Rong Yan came back to her senses and laughed stupidly, she understood, Liancheng Yazhi must have misunderstood her, thinking that she was asking him to comb her hair with a comb. （）

This is the first time someone has combed her hair.

When she was very young before, Rong Yan always envied Yang Yan for combing Rong Jia's hair every morning, and at that time she fantasized many times that if her mother also combed her hair once, she would definitely die of happiness. （）

It's a pity that the word happiness is a luxury that can never be touched in her childhood, not even fantasy, she didn't wait for it once!

I really didn't expect that she was in her twenties now, and a man came to comb her hair!

Although this man is clumsy, his movements are very rusty, and he will tear her scalp from time to time, but ...... The face is still very soft and warm at the moment!

I felt a little bit of happiness that I hadn't felt in a long time!

Liancheng Ya scolded in a low voice: "Don't laugh!" ”

For the first time, he combed a woman's hair, and his movements were extremely jerky. （）

Liancheng Yazhi wondered, he was so flexible when he played with firearms, he could assemble any kind of gun parts in the shortest time, why did it feel so difficult to comb his hair with this usual comb?

The hair of the face is quite long, almost to the waist, black and shiny, without any artificial added color, which is what Liancheng Yachuang likes to touch. （）

But...... Why is it so hard to comb up? Why?

Liancheng Yazhi had tried his best to be very careful, but he still tore off several hairs on his face, and looking at the long hair that was pulled out by the roots, Liancheng Yazhi's movements became lighter and lighter. （）

He used the most careful strength to help Rong Yan comb her hair, trying not to hurt her!

But he didn't know that his face at the moment didn't care about the pain at all. （）

Finally combed his facial hair smoothly, Liancheng's elegant palms were already sweaty, and he hurriedly threw the comb on the bed.

Liancheng said elegantly and fiercely: "Okay, if you dare to ...... again"

But before he finished speaking, Rong Yan's body suddenly leaned back, just leaning on him, her head was slightly tilted up because of her posture, and the smile in her eyes could be seen from Liancheng's elegant angle.

She said: "Mr. Liancheng, thank you, when I was a child, I envied other people's mothers the most for combing their daughter's hair,"

Liancheng Yazhi didn't finish what he didn't say just now, he didn't say it, he twisted his eyebrows and said, "Are you saying that I'm like your mother?" ”

Rong Yan giggled, turned around and hugged his waist, his chin rested against his lower abdomen, raised his head to look up at him, like a child: "Of course not, you fulfilled a dream I had when I was a child." ”

Liancheng Yazhi instantly felt that he was a lot greater, okay, for the sake of this woman's lack of love since she was a child...... It's good to forgive her for once.

She asked him to comb his hair, and she didn't care about it for now. [Secretary Zhou: Ya Shao, you are so generous, can you not affect me next time you are angry?] ]

He raised his hand and stroked the top of Rong Yan's head twice, and asked, "Can you eat now?" ”

Rong Yan nodded: "Well, I'm so hungry!" ”

Liancheng Yazhi's eyes softened a little, and he pressed the button on the coffee table again, and soon the maid came up again, and Liancheng Yazhi ordered them to bring some more food.

In less than ten minutes, the maid came in with a dining cart.

There are sofas and tables in the elegant house, and the maid sets the meals on the glass table.

Liancheng elegantly beckoned to his face: "Come and eat!" ”

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