Even so, Xiao Yu's mood still seemed a little low.

"What's wrong?" Leaning over to look at Xiao Yu's sad face in the bronze mirror, the prince of Nangong still asked thoughtfully: "Isn't it, the strength used by this king to comb his hair is greater, and he has pulled your hair?" Does it hurt? ”

looked at the male beauty flower reflected in the mirror a little blankly, the corners of Xiao Yu's lips showed a slight mocking smile:

"Yu'er is actually just thinking, just like this, Yu'er can get such favor and preferential treatment from the prince, I'm afraid that I will envy those Nangong fans outside. However, Yu'er thinks that Yu'er is not good enough to make people like the prince blue-eyed. I don't know why, Yu'er still wants to ask a very ugly sentence: The prince suddenly treats Yu'er so well, what are the plans for this in private? ”

"What do you think the king should have planned?" Nangong Ping calmly coped with it without changing his expression, and by the way, he helped Xiao Yu pull a fashionable high bun with his hands and feet:

"Yu'er, in fact, after walking all the way for so long, you still haven't been able to accept this king completely. You tell this king, what are you afraid of this king in your little head? ”

What are you afraid of?

Xiao Yu raised his head a little dazedly, and looked at the face of the prince of Nangong who was leaning on his shoulder in the big bronze mirror in front of him.

Maybe it's because he hasn't had time to retouch when he got up just now, but at this moment, he has deep eyebrows and deep eyes, his skin is as white as jade, and he has a lazy and casual look in the hope of Shenfei.

But even so, it is still so glamorous that it can make people all over the world break their hearts.

A little weak-hearted hurriedly looked away, Xiao Yu pretended to be relaxed and replied:

"What else can you be afraid of? It's just because such a dream is so beautiful, I'm always afraid that as soon as I wake up, it will disappear! ”

"Afraid of this? A little fool. Holding the jade comb in his hand and tapping it on Xiao Yu's head, Nangong Wang Ye said with a smile:

"Yu'er can doubt everything else she sees in her eyes, but she can't doubt the king's heart for Yu'er. What do you want this king to say, you guy, are you willing to believe and understand?! Alas. Okay, Yu'er, your hair has been combed, and you won't be so ruthless after all, why don't you get up and help this king comb it? In that case, this king will be very sad and disappointed. ”

"Do you want to comb the prince's hair?" Xiao Yu said with some hesitation:

"Actually, it's not that Yu'er is unwilling, it's just that Yu'er is clumsy, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to pull the kind of bun that the prince usually likes."

"It doesn't matter what you want, just comb it neatly."

Sitting down quietly, Nangong Prince replied lightly.

Holding the jade comb, Xiao Yu squinted his eyes in embarrassment, staring at the thick black hair of the Nangong prince in front of him.

His hair was abundant, extremely dense, and shimmered in the bright light and shadow, with a dark and oily sheen.

Probably because he had just washed it yesterday, his hair was very soft and smooth, and after a few combs, it had already become smooth and neat like a bundle of raw silk.

Xiao Yu couldn't help but quietly start worrying again:

This comb is neat and tidy, but how can he put on a bun for him like him? That's not going to be easy.