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Chapter 172: Straighter than modern ion irons

"Oh, what a little fool! I'll do it myself!" Feng Qianyu couldn't stand her clumsiness anymore and snapped the jade belt on.

Long Fuyue's face turned red: "Humph, I have to ask others to do what I can do. I don't call myself lazy, but I call others stupid. That's right!"

She secretly cursed in her heart, but seeing that his face that was always smiling was now as stretched as a big ice cube, she didn't dare to say it out loud.

"Go and get a basin of water to cleanse my face." Feng Qianyu pointed to the basin in front of her.

"Yes!" Long Fuyue showed rare cooperation, picked up the basin and walked out.[

Hey, why did this girl become so good all of a sudden? Did she think of some new tricks for herself?

Feng Qianyu frowned slightly, with a wry smile on his lips. He could never figure out what was going on in her little head about this girl. But he was damn attracted to her and rejected by her, which made him very annoyed, but

When facing other women, he completely lost interest in doing that kind of thing.

The water came quickly. He leaned over and washed a few handfuls. Long Fuyue twisted a warm towel and wiped it for him. Looking at his satin-like black hair, she also

Not knowing what was going on in his mind, he blurted out: "Shall I take care of your hair?"

Feng Qianyu was stunned for a moment. His hair was usually taken care of by a specialized combing master. However, since Long Fuyue volunteered this time, there was no need for him to object. He nodded: "Okay."

His hair was as smooth as fine brocade, which made Long Fuyue envious. It was smoother and straighter than a modern plasma perm. I wonder how this guy maintained it.

When Long Fuyue was in modern times, she loved to play with other people's hair. She would often help her colleagues do it when they had nothing to do, and she would create new styles that were even more fashionable than what the hairdressers in the salon did.

Alas, I can’t go back now. I wonder who is taking care of my colleagues’ hair and whether they will miss her...

She felt a little lost in thought. Her hands were not idle. She pulled up Feng Qianyu's hair, twisted it around her head in a rotating manner, and then fixed it with a sapphire hairpin.
Chapter completed!
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