A three-year-old bird and a three-year-old fox snatched the remote control. He, a teenager, went up to fight for the remote control again. It seemed that he was a bit of a bully

Oh, forget it. He's an adult. He doesn't see the two three-year-old birds and foxes

Murong ye thought, reluctantly moved his eyes from the remote control and saw the fat chair under the two animals: "sister, what chair is this?" It's special.

Murong Xue glanced at him and said, "that's not a chair, that's a sofa..."

Sofa? Chairs like chairs

Murong Ye curiously walks over and sits on the sofa. The soft and elastic touch under him brightens his eyes. It's really comfortable. The hair chair made of sand is worthy of the name

Murong ye thought happily. He sat down with a long body. His slender body bounced up and down. His eyes flashed with strange elasticity. He reached out to touch the soft sofa and armrest. He could not help but praise: "this sofa is really good. Sister, where did you buy it?"

Murong Snow's eyes flashed, casually made up a place: "Great Britain."

"Great Britain?" Murong Ye is slightly surprised: "that place is a little far away..."

"It doesn't matter where it is. If things are good..." Murong Xueman carelessly perfunctory: the things she brought back from modern times are too magical for today's Qingyan. Although the ancient Qingyan is a little backward, the Qingyan people are not stupid. If she casually compiles a place that doesn't exist at all, Qingyan people are stimulated to check, and her lies will be uncovered. At that time, she will definitely have an accident. It's better to make up a lot of people know But they won't go to places far away, so she will be safe

"So it is." If you can buy a comfortable seat like a sofa, it doesn't matter if you can buy one

Murong Ye thinks in his mind. He sees a white round object standing in the northwest corner with beautiful golden patterns painted on it. A cold wind blows out of the blinds of the round object and dispels the heat in the room

"What is that, sister?" Murong Ye inquires curiously.

"It's an air conditioner that cools and cools." Murong Snow said lightly.

Murong Ye nods as he knows. It's cool in the side hall. He thinks it's an ice basin. Unexpectedly, the so-called air conditioner is put in

A little golden light flashed over his head. Murong Ye raised his head and saw a beautiful crystal lamp hanging above his head. The white crystal reflected the bright light under the light of a little sunlight

"And what is this?" Murong Ye's eyes twinkle.

"That's a chandelier." Murong Xue said with a smile and pressed the switch on the wall. In a flash, the chandelier was on. The bright light made Murong Ye's eyes straight. He could not help but praise: "the chandelier is so beautiful..."

Of course, I don't know who picked the chandelier.

Murong Xue's eyes were proud: before returning to ancient times, she had already planned to electrify the Zhaoning hall. All the chandeliers for lighting were selected by her. She arranged this side hall by herself. When she was free, she would like to sit here, watch TV and play games

"Sister, do you have any extra chandeliers?" Murong Ye turns his head and looks at Murong Xue with twinkling eyes: the chandelier is so beautiful that it can light. He also wants one

"No more." Murong Xue shakes her head and says, "even if she has an extra chandelier for Murong ye, he can't use it, because the chandelier needs electricity, but the Duke's house doesn't have electricity

Alas, the ancient and the modern are two time and space, far away from each other. It is inconvenient to carry things. Otherwise, she must bring more generators, chandeliers and so on, so that the ancient times can be electrified and the ancient lighting can be improved

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