Mu Xingzhi looked at Su Qingluan. Although he hadn't said anything yet, Su Qingluan had a certain understanding of this guy, so she always felt that there was some ill-intention in this smile.
Su Qingluan's back immediately tensed up: "...Is there something wrong with what I said?"
Mu Xingzhi shook his head: "Qingluan's concerns are really reasonable, but I have my own way of dealing with them."
"what way?"
"Although I am young, I am still weak and should not be too greedy for pleasure. However, newlyweds will inevitably be unable to help themselves. The only long-term solution is to sleep on separate beds..."
Su Qingluan was stunned for a while after hearing this, and then realized what this "coping method" meant, so he couldn't help but slap the table angrily: "Hey!"
The wooden table made a muffled sound, and Su Qingluan realized how loud her slap was. But...but can you blame her? He’s not that guy Mu Xingzhi…
Su Qingluan felt that her face was warm enough to fry an egg again. She glared angrily at Mu Xingzhi opposite him who started to pick up the dishes leisurely. However, Mu Xingzhi didn't seem to notice Su Qing's gaze that seemed to be murderous. Eating breakfast leisurely.
...How can such arrogant words be spoken so nonchalantly! So this guy Mu Xingzhi’s character really is ruined! Su Qingluan was going crazy in her heart: How could she have thought that "Mu Xingzhi" had a gentle and gentle personality? This was simply not serious!
Mu Xingzhi looked at Su Qingluan, his gaze slightly upward - to be precise, he glanced at the top of Su Qingluan's hair, and teased: "Is Qingluan so angry? I am still the first to look like this 'full of anger'" This is the first time we’ve seen each other.”
bristle? Su Qingluan was stunned: Although she was a little angry, she was far from being "full of rage", right?
But thinking of what Mu Xingzhi was looking at, Su Qingluan subconsciously reached out and touched the top of her hair. Then she found that the tail of her hair, which was originally fixed with a hairpin, completely jumped out due to her poor skills. .
Although Su Qingluan's hair is soft and silky, it is not very soft in texture. Instead, it has some toughness. Therefore, the end of the hair is like an upturned feather shuttlecock exploding on the top of the head, which is worthy of the cry of "furious." "Yes.
"Hey, why did they break up so quickly? I just held it for a long time!" Su Qingluan sighed heavily in annoyance, "Why do married women have to wear a hairpin? This makes my My head hurts so much!"
Su Qingluan felt that if she had to use a hairpin to fix her hair every day from now on, sooner or later her head would be cut in half by this hairpin!
What depresses her most is that even if she gets "divorced" in the future, she will no longer be able to wear her hair in a bun on both sides like an unmarried woman. Instead, she will also have to wear hairpins, because the other meaning of hairpins is "adulthood", which also means "adulthood". That is to say, no matter whether she is married or not, as long as she is over fifteen years old, she must wear a hairpin!
At this time, Mu Xingzhi interrupted Su Qingluan's mental storm about the "gloomy future" and pointed in the direction of the back hall: "Do you remember there is a low stool under the eaves outside? Could you please Qingluan bring it over. "
Although Su Qingluan didn't know what Mu Xingzhi was going to do, she understood that his temperament would definitely not do it for no reason, so he obediently brought the low stool over.
This low stool was only half the height of Su Qingluan's calf. Su Qingluan handed it to Mu Xingzhi: "Here, bring it over."
"Put it in front of me, and sit on it with your back to me."
"What to do?" Although she had questions, Su Qingluan did as Mu Xingzhi said. When she sat down like this, she found that this position was somewhat familiar.
Immediately afterwards, the hairpin was gently pulled away from the top of her hair. Immediately, Su Qingluan felt that her scalp, which was so tight that it hurt, relaxed slightly, and her long black hair instantly flowed down like a waterfall.
"what are you up to? Su Qingluan subconsciously wanted to turn her head, but before she could complete this action, Mu Xingzhi's slender hands pulled her back to the original position with gentle but undeniable force, and she continued to face forward.
Immediately afterwards, Su Qingluan felt Mu Xingzhi's slender fingers running through her hair - just like how he helped her undo her braid last night.
Su Qingluan then realized in hindsight: Mu Xingzhi untied his braid so skillfully last night. At that time, Su Qingluan just thought it was due to his meticulous and steady character.
But if you think about it carefully, the order and method of the hair arrangement, each braid and each hair accessory that fixes the hair are different, and Mu Xingzhi was actually able to "rescue" her hair in a good order. Isn't it possible that Mu Xingzhi himself is also very proficient in "hair art"?
After all, the other party is a big boss who is proficient in the art of disguise. No one can guarantee that the big boss has never had the experience of dressing up as a man...
Su Qingluan thought back to Mu Xingzhi's real face that she had glimpsed yesterday, and couldn't help but think that this guy must be very good at cross-dressing.
In fact, Su Qingluan's premonition was very correct. After only about a quarter of an hour, Su Qingluan's hairpin was pinned into her hair again.
But it's very magical. This time, Su Qingluan's hairpin and head are separated by thick hair, and there is no longer the feeling that the scalp is being pressed in half.
Although Su Qingluan didn't have a mirror at hand, even if she just stretched out her hand and traced it with her fingers, she could still feel that her hairstyle at this moment was very neat and beautiful, much better than the hairstyle she had done casually with her hands.
It is simply the conscience of the industry!
Su Qingluan turned around and looked at Mu Xingzhi as if looking at her savior: "Boss, can you consider combing my hair every day as one of the 'rewards'?"
Mu Xingzhi smiled and said: "Combing your hair is just a piece of cake, so it's okay, but... what does 'big boss' mean?"
"It means you are very powerful. I am praising your amazing skills!" Su Qingluan touched her hair again and decided to find a place to look in the mirror quickly, but she still couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?" My craftsmanship is better than that of many women. Is it possible that you have really dressed up as a woman?"
Mu Xingzhi's smile was still so gentle: "As long as Qingluan is satisfied."
Su Qingluan pouted: Sure enough, if this guy doesn't want to talk about something, he won't say a word. Thinking of this, Su Qingluan immediately gave up the idea of questioning and went to the bedroom to look for a mirror.
Song Bo's work efficiency was amazing. Mu Xingzhi had just told him about the low couch in the morning. When Su Qingluan returned to the bedroom with Mu Xingzhi after dinner, he had already seen an extra couch in the room.
Su Qingluan walked to the low couch and sat down. It was much more stable than she imagined. She looked at Mu Xingzhi who was closing the door: "This low couch is quite nice. I'll sleep here at night. You can sleep on the bed!"
After all, this was Mu Xingzhi's home. He actually occupied the magpie's nest and drove people to sleep on this much smaller couch. It was a bit inhumane no matter how you looked at it.
Unexpectedly, Mu Xingzhi shook his head: "It can't be like this."
I can't tell, but this guy is quite a gentleman...
Just when Su Qingluan thought this, she heard Mu Xingzhi say: "This short couch is much narrower. It would not be beautiful if Qingluan rolled off the couch and fell into a stupid person."
"..." Damn you gentleman!
