Chapter 1942
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Since he turned into an adult, many girls had fallen for his robe.
Everyone who saw him would rush to chat with him, trying to make their presence known in front of him. Occasionally, he would ask a question out of interest, and those girls would spill the beans like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube, wishing they could recite the entire family tree of their eight generations.
However, the little girl in front of him was special.
"Little girl …" When he was about to say something, Gu Xijiu interrupted him. "Don't call me little girl. Call me Chongsheng."
When Gu Xijiu heard him call her 'little girl' or 'little girl', she felt goosebumps all over her body.
When he called her this way, she always felt that she was' an old cucumber with green paint to pretend to be young '.
At this moment, her hair had been tied up, and it was a bun. Because she used her fingers as a comb to comb her hair, it looked a little messy, and there was a small strand of hair that was about to fall.
Mr. Fuyi could not stand people who were not neat, especially such a beautiful girl.
Therefore, he handed her a comb. "Comb it again."
Gu Xijiu felt that it was too troublesome, so she shook her head. "No."
Mr. Fuyi pulled her over and pressed her on the chair. "You are a girl, how can your hair be messy? I will comb it for you. "
Gu Xijiu was speechless. This young man was too hairy!
Her heart was slightly moved, and she faintly felt that she was familiar with this hairy character.
Gu Xijiu did not expect Mr. Fuyi to be so good at combing her hair. He opened her hair and combed it again and again … After a while, her hair was neatly combed. He handed her a mirror. "Take a look."
Gu Xijiu looked at the person in the mirror and paused for a moment. Her hair was as black as ink, and it was half tied up. It looked like the hairstyle of Liu Yifei's version of Xiao Longnu. It was cold and elegant with a touch of innocence.
Gu Xijiu was in a trance, and the illusion that had not appeared for a long time actually appeared again.
As usual, it was a man and a woman. The woman seemed to have just taken a bath, and she looked a little lazy. She was combing her hair from time to time.
The man came in from outside, and she immediately handed the comb to him. "Come, help me comb my hair."
The man sighed and skillfully combed her hair. After a while, it was finally done. The man handed her a mirror. "Come, take a look."
The woman glanced at the mirror. "A dragon bun again?"
"This hairstyle suits you …"
Gu Xijiu looked at the mirror and was lost in thought.
Mr. Fuyi looked at her pretty face and was slightly stunned. This scene gave him a sense of déjà vu.
Gu Xijiu was the first to come back to her senses. She jokingly said, "I didn't expect you to have this ability. Do you often help your sisters comb their hair to practice?"
Mr. Fuyi turned around and sat back on the bed. He looked at her with a smile. "Are you jealous?"
Gu Xijiu was speechless.
She sighed. "Young man, narcissism is an illness. You have to cure it!"
"Don't call me young man. Call me Fuyi."
Gu Xijiu was surprised. "So your name is Fuyi? I thought Mr. Fuyi was just a title."
After this conversation, the two of them felt much closer.
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