This smells good, give it to me, hurry up."

The servant handed over the bottle of perfume.

Yu Huiyi sprayed hard and took a big mouthful.

Afterwards, he breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body was not so tense, and his brows loosened: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Everyone felt amazing and turned to look at Camille in admiration.

Feng Yu was very proud: "I'm right, Camille lives up to its reputation, but it's not just a fragrance."

Everyone nodded and agreed with Feng Yu's words.

Camille glanced at Qian Miao next to him and said, "This is not my credit, it was given by a friend."

"Oh? Who is it?" Everyone was surprised.

Camille didn't say his name, but said, "I'm a relatively low-key friend."

Everyone saw that she didn't plan to say anything, and she didn't continue to ask questions. This is the most basic etiquette.

Qian Miao retracted her gaze, turned her head inadvertently, and bumped into a pair of eyes that were as quiet as a deep pool.

Suddenly, she felt that he saw through something.

Turning her eyes away, she picked up a bottle of water on the table and unscrewed it subconsciously.

Maybe it's because of restlessness, or maybe the cap is too slippery to unscrew at once.

Not too thirsty, she put the water back to the side.

Turn around and look into the crowd.

After a while, a hand stretched out in front of him, holding a bottle of water that had been opened.

She raised her eyes and saw his perfectly curved chin, those pale pink lips, not far above her head.

And he, without looking at her, was answering a question raised by an uncle in a leisurely manner.

This concern seems inadvertent and caring.