Fengling Mengmeng saw a lot of those bottles and jars, as well as swords, knives and other things, and each one looked quite valuable.
The bloodlust came at night, so why not just take him to steal Ren Juechen's study!
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"Princess, the owner of the village is here!"
Just as Fengling Meng was lost in thought, Ding Xiang ran in with excitement on her face.
Fengling Mengmeng was surprised, but accidentally pulled her long hair due to this action.
The maid who was combing her hair hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..."
"It's okay, you can continue." Fengling Mengmeng said helplessly. The maids here treated her as if she was very sensitive and would be afraid of the slightest thing.
It was as if she was a tigress that would eat them up.
After receiving Fengling Mengmeng's forgiveness, the maid who was combing her hair dared to continue to help her comb her hair.
Looking at the panicked look of the maid in the mirror.
This dressing table was added after Fengling Mengmeng moved in. It didn't exist originally.
Originally, Fengling Mengmeng thought there was no need to go to such trouble. In fact, she could just change her place to live. However, Ding Xiang said that this was the best room in Butterfly Villa, and other rooms were prone to snakes, insects, rats, and ants.
In fact, she wasn't afraid of bugs and mice, but the snake... made her a little cautious. Although she also knew that her mother had opened a restaurant in the Red Lotus Kingdom for several years, and she also specialized in snake meat.
But as soon as she saw that thing, she felt numb all over.
Just as he was thinking about it, Ren Juechen entered the room.
Fengling Mengmeng sat upright and let the maid help her comb her hair, deliberately not turning her head to look at anyone.
Seeing that Fengling Mengmeng ignored him, Ren Juechen took a few steps and walked behind her: "Let me do it."
Waving his hand, he motioned for the maid to leave.
The maid was a little surprised, but she still retreated in panic, leaving the seat behind Fengling Mengmeng to Ren Juechen.
"Hey! What do you want to do?" Fengling Mengmeng looked at Ren Juechen from the mirror, his fingers were gently threading through her hair.
Today he was still wearing a crescent-white robe, and he looked the same as before, but he felt that he seemed to be much more energetic today than usual.
Apparently, something good happened.
"What do you think I'm doing?" He lowered his eyes and saw Fengling Mengmeng squinting at himself in the mirror. Ren Juechen couldn't help but laugh.
What's wrong with her? He doesn't seem to have done anything to make her angry these days, right?
She made his study a mess, and he didn't cause any trouble for her. Why did she look at her like this when he came?
"Let go of my hair, I'm afraid you'll ruin my black and beautiful hair!" Fengling Mengmeng looked at the person in the mirror dissatisfied. If he looked like he was doing something, then what else could he say?
That way he was obviously combing her hair into a bun.
Let’s not talk about whether he knows it or not, and what his skills are, but can he comb his hair casually?
She only knew that her father would often help her mother do simple buns, and her fourth and fifth uncles would also do the same.
Then in what capacity did he help her comb her hair?
"Don't worry, this kind of thing will never happen." Ren Juechen chuckled, without stopping the movement of his hands.
Seeing this, Ding Xiang covered her mouth and snickered: "The princess doesn't know, right? The owner of the village dresses and combs his hair every day by himself."