Chapter 1209: It's so stressful

"With Yu'er's temperament, is there anything else you don't dare?"

His voice, chasing behind Xiao Yu, continued to ask lazily. Please search (product % book ¥¥ net)! The fastest update

"Not necessarily." Xiao Yu replied without replying: "In this girl's life, there are actually a lot of things that she doesn't dare. Don't dare to be evil, dare not violate chivalry, dare not accept other people's deposits, promise others to repay the debts in the end, dare not be vicious, dare not belittle the dignity of others at will, and so on and so forth, there are still many others. Now, this girl has added a new one to her dare. ”

"Oh, what doesn't Yu'er dare to do now?" Getting up slowly, Prince Nangong asked leisurely.

Glancing back at the prince of Nangong with a bright red collar and long hair, he felt the peerless elegance of the people's natural demonic nature, I don't know why, Xiao Yu's little heart still quietly changed the original rhythm law, and twitched a few times:

"Well, the most daring thing for this girl now is to be alone with you, the prince. I always feel so stressed, why? ”

In order to match such exaggerated statements, Xiao Yu also made a particularly exaggerated expression by the way.

"Hmm, my family's Yu'er, so naughty!"

Nangong Ping didn't think it was a pestle, but smiled very happily:

"Yu'er is under so much pressure, why hasn't this king never noticed it? Is this king so careless? What a fight! It's just that yesterday, Yu'er fell asleep, and this king carried you back from the carpet in the study. After walking so far, the king didn't feel tired, didn't feel the pressure, and felt that Yu'er was as light as a swallow and said. Why, Yu'er didn't even need to walk in person, where does this pressure start? ”

Uh-huh, yes, I didn't even need to walk to get here, where is the pressure?

I can't say that my pressure comes from the super high appearance of the prince around me, right?

Or is it directly from the all-pervasive and unusual concern of others?

Those words that are too idle to make trouble, Rao is Xiao Yu is used to playing tricks and is very thick-skinned, and he really can't say it.

After thinking about it again and again, Xiao Yu still closed his mouth very obediently, showing a kind of silence that gave up arguing.

regained the right to speak, and the prince of Nangong did not continue to pursue the victory, but just said in a gentle tone:

"Well, my Yu'er just got up, this long hair is so messy, it just so happens that this king is fine, come here, this king will comb for you."

Pulling the ends of his long hair that was scattered, Xiao Yu couldn't help but feel messy in the wind again:

Oh my!

He actually said that he would help him comb his hair!

You can actually say and do such an intimate thing?!

Is it too much?

With a shallow sigh, Xiao Yu still walked to the front of the makeup mirror, sat down silently, took the tooth comb, and began to comb his cloud-like hair by himself.

A fair-skinned and slender hand reached over, grabbed the off-white tooth comb in her hand without saying anything, and continued to comb it softly.

His combing movements were gentle and moderate, and Xiao Yu's long, somewhat messy hair was in his hands, and it was as smooth and shiny as a soft silk satin.