Chapter 438 A Ball Is Lying on Top of His Head

It's not really modest. Ning Xuemo complained in his heart, but judging from his appearance, he didn't give himself any room to refuse.

Well, just comb it!

Ning Xuemo took the comb, stood behind him and began to comb his hair.

His hair was as black as splashing ink and as cool as water. The wooden comb can slide directly to the bottom when placed on top of his head. It feels exceptionally good in the hand.

Ning Xuemo touched his hair and thought about his own hair.

Damn, her hair is not as good as this man's!

She is a quick-witted person, she will pull up his hair, and then don't put a cold jade hairpin on the table, even if it is taken care of.

She took a step back and looked at it, her expression was a little distorted, and she felt a little guilty...

Han Shanyue also seemed to see something from her expression. She didn't know where she turned into a quaint mirror, and when she took a look at it, the veins on her forehead jumped!

His hair was indeed pulled into a bun by her, but the bun was a bit big, like a ball lying on top of his head. She also ingeniously let loose a circle of hair for him, and the locks were scattered randomly.

This hairstyle - is simply unbearable to look at!

Han Shanyue has never been so ugly in her life!

Did this girl do it on purpose? ! She is obviously not an ordinary ingenuity!

He took off the hairpin on the top of his head and let the balls fall down again: "Re-comb! If you can't comb it, I will just shave your head bald!"

This is really an ingenious threat, but this threat is very useful to Ning Xuemo.

She is a beauty, and if her head turns bald, she might as well hit the wall!

"I really can't, I've never combed anyone's hair. Why don't I call you a handy maid?" She believed that many women would be willing to do this.

Han Shanyue gave her a fluttering glance: "This seat only allows concubines to comb their hair, not maids."

Really turtle hair!

Ning Xuemo blurted out, "Then why don't you marry a hairbrush maid as a concubine?"

"There is no Scorpio Lone Star among them, this seat can't bear it." Han Shanyue's voice was still indifferent.

"..."

In other words, he just wants to harm her? Killing himself makes him feel less guilty?

This bastard has never been kind to her!

Ning Xuemo was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and brushed his hair again.

This time, a mirror was placed in front of him, and every move of Ning Xuemo behind him fell into his eyes.

From time to time he spoke and pointed at her, but in the end he couldn't bear it, so he simply went back and held her wrist to teach her step by step...

His palm was warm and dry, completely wrapping her little hand. The heat seemed to spread directly to her body along with his palm. Ning Xuemo suddenly felt a little hot, and her heart skipped a few beats.

Finally, under his hands-on teaching, she fixed his hair for him.

He looked in the mirror himself and nodded: "This time is almost done. In order to practice your craft, you will have to comb your hair for this seat every day from now on."

Ning Xuemo smiled and said nothing.

After that, there will be no more.

This time, she will choose Yi Rong to run, and she has already arranged all the escape routes.

She looked at the gourd-shaped hot spring not far away and wondered, "Is this hot spring natural?"

Han Shanyue didn't answer her question, but instead asked: "Are you going to the Tiantai with me? Or are you waiting here for a hot spring?"

Ning Xuemo was worried that he would keep pulling him and couldn't get away, so when he heard that he had a choice, of course he chose the latter one - soaking in a hot spring!