Chapter Forty-Eight: You Can't Do It (5)
Yes, how natural he was. Don't think about it. It's just that although he is a prince, he is not good at extravagance and waste. If the rice that has been put into the bowl is not good, it will be returned to the rice bucket, and the rest of the rice in the rice bucket will still be eaten. That's it.
Ying Hao sat down unnaturally and began to eat.
It's just that they all eat with their heads bored, eating, and no longer talking, which makes the scene more and more embarrassing.
She was almost finished, hurriedly picked up the wine glass, and said, "I'm ready, I can drink with you." ”
He hurriedly took three or two mouthfuls of the remaining rice in the bowl into his mouth, raised his wine glass, and said, "Drink!"
After three rounds of drinking, as a result, she got drunk first. Her biggest mistake was to ask Ying Hao to eat half a bowl of rice. With the food at the bottom, Ying Hao can still drink two more pots. And no matter how much she eats, that's it.
"I've drunk too much and I'm sleepy. I'm going to bed. I can't lift you...... You...... You sleep on the table. ”
She knew she was drunk, and when she was drunk, she was really unkind to him, and she told him to sleep at the table so bluntly, and she had already rolled into the bed by herself. It's still the sleeping position where the two of them occupy the position, and they don't leave him a place at all. It's that she said that she couldn't lift him, and he was worth remembering. He wasn't stupid, and he immediately thought of it, a dead girl! It was planned early in the morning to get him drunk, and then leave him to sleep on the table, so she could sleep in her own bed!
Ying Hao's heart suddenly became angry, squinting his eyes and standing fiercely at the head of the bed, staring at her who was already asleep and snoring. stared and stared, but the gaze in his eyes gradually softened.
"Poof!hahahaha......" He laughed heartily as he watched her snore, her cheeks were particularly rosy because of her drunkenness, and she looked like a piglet.
He just liked the way she looked when she was drunk. is the only one who dares to really forget their identities after being drunk, as if she didn't understand them when she was a child, and naively indistinguishes between you and me with him, as for going too far, it's too big or too small. With this freedom, he had no choice but to endure it. He endured it without any hardship.
Seeing a strand of hair sliding down from her forehead to the tip of her nose, maybe itching her, she didn't bother to raise her hand, she just pouted and blew hard, trying to blow the strand away. He must have been drunk to think that this little pig was very cute. He couldn't help but reach out to help.
"Ahh He didn't mean to pull off a strand of her hair. Not one or two, but such a big strand of hair was pulled off by him, how much it hurt? He was in a hurry when he held this strand of hair, and it would be nice if he could take her back. Ying Hao really took the strand of hair and tried it.
grabbed the strand of hair on her forehead with one hand, and spliced it up haphazardly with the other. As a result, when he raised his hand again, there was more hair on his hand. Look down again, good fellow! The hair on her forehead is going to be bald by him! Is this still worth it? A woman's hair is more important than her life. When she woke up and found that her hair had been pulled out so much by him, she didn't fight with him?
At this moment, Ying Hao silently took two steps back, and the idea of leaving here quickly and Ming'er pretended not to be him did it. But as soon as he turned around, he felt that there was something he didn't dare to admit about what he had done. The hair in her hand was left for her, maybe she was so smart that she could find a way to get it back.
At this time, he suddenly felt that there was something strange about the hair in his hand. Looking closely, he stretched out two fingers and picked out a somewhat abrupt strand from the hair. This hair is very thick and soft compared to the others, very black and black, but there is no light at all. This hair...... Where is this hair? It's clearly a black embroidered rope!
Ying Hao's eyes narrowed, he looked at the hair in his hand more carefully, and picked out more black ropes, and even one was tied to the tip of a strand of hair. There were also two shorter strands of hair attached to it, which were tied together by the black rope and the strand of hair underneath. These two shorter hairs can be seen further up to see the roots like small sesame seeds. He had just been dragged off her scalp.
If you look more closely, the ends of the hair in his hands are very neat, and there are no roots, not so much that he pulled them off from the middle, but more like they were cut off with scissors. Isn't?
He squinted and looked down to take a closer look at the shredded hair on her forehead. There was some chaos, so he reached out to help her tidy up. There were also some of different lengths, and sure enough, there were black threads tied to them, and he brushed them off with a little force. Not only his forehead, but also the hair on the sides of his cheeks! It looked so neat again, with the forehead just above her eyebrows, and the sides of her cheeks just long enough to cover her jaw. Not to mention, with these hairs, it seems that her face is a little smaller, but it looks a lot better. The hair on her forehead and sides of her cheeks was clearly trimmed like this by herself, right?
But this is unreasonable, she is everyone's young lady, not a maid, and she can't cut off the hair on her forehead. So, I think these hairs must have been cut off when she had just regained her senses. In order to be able to make his own big face, the plate looks smaller and better. After cutting it short, he immediately knew that this would not work, so he thought of such a way to tie the hair back so that no one would find out. No wonder she combs her hair every day to look so ugly. Just to tie the broken hair together with the longer hair at the back to make sure it doesn't fall out. Hey!
"Haha!hahaha!" As soon as he figured out the cause and effect, Ying Hao grabbed the broken hair in his hand and laughed speechlessly. It's a shame that she can figure it out. She's been married to him for almost a month, and she hasn't let him find out.
It's not just her, but the two maids in her house are also good! Her hair is not easy to comb, and those two maids help her take care of it. Is...... Is......
"Haha!ha...... knowing that he had been being hidden by the three of them, Ying Hao couldn't get angry for a while, but he just felt very funny, and he couldn't stop laughing.
"Chen Zhen'er, Chen Zhen'er......! I was pleasantly surprised. Then I looked at her face, which was much smaller and much better looking after her hair modification. Ying Hao walked to the window, opened the window suddenly, and threw all the broken hair in his hand out of the window. When a gust of wind blew, he was refreshed, and the wine was completely awake, and he didn't know where the hair had gone.
That's it. The hair is already broken, so why bother to fake it again. In order to cheat, I have to comb it into such an ugly hairstyle every day, not to mention, pulling at my brain, it hurts to look at it. She still looks good with such a hairstyle. Behind closed doors, he didn't pursue it, and no one would come to investigate her for breaking her hair.
Look at the sky, look at her taking up the bed, he can go back to his room and take a nap now. So he went to the dresser, took out the contents of his breast pocket, and put them on. After thinking about it, he wrote another note and left it on her dresser. Then he quietly pushed the door open, and gently closed it for her.