He pointed to the mirror, "Look. ”

In the mirror, there is a female ghost with a pale face.

He gave her another look, he had already picked up a comb in his hand, and she hurriedly snatched the comb down, "I won't take care of this Your Highness, I'll do it myself." ”

Noncommittally, he returned to the table and sat down, looking at her back with his cheeks propped up.

Comb twice to support your waist, it seems that the impact is not light.

Combed back and forth, and finally she simply took a red hairband and tied it directly, and tied it into a heroic woman, and turned around with a look of expectant praise: "Although I can't tie my hair, I still know this, Wutong said I ......

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