"Hmm... It hurts ......."

Concubine Ye stretched out her hand to cover her scalp, grinning a little, Su Mohan frowned, and her movements were a little lighter.

"Hmm..." Concubine Ye chattered from time to time, like a spoiled child, but her slightly pale little face was particularly lovely.

Lu Jing retracted her gaze a little distractedly, hurriedly stood up and said, "I'll go and help you get some water, it should be much better to take a comb and dip it in some water." ”

Seeing Lu Jing turn around and walk to the bathroom, Concubine Ye turned her head and glared at Su Mohan with a red face.

Su Mohan raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing?" Want to kiss me? ”

Concubine Ye pursed her lips and was choked by him, unable to speak, and after taking a deep breath, she remained silent and stopped talking.

After a while, Lu Jing walked over with water, put it on the stool next to Su Mohan, and then stood beside Su Mohan.

Su Mohan really moistened some water on the comb, and then combed it a little smoother, Lu Jing looked at his slightly clumsy movements and couldn't help but remind: "You will hurt her like this, you should grasp a little hair root with your left hand, this will relieve the strength of some combs, even if it encounters knots, it won't hurt too much to comb." ”

The movements of Su Mohan's hand stopped for a while, as if he was thinking about Lu Jing's words.

After a while, he followed what Lu Jing said, and held the root of his hair with his left hand, instead of pressing Concubine Ye's scalp.

Concubine Ye breathed a long sigh of relief, thinking in her heart that if Lu Jing didn't speak, after Su Mohan finished combing her hair, she estimated that her hair would be half less first.

After a while, Su Mohan put down the comb, held a pink bow hair ring in his hand, and pulled Concubine Ye's hair to help her tie it up.

But for the first time, our Su Dashao served a woman to comb her hair, let alone tie her hair.

The original pair of dexterous hands looked particularly clumsy at this time, and Concubine Ye's long hair kept slipping from his hands, repeating it several times, but he couldn't hold all the hair in his hands, let alone tie the hair ring on her head.

Concubine Ye couldn't see what he was doing, but she could vaguely feel it, and after waiting for a few minutes, she couldn't help but speak: "Su Mohan, I'll do it myself......"

But Su Mohan seemed to be addicted to playing, grabbing Concubine Ye's hair and not letting go, the hair ring in his hand was put on her head again and again, repeated for a long time, and he didn't tie her hair tightly.

Lu Jing on the side couldn't help but smile and reminded: "You take a comb and comb it up underneath, then comb it together while it is side, and finally tie the hair tie on the scalp." ”

Listening to her words, Su Mohan really picked up the comb again, tried and tested it a few times, and then mastered the trick, and after a while, a somewhat crooked hair was tied to Concubine Ye's head, and the pink bow on the hair ring was turned straight forward by Su Mohan's obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Concubine Ye stretched out her hand and touched it, tilted her head to look at Su Mohan, Su Mohan looked at it carefully, felt that it was not bad, and nodded at Concubine Ye, and Concubine Ye's face showed a bright smile again.

Lu Jing on the side couldn't help but hook the corners of her lips, got up and folded the dining table on Concubine Ye's hospital bed: "Hurry up and have breakfast, otherwise it will be cold for a while." ”

Lu Jing opened the breakfast she had bought and set it up, then stood up and said, "You eat first, my company still has something to do, I'll come to see you in the evening." ”