The door was pushed open, and an embroidered shoe stepped into it, then walked in with a silk shirt. When Lu Zhi saw Jiang Hao, she smiled and said, "Brother Jiang, I made you a new robe. You can try it and it will fit."

Jiang Hao stood up and was about to take off his clothes, but Lu Zhi stopped him, "I'll do it." As he said, he untied Jiang Hao's belt, Jiang Hao just needed to open his arms.

Taking off his old robe, Lu Zhi put the new robe on Jiang Hao, carefully smoothing the wrinkles, and tied his waistband to Jiang Hao. When he wrapped his hands across Jiang Hao's waist and back, Lu Zhi's body was tightly pressed, and Jiang Hao could clearly feel two balls of soft flesh pressing against his back.

Lu Zhi stood up, slightly shy, secretly glanced at Jiang Hao, then tidied up his clothes, and said with a smile: "It fits very well, Brother Jiang is even more amazing after putting it on."

Jiang Hao's hand suddenly placed on Lu Zhi's shoulder, and Lu Zhi's body stiffened. Jiang Hao looked at Lu Zhi and said softly: "If you let your life be ordinary, would you like?"

Lu Zhi looked at Jiang Hao with big eyes and said, "If you are with your beloved, Zhi will naturally be willing."

After saying that, his face turned red, and he turned around and jumped out of the house like a deer.

A smile appeared on Jiang Hao's lips.

After thinking about it, I walked to the table, spread out a piece of silk cloth and started writing.

Silk cloth is very expensive and can be used directly as currency. However, Jiang Hao is not used to using bamboo slips. From drawing talismans to writing plague prevention and control regulations, he uses silk cloth. It can be said that his behavior is very luxurious.

However, everyone thought what he wrote was worth it.
Chapter completed!