Mermaid Jiao Fei wants to hug

Chapter 213 Is My Hair Too Disobedient?
Chu Simogao's face was cold and serious.

That way, there is quite a sense of seriousness in going to battle to kill the enemy.

It's just that he, who can command thousands of troops, is a little unable to command a few strands of hair under his hands.

These stubborn and mischievous strands of hair slipped away and fell apart between his fingers repeatedly, and that bun seemed to be unable to form any shape.

On the other hand, he has perfectionist obsessive-compulsive disorder, how can he bear her head being tidy and messy at the same time.

With a serious and handsome face, he seemed to be confronting her hair.

Zhuifeng inexplicably felt a strange tranquility inside, and the soul of gossip was inexplicably ignited, and he turned his head to take a peek without fear of death.

then……

A little dumbfounded.

What is the prince doing?
Picking lice for Miss Xia?

Otherwise, why does Mao seem to be bumping up against a girl's hair?

It was time for dinner, Ji Xiang came over to respectfully invite the prince to have a meal, and then saw chasing wind and thunder peeking at the door.

This guy, spying on his master, is going to die.

Unfortunately, I couldn't restrain the gossip spirit in my body, so I stretched out my head to take a look.

Instantly struck by lightning.

The same question as Zhuifeng came to my mind.

Miss Xia San is amazing, she can actually let their majestic princes catch lice with their own hands, my God!

So fantastic! !

The foolish two just leaned together to watch and watch.

Inside, Xia Lanxi said that it was a bit hard work to be a wooden figure, so she coughed and said, "Well, Xiao Si, how are you doing, are you done?"

"Well, that's good."

He managed to tie up her hair with great difficulty, and he was only one step away from tying it with a rope.

Silently heaving a sigh of relief, he pulled out the red rope in the palm of his hand and began to tie up the curled up hair. He didn't want to use too much force at the last moment, and the red rope under his hand suddenly broke.

Half of the strands of hair poured down again in an instant.

Chu Simo held the broken red rope with his big hands, his face turned ugly for a moment.

Who made this up, it would break if you pulled it, the quality is too bad.

The person who weaves the red rope should be severely punished.

(The old lady weaving the red rope on the street corner trembled. The red rope she wove could not withstand the test of the prince. She made a big mistake.)
Xia Lanxi felt her hair fall down again, and raised her head, "Xiao Si, is it because my hair is too disobedient?"

After all, she also thinks it is very difficult to get curly hair.

"Well, a little bit, so naughty that the rope collapsed." Chu Simo said very calmly.

Chasing wind and auspiciousness with petrified heads sticking out outside: "..."

It turns out that the prince is tying up Miss Xia's hair!

So, Wang Ye Wan failed to send the hair, and then threw the blame on the hair?
Well, that's right, Miss Xia's hair is really naughty.

"Ahem, that, my lord, it's time to eat."

Jixiang interrupted the embarrassment inside very strikingly.

"It's great to be able to eat. I'm almost starved to death after a busy day. Uncle Jixiang, what delicious dishes have you prepared today!"

Xia Lanxi immediately shifted her attention to food.

"Today, I have prepared lamb chops with salt and pepper, stewed pork trotters with peanuts, radish balls, cold beef, etc. Girls, go and see."

"Okay, okay, it's all my favorite food, Xiao Si, let's go, let's go eat." Xia Lanxi jumped up, and grabbed his big hand with her small hand.

Chu Simo clasped her little hand in his palm with a backhand.

Looking at her small head, one side is a neat bun and the other is messy hair, the brow bone still couldn't help but twitch.

"Let Caisang come over." He frowned and ordered in a low voice.

"Yes."

Jixiang agreed, and hurriedly ordered people to pass on the mulberry picking.

(End of this chapter)