Han Xuan looked at the hands in front of him, slender and powerful, with clear bones, but they were also smooth and not so abrupt and annoying like pits, and his complexion was very white, like a white jade carving, with flat nails and no stains, and the nails were transparent reflecting the pink finger flesh below.

What a good pair.

Han Xuan put down the scissors and agreed.

When Qiu Ju saw her new aunt come forward, she withdrew with interest, and when she left, she pulled out Qingzhu, who was stunned on the side, too.

This person doesn't know what he's thinking, why is he so ignorant? The two of you are talking to each other, and your pestle is really more than a candle when you are there!

When she went out, she also thoughtfully covered the door of the house, and she didn't have to leave, she just guarded outside the house, and if the two people in the house had anything to order, she could know it early.

In the room at this time, Han Xuan sat upright as if he had thrown everything to Yanlu, with his hands on his knees, his waist straight, like a stake nailed to the dirt.

It's just that I didn't hear any movement behind me for a long time, and when I looked up, I saw a blurry image in the bronze mirror.

Although she is a woman, she is most annoyed by the things of grease and powder, eyebrows and makeup, so this mirror is rarely self-reflected, and suddenly she bumped into that somewhat strange and somewhat familiar appearance, and couldn't help frowning.

So the woman in the mirror also frowned, the appearance of the man who was already biased towards men added a little impatience, and it was even more uninhibited but very attractive, but on the contrary, it set off the gentleness and delicacy of the man behind her.

You can't see all his movements in the mirror, but seeing his ten fingers flying, the black hair wrapped around his fingertips has a little more lingering meaning, the corners of his mouth are lightly raised, and the tenderness and patience in his eyes can be felt even through the mirror.

It wasn't that he didn't move, it was just that his movements were so gentle that she didn't even feel it.

Han Xuan somehow remembered the appearance of Yanlu's wide clothes for her last night, she was shallow in drinking, and when she was drunk, she couldn't see the world spinning in front of her at all, maybe he was also like this at that time, and he was very gentle and patient to untie the knots and buckles on her body

Then little by little, he took her off clean

…… Bah! Men are really big-tailed wolves who love to pretend!

Han Xuan only felt that he was inexplicably unhappy again, and even snorted hard to express his dissatisfaction.

"What's wrong? Xuan'er, but I hurt you? Yanlu asked softly.

How could Han Xuan be embarrassed to say the real reason, not to mention that she didn't know exactly why she was unhappy?

But she nodded hard - it's your fault anyway!

"I'm sorry, Xuan'er, I'll be careful not to hurt you again."

So Yanlu paid more attention to the strength of his subordinates, but in a few clicks, he took off the comb that had been wrapped around Han Xuan's head and annoyed her for a long time.

However, Han Xuan's hair was still uneven, even worse than being gnawed by a dog, "Xuan'er, give me the scissors." ”

Han Xuan turned around suddenly, grabbed her hair unexpectedly, and grinned in pain, but she didn't forget to widen her eyes and say vigilantly: "What are you doing with scissors?" ”

It looks like a cat that has been lifted and hung in the air with its neck hanging in the air, and wants to give you a paw.

The back is the most undefended place, and if she is not careful, she will be attacked and killed, so Han Xuan is very cautious and will not show her back in front of strangers, even if she is willing to let Yanlu comb her hair for her, she is also half-sideways, and she will not be wary of him.

"Say, what the hell are you going to do!"

Well, it's not a cat, it's a tiger.

A little sharper than his neck, his words and laws did not dare to underestimate him, and he absolutely believed that as long as he made a wrong move, this woman would be able to take her life lightly.

"I just wanted to help you fix your hair." Yanlu tied up all her hair and showed her, "Look, this is too messy, I'll trim it a little with scissors, oh, you don't have to worry, I'm definitely not going to make it any messier than this." ”

He smiled softly, and even winked mischievously, as if he didn't care about the slight tingling sensation coming from the artery.

"Xuan'er, we are husband and wife."

He looked into her eyes and said firmly.

We are husband and wife, people who want to spend our lives together, and the crook of my arm is the harbor where you live after your tiredness, how can you not believe me?

His eyes and his expression said that.

Han Xuan was silent for a moment, handed the scissors to Yan Lu's hand, and turned his back.

However, the erect back was even stiffer than before, and Yanlu felt the still vigilant and suspicious gaze reflected from the bronze mirror, and smiled lightly.

I didn't expect her to trust herself completely the first time, but it was a good start, so he was satisfied.

Yanlu picked up the scissors and carefully compared the length, before cutting it at an angle that Han Xuan could see from the mirror.

Let her know that she has absolutely no ill intentions towards her, although this can't completely dispel her doubts, but it will always make her get used to it over time.

As soon as the hair of different lengths fell thinly, Yanlu had already spread a handkerchief between his knees, and at this time, he carefully put away all the hair, and then used his fingers to comb Han Xuan's hair.

The feeling of the soft fingers pressing on the scalp was warm, gentle, and moderately strong to make people feel a little drowsy, Han Xuan couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, like some kind of feline that was only scratched by his chin, he raised his little face and relaxed his body, just a few grunts.

Yanlu laughed more and more dotingly.

Han Xuan's hair is very long, black and dense, but it is slightly hard to the touch and not very comfortable, after a few combings, it is very cool and smooth like a good satin without knots, but it is a little like the owner's temperament.

――Follow the hair, absolutely well-behaved.

Yanlu only felt that his heart was very calm now, and suddenly he thought of the folk song he had heard before-one comb to the end, two combs to the eyebrows, three combs to the children and grandchildren all over the ground, and four combs to the four silver shoots.

Yes, combing the green silk and looking at the white eyebrows, I am only willing to walk hand in hand with you, and I will come to the end accidentally, and you and I are still the same, people and feelings.

Can I spoil you and love you for a lifetime?