Does the old man expect the fragrance on her?

Why is this?

What's more, his sense of smell is so sensitive, which is also a surprise.

Does he have a different sense of smell?

"Actually, I have some dried flowers in my pocket." Jiang Xiao said, this kind of small things to take out directly from the space, she has been quite skilled.

Hand into the pocket, by the cover of the pocket, from the space to grab a small dry flower petals.

Such a small handful of dry petals are several kinds of flowers, all of which are planted in space.

At that time, Hu Xiangyong was able to remember her taste, so Jiangxiao had a habit from then on. When there were more flowers in the room, she would pick some and add some Lingquan water to the jade pot to dry and collect it, just in case.

Even if there is no need to use that kind of situation, such dried flowers are also very fragrant, she will put some in her closet, put some in the bathroom, so that the room is contaminated with a little fragrance.

So these things are easy to take out now.

Seeing that she really took out such a small handful of dried flowers from her pocket, Wei Leng's face was stunned.

Not powder?

So her breath is these dried flowers?

The little girl's family is fastidious and has many things to do.

The old man squeezed a flower from Jiang Xiao's hand, looked at it and laughed again, "is this the dried flower you baked yourself?"

"Yes."

"The taste is very special, also very good smell, faint fragrance dark floating, but not high-profile, is good fragrance." "Can you give me some, little girl?" the old man asked? If you can, do me sewing and sewing flowers in sachets

Jiang Xiao takes another look at Wei Leng Mian.

Can you deliver anything you like?

It's not going to be a problem, is it?

Seeing her asking for Wei Leng Mian's advice, the old man looked at Wei Leng Mian and said with a smile, "little Weizi, the little girl is very clever."

I also know to ask for his advice on everything.

Weizi, poof.

Jiangxiao heard the old man's address to Wei Leng Mian, almost did not burst out laughing.

Wei Leng Mian, which makes many people scared, is called xiaoweizi...

it feels like Duke Wei.

She didn't dare to laugh, and she could only smile.

Wei Leng Mian was used to it. He could not see any dissatisfaction. He only said in a slow voice: "her surname is Jiang. Jiang, who goes to the east of Dajiang River, is Xiao, Zhu Youxiao. She is the granddaughter of Cui Meng governor."

As for whether it is "very clever", he did not answer.

Is Jiang Xiao very clever?

Once in a while.

"Is it Xiao Jiang who paints?" The old man's eyes lit up again.

Jiang Xiao nodded, "old man, it's me."

The old man pointed to the painting on the wall over there. "Did you draw that?"

"Yes."

The old man immediately stroked his hand and said happily, "I have been telling little neutron to invite the painter of that painting to visit here. However, he always refuses to do so. I didn't expect that now I have no intention of meeting you."

Small neutron...

Jiangxiao stealthily pulled the corner of his mouth.

Needless to ask, the little neutron must be referring to her uncle, League chief officer Li Hanzhong.

Well, no wonder Xiao Weizi doesn't have any opinions. Even Li Hanzhong is a small neutron. What can he have?

"Little girl, you are here just in time. I have a question to ask you." The old man stood up, a little shaky, Jiang Xiao subconsciously reached out to help him.

But she has not met the old man, Wei Leng Mian has reached over, quickly blocked her hand, did not let her touch the old man.

The old man has also stood firm.

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