After the two communicated, the relationship was not as stiff as before, and the distance between them was much closer.

"That...... The eldest lady ......" Xing Tailor raised her head a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong? Anything else you'd like to ask? ”

"My leg is numb......"

Qiqiao suddenly realized that this person might not be as ruthless as he appeared, and even a little funny......

Just when he smiled and wanted to say that he would get up, Nan Yuankui didn't know when to rub over and looked at the two of them curiously.

"Qiaoqiao...... Why is he kneeling duck? The expression seemed to have discovered a new world," he knelt! He's afraid of you! ”

"Well, he's afraid of me." Tangram said with a smile.

Nan Yuankui shook his head, and then nodded cautiously: "He always scolds me." ”

Qiqiao raised his eyebrows and looked at Xing Cut, who had already gotten up and was moving his body, and the latter hurriedly waved his hand: "I don't have it, you have seen it like this, sometimes if you don't scold him, I can't control him at all...... It's not that I don't know humility, it's that he doesn't obey at all......"

Nan Yuankui clapped his hands stupidly and laughed, and there was a little schadenfreude in his tone: "Oh! He's afraid of you! ”

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"Do you hate star cutters?" Qiqiao looked at his father's stupid appearance and asked.

Nan Yuankui nodded frantically like a chicken pecking rice.

"Then you sit here and close your eyes and don't move, okay?" Qiqiao still earnestly persuaded him.

There's nothing wrong with that, and Qiqiao nodded approvingly. A big man usually has little patience, Nan Yuankui is crazy and stupid, everything is pressed on the head of the star cutter, and he is also under a lot of pressure when he thinks about it.

"Do you want him to be afraid of you~?" Qiqiao smiled and took Nan Yuankui's hand and helped him wipe the mashed potatoes with a wet hand towel.

"What do you want to do?"

"Oh, I won't hurt my own father." Qiqiao said impatiently. Ever since she found out that this person was a tease, she began to speak presumptuously.

Nan Yuankui looked at the two people in the room in confusion, but closed his eyes obediently.

"Is there a knife?" Qiqiao asked the star cut in a low voice.

What a technique! A glint appeared in the star cut's eyes, and then his jaw was almost frightened by his own young lady's next behavior.

I saw Qiqiao gather Nan Yuankui's dense beard, and it was a hand that raised and fell.

"Y-be careful." With a swipe of the star's slender fingers from the back of the waist, a delicate and sharp dagger was conjured.

Qiqiao took it and held it in his hand, and subconsciously turned a knife flower.

As for the hair, Xing Tailor was worried about whether this eldest lady would shave off all of her heart, but obviously Qiqiao has not reached the level of madness.

Then he instructed the star cutter to bring soap horn and water, and make a foam and rub it on the rest of his beard. With the lubrication of soaphorn, Tangram easily shaved his beard clean.

The dagger was so sharp that it broke his hair, and Tangram cut his beard short with little effort.

She gently combed the knotted hair with her hands, and then tied it into a simple bun with a hair rope.

"Alright, open your eyes." Tangram withdrew his hand and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Nan Yuankui opened his eyes in a daze, and Qiqiao realized that the face hidden behind the fluffy hair and beard was so handsome.