Chapter 659: Dressing Up for You

Murong Shuo looked at Xiao Gong and didn't mind, and even just worried about whether he would comb his hair, he was a little helpless. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but also know that in her world, hair should not mean much to women.

Here, a woman's hair can only be touched by her husband. The husband combs his hair, or even pulls his hair, which is a symbol of the love of the husband and wife. But he didn't expect that his mind turned out to be "playing the piano to the cow".

Xiao Gong sat calmly in front of the mirror, waiting for Murong Shuo to do it without any thoughts. It was Murong Shuo himself, because he touched Xiao Gong's hair, his mind trembled, and he almost ran away. If Xiao Gong hadn't handed him the comb, he would have been cold on the spot.

Murong Shuo took the comb and regained his composure, and then began to help Xiao Gong comb his hair first. Gentle movements, one after another, not slow, very comfortable. Xiao Gong felt this action, and his heart also rose and fell one by one, itching and trembling. There's no way to focus attention in one place.

Murong Shuo saw her reaction, and then he smiled with satisfaction. It can't always be that he can't control it alone. It seems that he is doing well. Looking at Xiao Gong like this, Murong Shuo suddenly felt a "sense of achievement" that he had never experienced. It turns out that being liked by people you like is your greatest achievement.

Murong Shuo seems to be combed slower and slower, but a ponytail is not difficult at all, even if it is delayed, it will be combed quickly. The red headband was wrapped around and around until it was tied in a knot and left two long sections fluttering down. Not only sticking to the hair, but also blowing with the wind, it is really dignified and solemn and fluttering.

Xiao Gong was immersed in the itch until a cool wind blew in her ears, which made her wake up with a shiver. When I looked at the person in the mirror in front of me, the crimson cheeks and the bright red headband reflected each other, and the black and thick hair was tied into a ponytail and fell behind the head, and the look was flying.

Who said that the gorgeous hairstyle is the most dignified, who said that the complicated dance clothes are the most luxurious, and who said that the gorgeous and complicated are the most dazzling? Simplicity is the low-key luxury, the model of generosity, and the eye-catching that stands out from the crowd. Simple, pure, pure, two in life, two in three, three in everything.

When it comes to dance costumes, small gongs are worn a lot. Ethnic, modern, jazzy, conservative, sexy, cute, she can digest almost everything. Hair styles and makeup also change with different clothing styles. She is not good at makeup and hairdressing, so she has to go to a shop that specializes in makeup every time and ask a hairstylist and makeup artist to help.

But now, Xiao Gong looked at himself in the mirror, and suddenly felt that his previous self was pursuing too complicated, too gaudy, and too sacrificing. Maybe it's because the environment is different, and everyone's aesthetics are different. But now, at this moment, here, Xiaogong's favorite thing is his current self.

"It's beautiful. Xiao Gong couldn't help but say.

"Yes, it's beautiful. Murong Shuo turned around and sat in front of the mirror, looked directly at Xiao Gong and smiled.

Xiao Gong's face turned red again, and he raised his head and admitted without pretentiousness: "Your vision is indeed not bad, I like it very much." I like it very much!" Xiao Gong probably felt that one like was not enough, and added several more.

"It's good to like it. This dress is something that only you can wear. Others, can't wear your taste. Murong Shuo said truthfully.

"My taste, what do I smell like?" asked Xiao Gong suddenly curious. She actually wanted to know what kind of person she was.

It's not like she hasn't thought about this before. She's quite introspective. It's just that, every time, she comes to a different conclusion. It's like there are many of her in one body, much the same. But which one is the real self, this is the question that Xiaogong has been struggling with. Since Murong Shuo knows people clearly, it is better to ask his opinion.

"Well, of course, you have to taste it to be clear. Murong Shuo knew that Xiao Gong was not asking this, but he didn't think that he could answer her question now, so he deliberately approached her jokingly.

Xiao Gong saw that Murong Shuo suddenly leaned over and said something like that, thinking that he really wanted to "taste" her, so he was frightened and stepped back directly. But she was sitting on a stool, not a chair, and there was nothing behind her to hold her. If the whole person loses his center of gravity, he will be planted backwards. If Murong Shuo hadn't grabbed her and pulled her directly into his arms, she wouldn't have been able to run away from this fall.

Before she could regain her composure, her heart skipped a beat when she was frightened by the breath that Murong Shuo pounced on her face, and she was busy trying to push him away. However, it was too late for her to react. But I heard Murong Shuo say with a smile: "How many times are you going to pounce on me this day? If I can set it once or twice, it doesn't mean that I can hold back the third time!"

"What do you say......." Xiao Gong seemed to have lightning in his head, and suddenly realized that something was wrong. But her head had been lifted by Murong Shuo, and as soon as her lips were hot, her whole body lost her spirit and softened.

In a trance, she seemed to hear Murong Shuo's voice ringing in her ears: "Please don't forget again." ”

She felt that there seemed to be something wrong with what he said, but she wanted to ask, but she lost her strength and her vision seemed to be blurred. But it's not enough to fall asleep. It's just that she was so dazed that she couldn't think about the deep meaning of his words.

Murong Shuo didn't want Xiao Gong to forget what happened today, so he still controlled himself. But when he let go of the gong, she was on the verge of falling asleep. He hugged her and begged in her ear. After that, he carried her to the couch and rested.

The little gong that has been nervous for a day is sticking to the bed. Murong Shuo thought that she had fallen asleep after all. I was disappointed and sad for a while. However, of course, Xiao Gong slept full, and when he avoided Murong Shuo, he realized that she had not forgotten. That's when I was happy again. The first time I laughed like a child getting candy, I kept looking at the little gong.

In the afternoon, of course, the crown prince went to the court to report on the government affairs during this time. In the evening, the prince returned home, and everyone was relieved to prepare for tomorrow's affairs. As long as the two princes don't make trouble today, tomorrow will be nine out of ten. Of course, the crown prince will be able to come back with peace of mind, and of course he will apologize to Murong Shuo.

In the evening, the prince returned home, and of course the princess had to wash the dust for the prince. I was tired for so long, and the banquet was just a family banquet, and I only invited a few friends to eat together. Wei Yang was also among them, not to mention Murong Shuo and Qiao Zhihan.

Xiao Gong had also changed out of his dance clothes and came over in the clothes he usually wears. But around the neck, there is an extra silk scarf. Hot sweat, but just don't see her take it down. When others asked, Murong Shuo replied for her that it was a surprise for tomorrow. (To be continued.) )