Chapter 182: Children don't understand anything, and they are not afraid of death

The little girl at the door looked incredulous, her short arms covered her long hair, and her eyes were watery.

Mu Shiyan held a comb in his hand and looked at her.

Dr. Wu in the back came in, and before he entered the door, he saw Tang Zhaozhao's child stuck at the door of the ward, and he didn't go out or enter.

The little face looked at his young master with an angry accusatory face.

Did the young master bully Xiao Zhaozhao again?

Then the next moment, he saw Xiao Zhaozhao's eyes suddenly light up.

"Xiao Mu Xiao Mu, Ma Ma said that I want to repay my kindness, last time you helped me lose my hair, I will also help you comb it this time~" Zhao Zhao thought of this, Da ran over, held the other end of the comb, "I'll help you comb your hair~"

She was suddenly interested.

Then he forcibly swallowed back the phrase "I practiced on dogs for days".

Since you want to be the boss, you must be tolerant.

Dr. Wu was taken aback, Miss Zhaozhao was going to touch the young master's hair?

This, the young master hates others touching him the most, and some hate touching it, especially his hair.

Mu Shiyan released the comb with his fingertips and stood up, "Yes." ”

Zhao Zhao tilted his head, his neck was sore, this height was ...... He did it on purpose.

said yes, but stood up, which properly discriminated against her height.

Excessively!

Bullying her by being taller than her.

"Then I'll comb Xiao Yu~" Zhao Zhao's little milk voice snorted, and the little short leg turned a corner, but his head was pressed, and he was forced to turn another corner, turning back three hundred and sixty degrees.

When she was dizzy, she was hugged by Mu Shiyan again.

That flawless face was so close that Zhao Zhao seemed to be able to smell the faint scent of his skin.

Zhao Zhao stared at the hair of the Supreme Little Brother, and sure enough, people who were good-looking had good-looking hair, thick and black.

She stretched out her sinful little hand and touched it first, woo~

was going to give him his hair, but now he is reluctant, this hair looks expensive.

Lifting the comb, she symbolically combed it, super smooth~

Dr. Wu's jaw dropped in shock.

The young master really asked Tang Zhaozhao to comb his hair.

"Xiao Mu Xiao Mu, can I ride on your neck? Your head is so high, I can't reach it~" Zhao Zhao's little milk voice revealed a hint of expectation.

Dr. Wu's hands are a little shaky, who is he riding?

Mu Shiyan looked at her with a smile, his eyes fell on the hanger not far away, and his fingers tugged at the hat behind her again, as if to test whether her hat was strong.

Zhao Zhao suddenly stiffened, Mu Shiyan shouldn't want to hang her on a hanger, right?

The little hand hurriedly held Mu Shiyan's face, "Xiao Mu Xiao Mu, I think I've combed you very well, go and look in the mirror~"

Dr. Wu was always in a state of tension, and he saw Tang Zhaozhao's hands tightly pressed against his young master's face.

Sure enough, Zhaozhao is young, and the child doesn't understand anything, and he is not afraid of death.

"Don't worry, I'll comb it for you first. ”

Mu Shiyan put Zhao Zhao on the sofa, and then unwrapped her hair without saying a word.

Is this what it feels like to be caught in pigtails?

Zhao Zhao didn't dare to move, remembering the scene of being dragged by her hair last time, she felt suffocated.

The pain of pulling the scalp didn't happen, the teenager's fingers ran through her hair, gently protecting the roots, combing very gently, where there is a stuck, it will be smoothed down a little bit, plus Zhao Zhao is also a thick and fine hair, and soon the hair can be combed to the end.

It's really comfortable~

The second time I mastered the skills, I was more comfortable than Grandma Wu, and later became her supreme little brother, and asked him to comb her hair every day.