Chapter 32: Hair Twist

At this time, Yang Muxiao suddenly remembered that he was still a fool. "And I don't seem to have it yet, so I don't want to unload it...... That, Zhou Jun is okay...... Sure enough, men are animals that think with their lower bodies!

But...... It seems that what she Yang Muxiao likes is such an "animal that thinks with the lower body"......

"Alright, get up." Zhou Jun's voice was very soft, soft and thin, which almost fascinated Yang Muxiao: "Oh......"

Gently touched Yang Muxiao's head, the corners of Zhou Jun's mouth unconsciously rose, and he didn't even notice himself. At that moment, time seemed to stop, and in Zhou Jun's eyes, there was only Yang Muxiao alone. Looking at that small figure, unconsciously, when did Yang Muxiao live in his heart? Was it when she hadn't started playing silly, or when she was smiling at him all the time? These things, the current Yang Muxiao naturally will not know. When she got up to wash, she didn't notice Zhou Jun's gaze from behind her.

Zhou Jun had already changed his clothes and was waiting for Yang Muxiao. After discovering that he had been staring at Yang Muxiao, Zhou Jun was a little surprised: Why, every time he saw her, he couldn't take his eyes off it? Could it be that you are really stunned?

Shaking his head, Zhou Jun tried to dispel the waves caused by Yang Muxiao in his heart.

"Come here, this palace will give you a curl of hair." Seeing that Yang Muxiao had already changed her clothes, Zhou Jun beckoned to her and motioned for Yang Muxiao to come over.

Will Zhou Jun curl his hair?

Although Yang Muxiao didn't believe it very much, she still walked over obediently and sat down obediently. Seeing Yang Muxiao so obedient, Zhou Jun was in an extremely good mood. "Xiaoxiao...... This palace only gives you a girl's hair. Hongu said...... Only give your favorite girls their hair. Zhou Jun muttered, as if he was saying to Yang Muxiao, and it was also like talking to himself.

I'm the only one who has over-haired......

Yang Muxiao admitted that she was moved. However, she didn't dare to ask for anything, and now, the only hope in her heart was that what Zhou Jun just said was not a joke. "You like me!" As if a new continent had been discovered, Yang Muxiao's tone was faintly filled with excitement and excitement. After a while, as if he was not at ease, Yang Muxiao added another sentence: "In the future, I will only be given one person to curl my hair, okay?" Yang Muxiao said this sentence from the heart.

The ghost made the god worse, Zhou Jun nodded slowly: "Okay...... God! What's wrong with him?

Yang Muxiao smiled with satisfaction, just right, Zhou Jun also helped her fix her hair.

If it weren't for the red spots on Yang Muxiao's face, she would be as beautiful as a fairy now...... However, if the red spot is not there, Yang Muxiao's face is somewhat similar to Xia Qing. As soon as this idea appeared, Zhou Jun was frightened by himself: No, his Xia Qing will not be this fool. But it seems that he just promised Yang Muxiao...... will curl hair, in fact, it is for Xia Qing......

Of course, Zhou Jun will not sue Yang Muxiao for these words. Therefore, Yang Muxiao didn't know these thoughts of his. If she knew, she would be sad...... Hehe, she'll eat her own vinegar!

"Xiaoxiao, let's go and say hello to my father, mother, and grandmother." After staring at Yang Muxiao for a while, Zhou Jun did not forget his business. After reining in his feelings a little, he took Yang Muxiao's hand