Chapter 39: The monk's head is also very good-looking

After wiping her face, I saw that she was dirty, and her hair, which had not been washed for several days, was greasy and sticking to her head, exuding an unbearable smell.

I endured it, but I couldn't bear it.

She wanted to call a servant to come up and wash her hair, but she had to give up thinking of the lethality of this little madman and the rejection of her by the servants.

personally pulled Murong Xuxu into the bathtub and lay down, her hair was scattered outside the bathtub, and Bo Qing personally washed her hair.

The hair of the original body is long to the waist, permed with beautiful big curls, and it is very well maintained.

Sheng Xuxu's long hair has been sought after by countless media fans, even if she was hospitalized with a head injury, because there was no external injury, Lu Zhi did not agree with the doctor to cut off her hair for treatment.

It's just that this long hair is so cumbersome in Bo Qing's hands.

He used to think that girls with long hair and long hair look gentle and beautiful.

Now, what he once thought was gentle and beautiful hair was a disaster!

Why do women have long hair?

How do you wash it so long?

With such long hair, will it be tiring to fall on the head?

Bo Qing didn't know what to do with Murong Xuxu's long hair, but her hair was wet and the shampoo was smeared, so she could only put it on hard......

Rub ......

Murong Xuxu was soon covered with bubbles, and Bo Qing even pulled her hair, and her tears came out of pain......

"What's wrong? Is the bubble spicy to the eyes? You close your eyes and don't let the bubbles get in your eyes. ”

Bo Qing said that he accidentally pulled it on his hand again, and Murong shrank in pain, but gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

Bo Qing looked at the strand of hair that was hooked off his fingers, and then he knew that he was pulling people in pain, and he couldn't help but feel a little weak.

Seeing that Murong Xuxu was silent, he quickly threw his hair into the trash, pretending to be ripped off by another bastard, and then continued to wash Murong Xuxu's hair without blushing or heartbeat, but his movements were much more careful.

After washing her hair, Murong sat on the sofa, and Bo Qing held a hair dryer to blow her hair.

Murong looked around, not very cooperative, his eyes were looking around, and his mouth kept thinking about it to let Bo Qing not drive her away.

Bo Qing was speechless and pressed her head.

"Don't move!"

Murong Xuxu raised his head and looked at him blankly: "Brother, you won't drive me away, will you?" You said you wouldn't drive me away! ”

Bo Qing sighed helplessly.

"As long as you are obedient, don't cause trouble, and don't be a demon, I won't drive you away."

The way she is now, how can she drive people out?

I wasn't very smart before I was stupid, but now I'm stupid, and if I throw it out, I guess I will be swallowed alive by life.

"Mmmm, I must be obedient and obedient, and I won't cause you trouble!" Murong Xuxu nodded very happily, looking relieved.

"Now, don't move your head, sit honestly!"

Bo Qing ordered her with a cold face, holding a hair dryer to quickly blow her hair.

After blowing in the back, he went around to the front, and Bo Qing frowned, as if he was facing a great enemy.

No way! Girls' hair is so hard to get!

Bo Qing was thinking about transferring a stylist to his home another day, and Murong Xuxu in front of him suddenly burst out laughing.

Bo Qing was in a hurry with her long hair, and she was facing Murong Xu's smiling face, and a wave of anger rushed up from the bottom of Bo Qing's heart.

"What are you laughing at? Am I funny like this? ”

Bo Qing angrily threw away the hair dryer and glared at her with a straight face.

"No, no, brother, you misunderstood, I just suddenly felt that brother, you shaved the monk's head is actually quite good-looking, hehe."

Bo Qing really wanted to strangle her to death.

"Who said this is a monk's head? Isn't that hair? Bo Qing pulled a handful of her hair and asked her angrily.

"But this is too short, my brother's long hair used to be very good-looking, wearing a hair crown and walking on Dijing Street, I don't know how many boudoir daughters I have charmed."