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"Okay." Qian Junbao put the horn comb into Ye Qing's hand.

He turned around and went to find another wooden comb, then dragged a chair and sat down, combing his hair first.

Ye Qing didn't start combing his hair immediately, but just watched Qian Junbao comb his hair.

Looking at it, she pursed her lips and smiled, although Qian Junbao was a man, his hair was still like black satin.

In addition, he has a pair of fawn-like pupils, although his complexion is slightly fair, and his lips are not as wide as those of a masculine man, revealing a faint cherry color.

But at this time, he didn't look feminine, but had a kind of handsome beauty.

"I've combed my ......" Qian Junbao looked up and saw Ye Qing looking at him intently, I don't know why he suddenly felt that his ears were hot, and he was a little uncomfortable.

Ye Qing walked over generously and said, "Then I'll give you a bun first." ”

After Qian Junbao sat down with his back to her, Ye Qing touched his hair with one hand, wondering how to pull out this bun.

These ancient men all had long hair, if they were tied into different buns and dressed in ancient costumes, as long as they were good-looking, their temperament was very charming.

But Ye Qing didn't have much research on hairstyles, so he didn't know how to start.

After a while, she suddenly remembered the male protagonist of a Xianxia drama she had watched.

The long, straight black hair was all combed back, and the top and sides of the hair were pulled into a simple bun at the whirlpool.

Fixed with a hosta, the rest of the hair flutters behind him, holding a book in his hand, and his clear face shows a handsome and introverted demeanor, cold and elegant, and the whole person is full of fairy spirit.

If you put on Junbao's face, it is not bad at all.

She pondered for a while, tried to pull it up, but failed to disperse.

Ye Qing frowned slightly, his hair was so slippery, how did Qian Duoduo usually pile his hair on top of his head and bind it with hairpins?

She began to recall that in ancient times, there was no mousse and no hairspray, how did Dongqu usually comb her hair to the fullest?

Qian Junbao saw that she touched her for a long time, and didn't pull up her hair, and asked suspiciously: "Lady, what are you thinking?" ”

Ye Qing came back to his senses and said, "You usually comb your hair, have you ever smeared something on your hair?" ”

Qian Junbao said with a smile: "I put on the hair cream, but sometimes, I will only get a little water on it." ”

"Hair cream?"

"That's the ......," Qian Junbao picked up a small ceramic round box from the dresser and opened it.

Ye Qing picked it up and glanced at it, and sniffed it again.

It has a light fragrance and is not greasy.

"Lady, start combing your hair." Qian Junbao was already sitting a little uncomfortable.

"Then I'll give it a try." Ye Qing began to move, but his mind was communicating with Xiao Ye in the space.

"Xiao Ye, bring me the hairstyle of the male protagonist of the Xianxia drama that I like to watch the most.

Yes, how to comb that hairstyle is also for me. ”

With Xiao Ye's help, it took Ye Qing half an hour to finally get Qian Junbao's hair done.

At this time, Qian Junbao's long black hair was all gathered above the top of his head, pulled into a bun, and fixed with a sterling silver headdress.

Matched with the delicate brocade dress on his body, the whole person looks very elegant.

"Not bad, right?" Ye Qing lowered his head a little proudly, leaned against his ear and said softly.

"It's beautiful, thank you, lady." Qian Junbao said with satisfaction.

"It's good to be satisfied, now it's your turn to comb my hair, just comb the princess bag I just said, if you don't know, I can teach you." Ye Qing put the comb in his hand in front of Qian Junbao and smiled.

"Okay." Qian Junbao got up and held Ye Qing's arm to make her sit down.

He stood behind Ye Qing for a while, and then began to pull her hair.

Ye Qing suddenly discovered that Qian Junbao had a talent for pulling hair, it took her so long to get his hair done before.

However, Qian Junbao combed Ye Qing's black hair very flexibly, and then pulled Ye Qing's hair out of the princess head in three or two clicks.

It's still very good-looking, there is a strand of hair hanging down her cheeks, which makes her look a lot gentle and tender, and she also retouches Ye Qing's round cheeks.

Suddenly, Qian Junbao lowered his head and kissed her hair and asked, "What hairpin do you want to wear?" ”

"Just don't have a little flower." Ye Qing picked up a thin double-strand hairpin made of beads and handed it to him.

"Don't be on the left, okay?" He asked.

"Hmm."

"Wearing these earrings?" Qian Junbao reached out and pinched out a willow leaf long earring, and there was a pearl the size of a soybean under the thin silver chain.

"Okay." Ye Qing smiled lightly, as if the breeze was blowing, Qian Junbao was stunned again.

The hairpin was pinned, and he asked, "What about your face, do you want to put powder on it?" I'll give it to you. ”

"......" Ye Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at him sideways, "Junbao, do you like women who rub powder on their faces?" ”

"If the lady needs it, the husband will like it."

Ye Qing could see that Qian Junbao was sincere in what she said, and she smiled helplessly: "I don't like powder." ”

"Well, I made a note of it."

"Write down what?" Ye Qing asked suspiciously.

He said seriously: "I won't give you rouge powder in the future." ”

"Yes, you don't have to. When I need it in the future, I will make the things that I apply to my face myself, and I will ensure that they are much better than the powder. ”

"Well, the lady is the most powerful."

Ye Qing pursed his lips and smiled, did he eat honey today?

"Okay, are you satisfied?" He rested his head on her ear, smiled, patted her shoulder with his left hand and asked softly.

She nodded with crooked eyebrows and buried her face in his neck, "Thank you, Xianggong."

Qian Junbao stroked her hair, revealing incomparable doting.

Ye Qing raised his eyes and looked at him, indulging in his gentle eyes.

He reached out and gently took her into his arms.

She hooked her hands around his neck, squinted with a smile, and then let go, rubbing her chin against his chest like a satisfied cat.

Ye Qing told herself that in the days to come, she must be doubly good to Junbao.

After saving for a while, Ye Qing got up and said, "I'll go to the inn Xiaoer to help us buy some fishing lines and swim bladders for us in a while." ”

"Why don't you just buy a fishing rod?"

"It's too long, so let's go over there and do it temporarily."

"You know how to make fishing rods?"

Ye Qing nodded, "I can easily do it, I can fish." ”

The two walked out, Ye Qing instructed Dongqu to prepare some water and refreshments, and asked Huo Zimeng to rent a large oil-paper umbrella and a few small Mazha from the innkeeper.

The umbrella is two meters in diameter and is held up by a thin bamboo pole, which is the exclusive use of some stalls, and it is best used for shade.

In the afternoon, the weather was good, and there were a few dark clouds left in the sky, and the dark clouds just covered the sun, and it was not so hot.

Everything was ready, and Ye Qing rented a carriage for Lin Qingqing's sisters to take them to the dock.

His group also got into a black canopy carriage and walked towards Houmo Creek in the west of Jianzhou.