"I don't mean to say that Shizi was not a human before, just that he used to be like a flawless golden statue in the past, but now he has popularity."

"People who are in love are like that." Qu Feng gave him a corner of his eye, finally spoke, and replied coldly.

Qu Yan's eyes were even more strange, and he said suspiciously: "Have you ever been in love?" ”

It's a pity that after Qu Feng said this, he didn't answer again, leaving Qu Yan to secretly wonder: When did this cold subordinate hide from him and secretly fall in love? Yes and which?

Ming Yulong tidied himself up and turned his head to look at Rong Yi.

His clothes are excellent, and there is not a trace of wrinkles after encountering water, standing by the spring, his wide sleeved robe flutters with purple snow, but his hair is the same as hers, a little messy.

I thought that Rong Yi would tie it himself, but unexpectedly, he slowly raised his hand to take off the hosta, and the green silk like ink fell down with the arm he put down, Rong Yi smiled at her and said:

"Tie my hair."

Ming Yulong glanced at his long brocade-like hair falling down, draped behind him like a waterfall, such a shiny brilliance, she couldn't help but walk over and take over this task,

"I've never helped anyone tie their hair, if it's not good, you can't dislike it."

Ming Yulong gave Rong Yi a vaccination first, she was not very confident in her skills.

"It doesn't matter, as long as it's you, it's fine." Rong Yi's voice came from the front, and she sat on a low rock by the spring so that she could better comb her hair.

Ming Yulong pursed his lips, it was really unprincipled.

What do you mean by whatever? Get a kill Matt for you, and you're not going to be good.

Changing Rong Yi's face to a hairstyle that killed Matt in his mind, Ming Yulong was blinded by his own imagination-

Sure enough, it doesn't matter what hairstyle you have, what matters is whether your face is handsome or not.

This kind of 360-degree face with no dead ends at all is handsome even if it is bald.

Hearing her snickering above her head, the corners of Rong Yi's mouth were unrecognizable, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Ming Yulong couldn't help but smile: "Laugh, your hair is very good, soft as brocade, I have to think about what kind of unique hair I want to tie you." ”

Without a comb, only her fingers could replace the object.

The fingertips shuttled between the ink-colored hair, the soft fingertips occasionally rubbed from the scalp, Rong Yi's already hooked lips were bent even higher, and the beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed comfortably.

His hair doesn't need to be combed to be smooth, just divide it into two layers, tie it up in a circle, and fix it with a hosta on top of his head.

After she got it done, she turned to the front and took three steps back, looked left and right, and then walked over and smoothed the slightly messy hair on her shoulders, and saw the green silk falling down along the beautiful shoulder line, and then clapped her hands with satisfaction.

"Alright. Go to the water's edge and take a picture. ”

"No need, Long'er's hair must be beautiful." Rong Yi held her hand.

Ming Yulong pushed him and looked at him with an expression of "don't talk nonsense if you don't understand",

"Of course I'm beautiful. Let you take a picture is to let you appreciate my craftsmanship, this is the first time I have helped someone tie their hair, how can you not appreciate it? ”

Rong Yi stood at the water's edge very happily, looked at it seriously, and sighed:

"I can't tell it's the first time I've tied my hair."

Look at people who can speak, and they don't boast about the most beautiful hairstyles in the world, which makes people even happier when they hear it.