Because your eyes are closed, the other senses of your body are particularly sharp.
The wooden comb glides across her hair gently, without any discomfort. The dry and warm hands hold her long hair, combing it again and again, with great patience.
Ye Zhenzhen secretly opened her eyes, and Cui Weizhen's face was reflected in the hazy bronze mirror. The always cold facial lines were coated with gentle tones, and her eyes were focused and tender, imprinted in her heart like a brilliant firework.
At this moment, she felt that she was the apple of his eye.
Soon, she no longer cared about sensationalism. Cui Weizhen, who was very comfortable in combing her hair, finally made a mistake when she started to tie her temples——
Even though he usually ties his hair by himself, which is barely better than other young masters who are not diligent and only wait for servants to serve him, it is only a matter of difficulty in tying his hair. After years of habit, it is not that difficult at all.
But it's different when it comes to women's buns. Even a hands-on expert like Ye Zhenzhen can't handle ancient women's buns, let alone a grown man like Cui Weizhen.
I saw Cui Weizhen in the bronze mirror, clumsy like a clockwork robot, stiffly and awkwardly combing his thick long hair, and then stacking it into some weird shape.
Ye Zhenzhen: "..."
She stared straight at the lump on her head. Due to some obsessive-compulsive disorder, she couldn't see any frizzy hair. It was smooth and shiny, glowing under the soft light of the morning.
Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, I call you lazy sheep, do you dare to answer?
Ye Zhenzhen didn't speak for a long time, just staring at the mirror, her calm face was as cracked as the dry earth, and she seemed to be able to see the collapse and despair in her eyes - yes, Cui Weizhen could see it.
He was worried for a moment, coughed slightly uncomfortably, and asked calmly, "I think this hairstyle is pretty good, what do you think?"
Ye Zhenzhen turned back and looked at him sadly, "May I ask Cui Zhuangyuan, what is the meaning of this hairstyle?"
Cui Weizhen said seriously, "This is a spiritual treasure bun. It is sensitive to the heart, a treasure in the world, and it solidifies what I love."
Ye Zhenzhen: "..."
I believe you, you big-headed ghost!
It was obviously a combination of the failed Spirit Snake Bun and Yuanbao Bun, but in the end he became Lazy Sheep's daddy, and actually gave her a Lingbao Bun. Isn't this person fake?
In order to fool people, he even opens his mouth to say sweet words that he usually hesitates to say. Where is his moral integrity?
Is she the kind of person who is so lustful that she loses her wits?
At this time, Ye Zhenzhen completely forgot about her ambition of "playing with the princes in a beacon fire", and now acted like a selfless and upright empress who did not admire men. She said solemnly, "Show affection and love will break up quickly, you treat me
I already know what you are thinking, so there is no need to announce it to the world. Let’s keep a low profile and change our hairstyle. Or, it’s okay to let Yuxiu come in and do it for you.”
She doesn't want to go to a party with a fairy daddy on her back!
Still want face!
Looking at someone who barely showed his disdain on his face, Cui Weizhen twitched the corner of his mouth. He really couldn't bear to have his hard work be wasted, so he argued with a desperate struggle, "I think it looks pretty good."
Ye Zhenzhen stared at him, trying to find any trace of disobedience on his face. As a result, she was very disappointed to find that what he said was true.
——What kind of straight male aesthetic is this?
Didn't you find anything wrong with his aesthetics before? The jewelry and clothing designs that were highly sought after by women in the capital were not fake. What made his aesthetics become so crazy?
Is it because of love?
Because she loves Wujiwu, you think she looks good even with a lump of cake on her head?
Thinking of this possibility, Ye Zhenzhen not only did not feel honored, but shuddered, looked at the man in front of her with incomprehensible eyes, and said with difficulty, "I think my hairstyle can be saved a little more, you
