Chapter 403
Xiao Shuaishuai gestured on Yuelao's head with a knife to see where to strike.

Yue Lao was very reluctant, he wanted to escape.

Yang Qingqing looked at him, and warned in a cold voice: "Yuelao, do you want me to do it myself?"

Yuelao immediately became obedient and didn't dare to move, and asked the little milk boy to shave him.

The little fleshy hand on the top of the head pressed his head, and said in a childish voice: "Old uncle, you can lower your head a little bit, it's too high for a handsome hand and it hurts."

Yuelao really wanted to say: Tell your mother not to shave if your hands are sore.

But he didn't dare to say that even if he was killed. He only hoped that the mother and son would leave soon.

He listened aggrievedly to the little milk baby's words, sat on the ground with his head lowered, and felt much older all of a sudden.

Xiao Shuai Shuai took a knife to shave him. Xiao Shuai Shuai was very serious and careful, so that Old Yue didn't scratch his head very much, so he accidentally scratched and bleed everywhere.

After all, he is about the same as a two-year-old child. The shaved one is uneven, short and short, long and long, just like the untreated hair on the pig, extremely ugly.

But Xiao Shuai Shuai admired his own work quite a lot, he ran to Yang Qingqing's side frantically, "Mother, mother, show the old uncle a mirror, the handsome shave looks good. "

Yang Qingqing looked at Xiao Shuai Shuai dotingly, I really don't know how his aesthetics are developed, he can't go out to meet people at all, okay?

He took out a small mirror from the interspatial ring, Xiao Shuaishuai held the small mirror with both hands, blocked the knife on it, and walked towards Yue Lao in a desperate manner.

"Old man, let me take a look in the mirror!" Xiao Shuaishuai was so excited that when he was about to reach Yuelao, his hand holding the mirror tilted slightly, and the knife on the mirror slid towards Yuelao, and stuck it in Yuelao. On the old thigh, the white shirt was red.

"Ah—" Yuelao cried out in pain.

Xiao Shuai Shuai ran over quickly, with his head hanging down and a little self-blame: "I'm sorry, old man, Shuai Shuai didn't do it on purpose!"

Yuelao looked at such a cute child and apologized so sincerely. He had nothing to blame. He endured the pain in his thigh and smiled: "My child, Uncle is fine!"

"Shuaishai, pull it out for you!" Xiao Shuaishuai stretched out his hand to help Yuelao pull out the knife.

"Don't pull..."

Before Yue Lao finished speaking, Xiao Shuai Shuai quickly pulled out the knife from his thigh.

"Hiss~" Yuelao gasped in pain, and a lot of blood flowed out again.

"Oh~" Xiao Shuai Shuai was puzzled, why didn't he let him pull it out.

Seeing that the old man's blood flowed out a lot, he understood, so he obediently put the knife back.

The pained Yuelao gasped again, and he waved his hands again and again, not daring to speak anymore.

Xiao Shuai Shuai saw that the blood had increased again, he frowned and wondered: "Old man, you have lost a lot of blood, don't you really want Shuai Shuai to help you pull out the knife?"

Yue Lao really couldn't bear to blame this innocent little eyes, but he really hurts so much, he's an old bone, and he still has to suffer this kind of torture.

He forced a smile, looking like he couldn't laugh or cry, and there were tears in his smile: "No, uncle doesn't hurt."

"Oh~ old man is really strange, but Shuai Shuai doesn't have a knife, so he can't shave your beard. It's not hygienic when you eat with food on your beard. What if you get sick?" Thinking about whether the knife can be pulled out or not?

Yuelao looked at the innocent little Naiwa, endured the pain and smiled: "Uncle is fine, Uncle will shave himself in a while!"

(End of this chapter)

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