Chapter 181: A relatively low-key friend

However, she was very guilty of this.

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

She regretted it very much now, and looked at Tang Yi with a cry for help.

Tang Yi also did not expect this result. Facing a group of doubts and doubts, he could only endure his anger, "The child is really still young, and he only thinks about innovation without considering the consequences."

Others have nothing to say, and those who have smelled the fragrance want to go for inspection.

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

Camille suggested that everyone check it out.

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

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

When most of the attention was focused on Hui Yan, Feng Xian suddenly noticed that Qian Miao walked out of the crowd.

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

Once opened, the perfume lying in each card slot is revealed.

Each bottle of perfume has a different shape, but they are all very nice and beautiful. The bottle has no trademark and is very clean. It can be seen that it is completely self-made.

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

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

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

Camille squirted, and then, with the father's permission, the servant took it and sprayed everyone one by one.

Lying on the side under examination, Yu Huijing smelled this smell, and she immediately thirst: "This smells good, give it to me, hurry up."

The servant passed the bottle of perfume.

Yu Hui squirted vigorously and took a big mouthful.

After that, he took a sigh of relief, the whole person was not so tight, and his brows were loosened: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Everyone felt magical and turned to look at Camille with admiration.

Feng Yu is very proud: "I'm right, Camille is well-deserved, but it's more than just a perfume."

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 have a name, and only said: "He's a relatively low-key friend."

Everyone saw that she didn't plan to, and didn't continue to ask, this is the most basic etiquette.

Qianmiao retracted his gaze, turned his head inadvertently, and ran into a pair of eyes that were as quiet as a deep pool.

Suddenly, she felt that he had seen something through.

Looking away, she picked up a bottle of water on the table and unconsciously unscrewed it.

Maybe it's because of restlessness, or maybe the bottle cap is too slippery and can't be unscrewed at once.

Not very thirsty, she put the water back aside.

Turn around and look into the crowd.

After a while, a hand was stretched out in front of him, holding the water with the capped bottle in his hand.

She raised her eyes to see his perfectly curved chin and his thin pink lips, not far above her head.

And he, without looking at her, was answering a question raised by a certain uncle unhurriedly.

This kind of care seems casual and caring.