Chapter 631 Pearl Clothes

What is he pity for? Didn't you give her a sound?

Song Yaoyao was also helpless. In order to dispel Huo Yunque's thought, she quickly changed the subject.

"Brother, why does the Huo family have so many antiques?"

"How much?" Huo Yunque glanced at him, "There were more back then, so donate some of them."

Song Yaoyao: "..."

Forget it, she doesn't want to ask.

At first Song Yaoyao was shocked and a little interested. But the more I watched it, the more I was completely indifferent.

It is understandable for Huo Yunque's mood, sitting on so many treasures, but seeing too much, it is a bit boring after all.

Before coming, Song Yaoyao was worried about what birthday present to give Old Master Shen. After coming, she was even more worried——

Huo Yunque took out a blue and white porcelain vase from the glass cabinet, "That's it."

"Eh?" Song Yaoyao was stunned.

"Gift," Huo Yunque said concisely, he looked at Song Yaoyao again, and took out another one from the cabinet.

"Just right, get a pair, we will send it."

He hooked his lips, the blue and white porcelain vase was a pair, and he and Song Yaoyao were also a pair.

Is there anything wrong?

Song Yaoyao also felt that there was nothing wrong, but after thinking about it, she still did not accept it.

These things are precious, but for these profound families, it is not a particularly rare thing.

Song Yaoyao hoped that the gift she gave would be liked by Mr. Shen.

In the end, the pair of blue and white porcelain vases were handled and taken out.

After she figured it out, Song Yaoyao lost her impetuousness before and could calm down and appreciate these treasures.

Those porcelains are well preserved, of course some of them have been dilapidated, but they are still collected. Song Yaoyao had seen bronze wares in ancient times, covered with a layer of gray color.

She could even imagine how soldiers and soldiers in ancient times used it to defend their home and country.

People will disappear, but these things won't.

They can't speak, but they have witnessed history. Rolling history, leaving traces on them.

Thick and with a story.

The girl's white fingers swiped across the shelf, and light and shadow crossed her delicate little face. There was something rustic, mixed with logs, in the air.

Huo Yunque looked sideways, his eyes stopped.

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, quietly, but tenderly.

Returning the same way, Song Yaoyao's eyes suddenly fell on a certain glass cabinet, on the human body shelf.

Like the human body of countless jewelry counters, on the black velvet cloth is a pearl coat strung with huge round pearls.

The slightly smaller pearls are made of tassels, which sparkle in the light with a warm and lustrous light.

"It's so beautiful..." She raised her head and couldn't help muttering.

The most rare thing is that none of those pearls are flawed. Glowing a light purple, round and full, beautiful people can't take their eyes off.

Compared with jewelry, Song Yaoyao prefers jade and pearls from her own country.

This is a very soft jewelry.

Huo Yunque looked at the sound, and when his eyes came into contact with the pearl coat, it instantly became dark.

Taking advantage of his height, he took off the 'ornament' with his own hands, his thin lips twitched, "It's very beautiful—"

"Huh? Brother?"

Song Yaoyao turned her head, looked at the pearl clothes that had appeared in Huo Yunque's hand, and blinked, "Why..."

Huo Yunque's eyes wandered around her, serious, "Good-looking."

"Eh--"

Song Yaoyao was stunned, and realized that the man had walked a long way.