Chapter 237

He lowered his head, looked very patient, also very serious, to her surprise, these messy knotting techniques into his hands, soon lost in obedience!

"Stupid woman, can't blow her hair?"

Said muyazhe, taking up the hair dryer with one hand, and blowing her hair gently in the gentle wind.

Slender fingers with the warm wind shuttle in her hair, a wisp of air dry, his fingertips from time to time rub in her cave.

Such a gentle action makes Yun Shishi sigh and groan with ease. He closes his eyes lazily and raises his lips happily.

How comfortable!

Once in a while, she went to a barber's shop and had her hair cut. The barber massaged the acupoints on her head like this. The man's technique seemed to be very professional, no less than the barber's.

That's a good feeling!

In the past, her father washed and blew her hair, and lived with him since childhood. So for a while, for her sake, he even asked his neighbor's aunt how to braid her hair.

Although the results are not so good, the ponytail is often one high and one low, and the ponytail is tied tightly to the scalp, which is also laughed at by many students.

However, yunshishi still thinks that it is her happiest childhood.

"You seem to be very handy." Cloud poetry can't help but wonder, "don't say that ordinary men, women, are at a loss for such long and dense hair, but you can handle it so freely?"

Hearing this, he did not know why, the originally outlined lip corner suddenly recovered its cold radian and his face was tense.

She didn't notice the change in his face, and still asked, "have you had any experience before?"

Muyazhe's action paused a little, as if he thought of some past events, and his eyes were stained with a trace of pain.

However, soon, this feeling was suppressed by him. After a flash, it quickly returned to the usual cold, only a light way: "before, it was often blown."

Cloud poetry smell words, I don't know why, the heart pain for a while, inexplicable, I feel that the breath has become stuffy!

Often Blow it?

Is it a woman?

She thought so, suddenly and helplessly mocked herself.

Of course, it's women. Only women can have such long hair?

Is it mu Wanrou? Does he often blow her hair? Like today, he blew it for himself? For her fine combing knot ends, for her massage points?

The heart reads complex, imperceptibly, the hair has been blown dry.

Muyazhe put down the hair dryer, hugged her shoulder from behind, looked at the beautiful person in the mirror, lifted her beautiful green silk with one hand, hooked her lips: "it's really beautiful."

Yun Shishi's face turned red. Suddenly, mu Yazhe bent down and held her ear bead. The tip of her tongue provoked the outline. The man chuckled with low charm. I thought he would act, but I heard him ask, "are you hungry?"

Yun Shishi licked his lips and nodded slightly.

One day it was ok, her stomach had been empty for a long time.

"What would you like to eat?" he asked

"No more, I'll hurry home!"

"Ha ha!" Muyazhe pecked her cheek gently again, "it's not bad for this moment, eat something and then go, eh?"

Cloud poetry put aside his face and silently said: "no, I have to go back first! Bless Still waiting for me to go home! "