"Floating you, if you don't leave, I will do Murong Beitang now." Wu Yuan said fiercely.

"You ... are you still personal?" Yan Fei was about to move.

"Ben Prince's reputation, don't you not know? Can't you go?" Wu Yuan threatened.

Yan Fei was really a little afraid of Wu Yuan's chaos, so he had to grit his teeth and leave.

Wu Yuan smiled proudly, "Small secretary, I still want to fight with me, sooner or later black silk will arrange for you, let you understand the part -time work content of the secretary."

A frightened Yan Fei, Wu Yuan sat beside Murong Begonia unsatisfactory.

At this time, although Murong Begonia's head was exposed, the top of his head was wrapped in this layer of white gauze, and the tears on his face were less charming. There was a sense of beauty, which made people feel distressing.

However, Wu Yuan still saw the eyelashes of Murong Begonia shake, and also felt Murong Begonia's tight body.

"Okay, don't pretend to sleep, I know you are awake."

However, Murong Begonia still closed his eyes and did not want to open it.

But this time Wu Yuan was not polite, and pinched Murong Begonia's nose directly.

Murong Begonia is going to cry, "How can this person be so bad? She is so miserable, and she still comes to bully her?"

Finally, Murong Begonia couldn't hold it anymore. He opened his mouth and breathed a large mouth, and took off Wu Yuan's hand at the same time.

He said angrily and aggrieved: "How can you be so bad? No matter how like this, I will go."

Hearing Murong Begonia's words, Wu Yuan knew that Murong Begonia had been retired at this moment.

Without waiting for Wu Yuan's opening, Murong Begonia said: "Don't comfort me anymore. Actually, I have already figured it out, my hair, but I can't grow."

Murong Begonia laughed with a strong face, and his eyes did not dare to confront Wu Yuan at all.

"Who said I am here to comfort you?" Wu Yuan's words made Murong Haitang surprised, and at the same time, it was more wronged than just now.

"Then you go, I don't want to see you now." Murong Haitang said it was true, and he pushed Wu Yuan while pushing.

Wu Yuan was unmoved, but there was a handful of scissors in his hand.

Seeing the scissors, Murong Begonia was terrified.

Last night, her hair was cut by such a scissors.

This is her nightmare.

"Hurry up, don't come over ..." Murong Begonia was terrified, his body curled up in the quilt, and he couldn't help but avoid it.

Although Wu Yuan was distressed, he still stubbornly shook the scissors in front of Murong Begonia's eyes.

And said a very philosophical words, "Some people say that the best way to overcome fear is to face fear."

Murong Beitang's body trembled slightly, and it seemed to be touched by Wu Yuan's words, but it was difficult to force himself to look at the scissors.

Until a long braid was thrown in front of her, Murong Haitang's body stopped trembling.

It was shocked, and it was incredible.

The next second, Murong Begonia grabbed the long braid in front of him. Tears were like a kite that broke the line, and couldn't stop it at all.

"What are you doing? How can you do this?"

Murong Haitang grabbed Wu Yuan's hand to prevent Wu Yuan from the next move.

Outside, Yan Fei, who had been at ease at the door, heard the shout of Murong Begonia, and rushed in immediately.

"How do you take Begonia ..."

Later, Yan Fei did not say it, but instead of petrification of the whole person.

Yan Fei watched Wu Yuan's scattered short hair, his body, and his parents, a man's long braid, but could not move, otherwise it would be disrespectful to the ancestors, let alone the prince.

But the great crime.

Therefore, Yan Fei is so shocking at this moment.

However, at this time, I heard Wu Yuan smiled and said to Murong Haitang: "Some people say that without the suffering of others, I don't advise others to be good, let alone the comfort that everyone knows."

"But now, I think I am also qualified to talk to you."

"By the way, you wait, wait, let me cut it."

To say, Wu Yuan will break away from Murong Begonia to continue to start with his hair.

However, the next second was hugged by Murong Begonia.

"Please, it's enough, it's enough, oh ..."

Yan Fei pouted and looked at it, and finally seemed to put down, gently stepped out, and closed the door.

At this moment, she knew that she lost to the prince and lost to Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan just now, as if he was hitting her face, she just talked to Murong Haitang and said a night of comfort.

Wipe off the tears at the corner of her eyes. At this moment, she is convinced of the prince.

Wu Yuanneng was doing this for Murong Begonia. Yan Fei knew that he had no reason to interfere with Wu Yuan to start with Murong Haitang.

Even Yan Fei also understood that since then, Murong Begonia, which has been shaken, will completely accept Wu Yuan.

However, Yan Fei did not have jealousy or hatred. Instead, she was more happy. Wu Yuan asked her to see it, so who could give Murong Haitang the best comfort.

Similarly, Wu Yuan is also worth Murong Begonia to respond to this comfort.

Inside the house, Wu Yuan also patted Murong Begonia's back.

"There are enough crying, have you thought about your eyes?" Wu Yuan was still a simple and ridiculous tone.

Murong Beitang couldn't help but say, "What can it feel?"

"It is also uncomfortable, it is just your eyes, why do you want to be uncomfortable for your hair, this is unfair to your eyes."

Such a wonderful and humorous speech also made Murong Beitang laugh and laugh.

"I said you, I want to apologize to my eyes."

Hearing the words, Wu Yuan said with a smile: "That's all your hair, what does it have to do with you?"

Murong Begonia can't help but can't help.

But somehow, that was almost the word "hair" of her taboo words. Now, when it comes to, there is no pressure at all, and it seems to have nothing to do with her.

"You let go of me first, I haven't finished it yet, or you can cut it for me. I have seen it that it is not pleasing to the eye. This old hair, wash it back, I have to lie down.

Just cute. "

To say, Wu Yuan handed the scissors to Murong Begonia's hands.

After receiving the scissors, Murong Haitang gently put it down. Now she is not afraid of the scissors.

"The prince has done enough for Begonia. If the prince is not suspected, please lie down."

"Ah?" Wu Yuan was a little stunned.

But under the eyes of Murong Begonia's tenderness, he still lay down.

At this moment, Murong Haitang was willing.

It's not the grace, it's just a simple and enthusiastic response to this cute and angry man.

For a long time, Wu Yuan kissed the smooth forehead and looked at it.

"Don't look at it, what's good -looking for a little nun?"

Although Murong Begonia is self -deprecating, it is obviously easy to tone, and it is obviously that the heart knot has been opened.

"Unexpectedly, the prince still has this blessing, so he has soaked in such a beautiful nun." Wu Yuan teased.
Chapter completed!