"Where do we go for custom furniture?" Ye Jiuyou licked her candy and asked.
Zhao Changhe scratched his head. He had never bought this kind of stuff in this world, so he wasn't quite sure. He'd seen carpentry shops, but they didn't seem to handle design...
The two of them scratched their heads and looked at each other, then suddenly both laughed and said in unison, "Let's go to the Ministry of Industry, and have them help us out."
Using public office for personal gain this grandly, and having such a similar mindset with a witch, confirmed that King Zhao was indeed not suited to be an administrator, but very suitable to be a witch's lover.
The two of them, both licking candied hawthorn, barged into the Ministry of Industry, which gave the chief quite a scare. Recognizing it was Zhao Changhe, he almost bit his own tongue.
Can you dare to let it be known in the Worldly Society your image licking candied hawthorn?
