The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 442: If This Guy Dare To Fart In Her Face

Sitting in front of the mirror, He Anjia looked at herself in the mirror. She never dared to think that one day, she would willingly remove her dreadlocks, and... it would be for someone she cared about.

Originally, he had to remove a braid, which made Chong Yan inexplicably nervous. He licked his lower lip, raised his hands, and didn't dare to make a move for a long while.

He Anjia looked at Chong Yan from the mirror, and asked, "Why don't you do anything?"

Chong Yan dawdled: "I...I..."

He just felt that dreadlocks were very important to He Anjia, and she must have made a lot of determination to make such a request to him.

He Anjia handed himself over to him so reassuringly, and he must work hard to live up to her.

But He Anjia didn't take him seriously, she narrowed her eyes: "You don't think my braids are dirty, do you?"

Repeat his injustice!
He Anjia said shyly and annoyed: "I told you to take it apart, because I won't tie it up in the future. I wash my hair very frequently, and it doesn't get oily or dandruff."

Chong Yan paused for a moment, and finally dared to make a move.

Chunk by strand, Chong Yan slowly removed it, afraid of hurting her.

He Anjia also waited patiently, staring at Zhong Yan in the mirror intently, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

After nearly an hour, Chongyan finished removing He Anjia's last dreadlocks.

He Anjia looked at herself in the glasses, "I'm going to the yard to wash my hair."

For the cold water she used, Chongyan took a dry towel in his hand, and asked the maid for a large bucket of hot water, and quietly poured it into the wooden basin where He Anjia washed his hair.

Sensing the water temperature rising little by little, He Anjia closed his eyes and asked, "Chong Yan, is that you?"

Zhongyan squatted beside her, and said "um" while adding water.

He Anjia smiled.

After washing his hair, He Anjia wrapped his hair and went back to the room with Chong Yan.

Chong Yan took off his shoes, and He Anjia sat on the edge of the bed after wiping her hair clean.

Chongyan's eyes froze for a moment, this was the first time he saw He Anjia remove the dreadlocks...

He Anjia brushed her thick and black hair, ready to climb into the bed.

It's been like this these days, she sleeps inside and Reyan sleeps outside.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

He Anjia subconsciously touched something on his face: "Is there something on my face?"

Seeing that Zhong Yan didn't speak, He Anjia felt uneasy and decided to go down to the ground to look in the mirror.

"No."

After he finished speaking, the roots of his ears turned red, and he lowered his head, not daring to look directly into He Anjia's eyes.

He Anjia didn't notice Chongyan's reddened ears, and leaned closer to ask: "Then why don't you even look at me?"

Chongyan wouldn't say it was because He Anjia was so beautiful after removing the dreadlocks, so beautiful that he felt that it was too bad for He Anjia's flower to be inserted on his pile of cow dung...

"Why are your ears so red?"

He Anjia touched the tip of his ear with the back of his hand, and Chong Yan jumped up as if he had been greatly stimulated.

No, no, he's really not used to He Anjia becoming so gentle all of a sudden.

Zhong Yan thought about it anxiously, and finally thought of a way to make himself feel at ease. He pouted at He Anjia without warning.

He Anjia frowned: "???"

If Chong Yan dares to fart in her face, he will die!
Chong Yan bit the hem of his jacket: "He Anjia, you should beat me up, you're like a different person, I'm not at ease."

　Hahahahaha
　　
　
(End of this chapter)