After Fu Zhao went out, Liang Jingsheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After all, he is a strange man who has not met a few times, and he has no side relationship, staying with him makes Liang Jingsheng very uncomfortable, even if he will come back after a while, he can relax for a while.

Fu Zhao stood not far from the door of the room with the tray for a while, and a quarter of an hour passed, and the door was still closed. When he came to his senses, he quickly turned and went downstairs.

Fu Zhao came back with Dong Wenye, the weather was quite hot, Dong Wenye's face was flushed, and the sideburns on his forehead were all traces of sweat, while complaining about the heat, he wiped the sweat on his neck, and the spare hand put the burden on the table.

Fu Zhao put the tray back on the table. In fact, after such a while, Liang Jingsheng is no longer very hungry, and she now wants to get out of the city quickly and get out as soon as possible. But 'Dr. Liang' deliberately ran this time, she was a little embarrassed, so she had to pretend to reach out and touch the edge of the bowl, I wanted to excuse that it was a little hot, first change my clothes and then eat, and then change my clothes and then fool the meal over, but to her surprise, the edge of the bowl was not hot, just warm.

Lifting the lid of the bowl, Liang Jingsheng's eyes widened, and he glanced at 'Little Doctor Liang' with some suspicion.

Fu Zhao understood the meaning of the inquiry in her eyes, and only replied: "When I went down just now, it happened that this porridge had just come out of the pot and cooled in the well water for a while, so it should not be hot." Liang Jingsheng just nodded when he heard this, since he bought it again, and he deliberately dried it, if he didn't eat it, it would be a waste of two breakfasts.

Seeing Liang Jingsheng start to eat with his head down, Dong Wenye glanced at Fu Zhao with slightly complaining eyes. In order to save time, he ran back and forth, and he was covered in stinky sweat, and he wanted to buy a bowl of sour plum soup when he saw that this inn was selling, but Fu Zhao said that the porridge was going to be cold, so he asked him to buy it after leaving. At this time, after listening to the conversation between the two, I couldn't help but scold: If you are afraid of the cold, what kind of well water should you use to soak in it?

There was no way, Dong Wenye could only rely on himself, poured some cold tea from the pot in front of him, snorted and drank it, and shook the kettle vigorously until the water in the pot was drunk. He moved too fast, and Liang Jingsheng didn't have time to say that the tea was overnight. Seeing that his pot of tea had already been swallowed, Liang Jingsheng swallowed back the words that came to his mouth. Drink it all, you won't let him vomit, right?

After finishing the late breakfast, Liang Jingsheng opened the baggage, although the things were placed very messily, but the things that Dr. Liang had just explained seemed to be in them. Seeing that Liang Jingsheng had opened the burden and didn't need her to say anything, Fu Zhao immediately got up and picked up the tray, looked at Dong Wenye, who was still stunned and panting in place, and said, "Didn't you just want to drink sour plum soup?" Let's go down and buy it now. ”

If it was just now, when he heard the sour plum soup, Dong Wenye's eyes would inevitably light up, but at this moment, he poured most of the pot of water violently, although he was still very thirsty, his strength seemed to suddenly leave his body with the sweat that suddenly flowed out, making him tired and just want to sit in place, of course, it is best to lie down. In short, he didn't want to move for a short time.

Fu Zhao carried Dong Wenye in one hand and a tray in the other hand to go out, and Liang Jingsheng latched the door behind them, turned around and changed his clothes.

When the clothes were folded, Liang Jingsheng couldn't see anything, this spread out, Liang Jingsheng was a little dumbfounded, 'Little Doctor Liang' just said not to be too thin and too bright, the color of this dress is dark and heavy, but this is clearly not summer clothes, it should be spring and autumn, such a hot weather makes her wear this to go out...... is still sitting in an airtight carriage, and has not changed her clothes yet, Liang Jingsheng can already foresee the scene of her sweating for a while, these two people actually have an enmity with her, right? But it is obviously impractical to let Dong Wenye change it now, after all, this silver is from them, although she said that she wants to pay it back, but after all, she can't take it out now. Gritting his teeth, Liang Jingsheng changed into clothes.

Estimating that the time was almost up, Fu Zhao knocked on Liang Jingsheng's door again, "Have you changed your clothes?" He asked outside the door.

At this moment when Fu Zhao asked, Liang Jingsheng was tossing her hair in the mirror. Hearing someone knocking on the door, Liang Jingsheng made a lot of effort in his hand, tore off a few more hairs, and glanced at the wisps of green silk on the ground next to his feet, Liang Jingsheng closed his eyes in annoyance. Liang Jingsheng never did it herself, and on weekdays, the four of them took turns with Mother Zhao and Mo Zhu. It's not that she doesn't, it's just not good-looking and easy to fall apart.

The door opened suddenly, and a strange woman with a cloak poked at the door, Dong Wenye took a big step back in fright, and remembered for a while that it was Liang Jingsheng's current appearance. He patted his chest to soothe his fragile little heart, "Miss Liang, don't be so scary, the seventh half is almost here." ”

When Fu Zhao heard this, he just glanced at him lightly, and with just one glance, Dong Wenye felt a lot cooler.

If possible, Fu Zhao would like to blindfold Dong Wenye, after all, they are brothers, and it is not good to be blind. Because women don't have curly hair, it stands to reason that only people close to them can see it, such as blood relatives, such as husbands.

It seemed that he had thought of the same point as Fu Zhao, Liang Jingsheng frowned, thought for a moment and said, "You guys come in first." Liang Jingsheng hurriedly continued to play with her hair, not wanting to dwell too much on such a trivial matter, so as not to be disturbed again at a critical moment, anyway, her clothes were ready.

After entering the house, Dong Wenye sat down by himself, but Fu Zhao stood not far behind Liang Jingsheng, watching Liang Jingsheng become more and more anxious and chaotic, the more chaotic his hands and more shaky, and the more he shook his hair, the more disobedient he became...... Although there was not much expression on his face, in his heart, Fu Zhao was very happy, because of such a familiar Ah Sheng. In the matter of Wanfa, she has never been very good at it, and she is very clumsy.

Liang Jingsheng's hair was black, thin and soft, just looking at the luster could tell that it was very smooth, but Fu Zhao still knew how they felt when they slid in his hand.

"If you don't mind, I'll comb it for you." Fu Zhao's voice sounded behind him, Liang Jingsheng was startled, and the comb in his hand fell to the ground. She hurriedly leaned over to pick it up, and happened to touch his hand, because Fu Zhao was faster than her. Liang Jingsheng withdrew his hand suddenly, and the comb was picked up by Fu Zhao.

In fact, she minds, such a thing as a hair is done with the help of her mother or the maid at home before leaving the cabinet, and after leaving the cabinet...... Can ...... now Liang Jingsheng's mind flashed the words 'urgency and power', nodded a little hesitantly, and quickly turned around and turned his back to Fu Zhao.

For a moment, Liang Jingsheng told himself that the person behind him was just a combing woman who looked like a man. The first is to comfort himself, and the second is to comfort himself, because his craftsmanship is really good, that is, Zhao's mother and Mo Zhu, when they helped her comb her hair bun for the first time, they couldn't help but be in a hurry because her hair was too smooth, but the person behind him was like a hair that had been combed for her thousands of times, with the help of the comb, and the fingers moved slightly, and her disobedient hair became obedient strands according to his mind, and finally ...... It became a bun.

"Alright." In Liang Jingsheng's stunned moment, the bun had already been combed. Liang Jingsheng took a picture left and right, and nodded unconsciously, because he was indeed satisfied. Soon, she was stunned, because she remembered her own age at the moment. "This ....... is pretty, but this is a woman's bun, right?" She's not out of the cabinet yet. Liang Jingsheng felt a chill in her heart, she was careless just now, she didn't find out that it was not a girl's bun for the first time, and nodded with great satisfaction.

"It's indeed a woman's bun." Fu Zhao nodded.

"And how do you comb it for me?" Liang Jingsheng turned his head and asked rhetorically.

"Your clothes don't look like those of a little girl." Fu Zhao's reason was very sufficient, Liang Jingsheng lowered his head and looked at it, but he was speechless. After a long time, Liang Jingsheng said, "I'm still young." For the sake of realism, he also put on a disgusted look.

"Well, you're young." Fu Zhao agreed, and in the next moment, Fu Zhao said again, "But your face looks big now." ”

Liang Jingsheng touched his face at the moment and was silent. Liang Jingsheng didn't speak, and Fu Zhao also shut up, he was also a person who didn't like to talk very much.

But there might as well be a person in the room who has nothing to say, "I didn't expect it, brother, you still have this craft." Although he watched the whole process, Dong Wenye only realized his admiration at this time. This hair comb is not much better than my mother's combed hair. After finishing speaking, he was shocked to realize that he had lost his words, and compared Fu Zhao to a mother-in-law, this is the fun of the boudoir. cough, although he has no name yet, but according to his urgent staring, he will follow wherever people go, and I am afraid that the good time to hold the beauty will not be too far.

Fu Zhao didn't pay attention to what he meant, and only picked up another step from the table, ready to plug it in for Liang Jingsheng.

"I'll do this myself. Great work. ”

Listening to Liang Jingsheng's polite and detached words, Fu Zhao's heart felt slightly uncomfortable. It's not the first time I've combed her hair, but it's the first time I've been thanked by her like this.

Liang Jingsheng raised his hand and slowly inserted Bu Shao into his hair, and he was in a trance for a while, he used to help her comb her hair like this, because of Zhao's mother and them, because of him, so she didn't learn how to curl her hair.