As usual, it is a social office.

Xiaoting was holding a comb to help the minister comb his hair.

The minister's long hair was draped behind her petite back, and Xiao Ting's hands moved up and down, repeating monotonous but careful movements.

The minister sitting in the chair straightened his waist and handed everything over to Xiaoting with confidence. She looked like a different person, very quiet.

This picture is very common in the social office of the CP department.

It happens once a day

"My sister's hair gets tangled up easily."

Maybe it's because Bai Ya has been looking at her, Xiao Ting suddenly said such a sentence.

Mmmm, Bai Ya nodded.

It's really hard for a girl, he hasn't been a girl, he can only use his imagination, so he doesn't know what is actually going on.

The comb moves up and down –

- Bright chestnut-colored hair.

Now in the social office, except for Bai Ya, there are only two people, the minister and Xiaoting.

The novel that Bai Ya brought had already been read, and because there was nothing else to do, he had to watch Xiaoting help the minister comb his hair.

"Well, ahem......"

The minister cleared his throat. Her body moved around, and she didn't know why she couldn't calm down.

After Bai Ya stared at the picture of combing his hair for a while-

"Do you want to comb?"

Xiaoting suddenly made a suggestion.

"Huh?"

"Because you look like you're really tempted to comb it."

"Ah, no, I didn't mean that-"

"Do you want to comb?"

I'm just bored, and Bai Ya keeps convincing himself with excuses in her heart. But all the excuses were left behind because of the comb handed by Xiaoting.

Xiaoting - I really can't underestimate her.

Bai Yada thought so from the bottom of his heart. Xiaoting always showed an angelic smile, but the words that came out of her mouth were amazing. This is Xiaoting.

The minister straightened his back and sat down in his chair in an orderly manner.

Her back doesn't particularly exude an air of rejection.

If not, with the minister's personality, he should be able to say no directly.

So no problem.

The minister will not bite him.

The minister's attitude of turning his back to him and saying nothing was interpreted by Bai Ya as a friendly meaning.

Bai Ya dragged his chair and moved directly behind the minister.

"Okay, here you go."

Xiaoting handed the comb to Bai Ya.

Actually, he wants to do it too.

To be honest, he was in high spirits, because from a long time ago, he had cared about the minister's long hair.

Bai Ya was a little excited and combed the minister's fluffy hair with a comb.

"If the comb gets stuck, you have to go back and comb it again. Don't comb it hard, as your hair will break off or split ends. ”

Xiaoting followed beside her to guide.

The minister's hair is thin but heavy, so it's not easy to comb.

No matter how much Bai Ya combs, it is difficult to comb smoothly like Xiaoting.

"If your hair is too tangled, it's better to comb it with your hands like this."

You can touch it with your hands - Bai Ya was surprised by this new discovery.

He untangled a piece of hair, and a small chocolate bar popped out of it.

Where the hell are the ministers playing?

Bai Ya silently used the comb to comb her hair.

The minister also silently handed over his hair to him.

Xiao Ting left their side and went to make tea.

Although the minister moved back and forth, constantly changing postures, she didn't say anything, and of course she didn't bite Bai Ya.

Before the tea was brewed, Bai Ya had been helping the minister comb his hair.

The minister seemed to be patient, so his back seemed stiff. In the end, she finally leaned back weakly, and her hair and back were left to Bai Ya's disposal.

"The tea is good."

Xiao Ting called them with a concerned smile.

It's a pity, but that's how the combing time ends.