Looking at Zhou Meijun as if he had eaten a dead fly, Huo Tianxian only felt very good.

"Yeah, from today, you don't want to sway in the scene of our scenery, or else let the security guard throw you out!" Yao baby is happy too.

When Zhou Meijun heard it, his mind was not enough.

Jingyun Zhaoyi took a million, she is difficult to become a giant?

She thought she could win her at least at home, but in the end, can't she even keep this?

“How did your money come? Tao pigeon said that you were being taken care of...”

"Zhou Meijun, are you not forcing me to move on to you?" Jing Yunzhao said coldly, and after a while, he took a sigh of relief and looked at Zhou Meijun’s unresponsive look. He walked over and looked at Mrs. Zhou’s hand. With a wooden bracelet on it, smile gently: "It’s really rare, Mrs. Zhou likes to carry the 'dead man sinking'?"

Mrs. Zhou heard it, and her eyebrows were horizontal: "What is dead and alive, suffocating!"

"Isn't it? Really angry, Mrs. Zhou, shouldn't you think that you are carrying a bunch of agarwood?" Jing Yunzhao laughed.

This week, my wife is wearing a cheongsam. The style and the indulgence are very different. It looks a bit more ancient. The wooden bracelets on the hands are darker in color and exude a hint of fragrance. At first glance, it is indeed like a special class. Agarwood.

However, although Jing Yunzhao does not understand things like wenwan, he knows the medicinal materials very well.

The aroma of agarwood can be used to clear the sputum, ventilate the veins, and cure the disease. How the taste has already been engraved in her mind, even if it is a little difference.

Moreover, various grades of agarwood she also saw in Xu Laotou, the true and false tastes can be distinguished, even if they are far apart.

"What do you mean by this?" Mrs. Zhou is a sword.

"Do you still don't understand? I just said that I can't stay in a place with my country, but in fact, Mrs. Zhou, your mother and son are the countrymen? You don't have any knowledge, and you are swaying with fake agarwood. The skin is thick enough." Jing Yunzhao said again.

Huo Tianxian and others listened and looked at Mrs. Zhou’s wrist.

The color of the wooden string is relatively dull, and it smells like a scent. The outer part of the wood seems to have a layer of grease wrapped around it.

It is well known that agarwood contains oil and should be right.

Jingyun Zhao’s words were not completely said. They just looked at the mother and daughter with a look. They and Huo Tianxian got up and left the bank. They just left the bank door. This week, the mother and daughter were not reconciled.

In the face of so many people saying that her bracelet is fake, does it mean that her wife this week is no different from counterfeit goods?

Although Zhou Jia is not a big name, she still can't let her bring this fake agarwood. What kind of face does Jing Yunzhao have? What's more, this wooden string was bought by Mrs. Zhou for her own brother. She never liked the golden jade. She felt too cheesy and thought of using wooden skewers and scented looks elegant.

"Jing Yunzhao! You better explain the words!" The mother and daughter suddenly lazy to Jing Yunzhao's way.

Jing Yunzhao smiled gently: "Is it the first time I saw someone looking for an ugly person, really want to hear my statement?"

"Let's take it for me. Do you know how much it cost me this bunch?! It turned out to be a fake!" Mrs. Zhou said.

"Money has nothing to do with true and false." Jing Yunzhao sneered, and then said: "If you don't believe it, you can take the hand string and burn it and you will know if the taste is very stinking."

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