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3168. Chapter 3168 [Oriental] still has another purpose 18

What kind of style is Dongfang Aoshi?

Could it be that he wants to comb his hair?

Thinking of this possibility, Wenrou couldn't help but tremble and her scalp became numb.

A demon like Dongfang Aoshi actually wanted to comb her hair...

This kind of thing is scary no matter how you think about it.

Gentle subconsciously moved aside and reached out, "Give me a comb, I'll comb myself."

Dongfang Aoshi glanced at her and said indifferently, "Will the second lady tie her hair?"

"..." Gentle Reu fell silent for a moment.

After living in ancient times for so long, she had become accustomed to everything.

Only when combing your hair, gentleness can never learn it—

The hairstyles in ancient times were very beautiful and the styles were varied. They often needed to wrap around their hair. If you didn’t learn it specifically, it would be impossible.

Even if you have to study it specifically, you must have wisdom.

Gentleness belongs to the kind of person who has no wisdom and cannot learn it no matter how hard it is.

"If you don't know, don't waste my time, sit down." Dongfang Aoshi said, with a cold expression.

Wenrou didn't want to be angry, but when she saw Dongfang Aoshi's natural expression, she became angry and couldn't help but mock her, "Can you be the Ninth Prince?"

Dongfang Aoshi curled his lips and his confident expression, "What do you think Miss Second?"

Gentle frown-

Could it be that he really can?

impossible.

A demon like Dongfang Aoshi is almost the same as slashing people with a knife, how could he comb his hair?

Moreover, it is the complex hairstyle of ancient women.

Gentle doesn't believe it at all.

"Will you know if you try it?" Dongfang Aoshi saw through what she was thinking at first glance.

Gentle glanced at him and sat down.

She wants to see how Dongfang Aoshi fulfilled this lie!

Gentle thought about it, if Dongfang Aoshi couldn't comb, he would laugh at him fiercely!

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Half an hour later.

Gentle widened her eyes, looking at herself in the bronze mirror, with an incredible expression—

I never thought that Dongfang Aoshi could really comb his hair!

Not only does he know how to comb, his skills are not inferior to those in charge of the business!

During the whole process, she didn't hurt!

Even the familiar manager would occasionally pull her hair.

The Oriental Proud Shi...

Gentleness was a little bit thundered.

The jaw is held.

Dongfang Aoshi looked left and right, inserted his hairpin into his gentle hair, and finished it perfectly.

Gentle Rou stayed there, and her whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, and she couldn't even come back to her senses.

How is it possible...?!

Dongfang Aoshi actually knows how to comb his hair...

"Why? I was scared by my craft?" Dongfang Aoshi curled his lips evilly.

yes.

Not only was he scared, but he was also scared.

Of course, it is impossible for gentleness to express the true thoughts in his heart.

He stared at him, came to his senses, and deliberately said contemptuously, "Isn't it just a comb, what's there to scare?"

Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows with great interest.

Gentle guessed with her toes, and everyone knew what his expression meant!

Dongfang Aoshi is mocking her for being right and wrong—

He was obviously frightened, but refused to admit it.

This is indeed the case.

Gentle was frightened by Dongfang Aoshi's skill in combing his hair.

But she wouldn't admit it even if she died.

I don’t want to see Dongfang Aoshi’s proud look. What kind of style does Dongfang Aoshi have?

Could it be that he wants to comb his hair?

Thinking of this possibility, Wenrou couldn't help but tremble and her scalp became numb.

A demon like Dongfang Aoshi actually wanted to comb her hair...

This kind of thing is scary no matter how you think about it.

Gentle subconsciously moved aside and reached out, "Give me a comb, I'll comb myself."

Dongfang Aoshi glanced at her and said indifferently, "Will the second lady tie her hair?"

"..." Gentle Reu fell silent for a moment.

After living in ancient times for so long, she had become accustomed to everything.

Only when combing your hair, gentleness can never learn it—

The hairstyles in ancient times were very beautiful and the styles were varied. They often needed to wrap around their hair. If you didn’t learn it specifically, it would be impossible.

Even if you have to study it specifically, you must have wisdom.

Gentleness belongs to the kind of person who has no wisdom and cannot learn it no matter how hard it is.

"If you don't know, don't waste my time, sit down." Dongfang Aoshi said, with a cold expression.

Wenrou didn't want to be angry, but when she saw Dongfang Aoshi's natural expression, she became angry and couldn't help but mock her, "Can you be the Ninth Prince?"

Dongfang Aoshi curled his lips and his confident expression, "What do you think Miss Second?"

Gentle frown-

Could it be that he really can?

impossible.

A demon like Dongfang Aoshi is almost the same as slashing people with a knife, how could he comb his hair?

Moreover, it is the complex hairstyle of ancient women.

Gentle doesn't believe it at all.

"Will you know if you try it?" Dongfang Aoshi saw through what she was thinking at first glance.

Gentle glanced at him and sat down.

She wants to see how Dongfang Aoshi fulfilled this lie!

Gentle thought about it, if Dongfang Aoshi couldn't comb, he would laugh at him fiercely!

***************************Oriental split line*************************

************

Half an hour later.

Gentle widened her eyes, looking at herself in the bronze mirror, with an incredible expression—

I never thought that Dongfang Aoshi could really comb his hair!

Not only does he know how to comb, his skills are not inferior to those in charge of the business!

During the whole process, she didn't hurt!

Even the familiar manager would occasionally pull her hair.

The Oriental Proud Shi...

Gentleness was a little bit thundered.

The jaw is held.

Dongfang Aoshi looked left and right, inserted his hairpin into his gentle hair, and finished it perfectly.

Gentle Rou stayed there, and her whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, and she couldn't even come back to her senses.

How is it possible...?!

Dongfang Aoshi actually knows how to comb his hair...

"Why? I was scared by my craft?" Dongfang Aoshi curled his lips evilly.

yes.

Not only was he scared, but he was also scared.

Of course, it is impossible for gentleness to express the true thoughts in his heart.

He stared at him, came to his senses, and deliberately said contemptuously, "Isn't it just a comb, what's there to scare?"

Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows with great interest.

Gentle guessed with her toes, and everyone knew what his expression meant!

Dongfang Aoshi is mocking her for being right and wrong—

He was obviously frightened, but refused to admit it.

This is indeed the case.

Gentle was frightened by Dongfang Aoshi's skill in combing his hair.

But she wouldn't admit it even if she died.

I don’t want to see Dongfang’s proud and proud look.


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