บท 648: Ten Thousand Wood Spring in front of the Old Bridge

In the restaurant where Xia Wanyuan had lunch at noon, there was a history booklet of this country with the traditional clothes of this country.

Just now, the tall woman had said that she wanted Xia Wanyuan to help her change her clothes. Xia Wanyuan naturally thought of the clothes in the introduction book.

While painting, Xia Wanyuan had drawn her a western noble dress. Wearing a gemstone hat, she looked around the bridge, looking very moving.

Not only did the tall woman like it, but the surrounding tourists also scrambled to get Xia Wanyuan to draw it for them after reading it.

"It's almost dark now, so we can only draw the last painting. Everyone, draw lots. I'll draw for whoever I pick, how about that?" At that moment, An Rao stood up.

"Okay." Everyone agreed.

An Rao cut some paper for everyone to draw lots. In the end, the person whose name was drawn was a young and thin youth.