"My sister is so beautiful." Ling Huihui praised Ling Baolu heartily while feeding Ling Mo's newly baked bread.

"When I get back one day and become a bride, I will definitely be more beautiful." Ling Baolu said to Ling Huihui with a smile while drinking milk.

"Hee-hee." The little girl laughed happily, and there was a sound of the door opening the door, and the little girl followed the voice, "Dad is here." ”

"I'll do it." Ling Mo walked over and said to the stylist who was helping Ling Baolu comb his hair.

"Mr. Ling, will you?" The stylist looked at Ling Mo with some embarrassment, this is not an ordinary bridal hairstyle, because the wedding dress is a phoenix crown of Hanfu, so the hair must also be made to match the wedding dress, which is different from the ordinary bridal hairstyle.

"My dad can comb his hair." Ling Huihui was on the side to cheer Ling Mo up.

"yes, just let my dad come." Ling Baolu turned his head to look at Ling Mo, "Dad, you must help me comb a beautiful issue!" ”

"Of course." Ling Mo stepped forward, took apart the half-coiled hair of the stylist just now, took out a mahogany comb from his pocket, and combed it again from the roots of Ling Baolu's hair, and recited the happy words in his mouth, "One comb to the end, two combs to the white hair and eyebrows, and three combs to the children and grandchildren!" ”

Ling Baolu only felt that her nose was sour in an instant, looking at Ling Mo in the mirror carefully combing her hair, her eyes couldn't help but redden, and her voice was faintly crying, "Dad......" opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, and finally asked, "Why does Dad want to help me comb my hair?" ”

"My daughter is married, how can you let someone else comb your hair?" Ling Mo looked at the baby girl in the mirror, the movements of her hands did not stop, and she skillfully coiled up a strand of her hair and fixed it with a hairpin

"You must have been a model for your mother for a long time." Ling Baolu's eyes were shining with tears, and you could imagine how hard her father wanted to comb her hair this time when she got married.

"Well, she's my best model." Ling Mo nodded, the corners of his mouth raised, and his eyes were a little red, everyone said that this child had a good life, good fortune, and had been smoothly and loved since she was born, but who knew that she had experienced a lot of hardships before she was born, was kidnapped, and almost contracted HIV, each of which was enough to be fatal, but she survived, so in her life, she should be smooth and smooth, talk about the love she wants to talk about, and marry the person she should marry.

Ling Mo helped Ling Baolu coil his hair and put on makeup, very thick and festive makeup, which was completed under Ling Baolu's suppressed crying mood, after completion, Ling Baohui raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and smiled warmly, "Sister is so beautiful!" ”

Ling Baolu smiled and lowered his head, letting the sad mood fade, then he raised his head, hugged Ling Mo, and then suppressed his crying swept over again, "Dad, thank you, thank you for giving me life, raising me, giving me such a good life, helping me comb my hair, putting on makeup, and sending me to get married!" As he spoke, his voice became choked.

"Silly girl!" Ling Mo's eyes were red, and he hugged the little girl in his arms, and he still remembered the second when the nurse came out of the delivery room with her.

The nurse reported her height and weight data to this day, but in a blink of an eye, she was already so big and tall, and she was even married and became someone else's wife.

Qi Yu, that stinky boy, actually snatched away the woman he loved the most in his life.

"Baolu, are you all right? The sedan chair arrived at the door. Ning Yuanlan pushed open the door and came in, wanting to remind his daughter that the auspicious time had arrived, but he saw that their father and daughter were hugging each other, Ling Mo's eyes were still red, and so was Ling Huihui on the side.