Chapter 74 Your Majesty is really ingenious! (5/10)
Chapter 74 Your Majesty, you are so ingenious! (510) Please vote for me!
Ming Zhao raised his eyes, his face darker than his body... Isn't this a normal thing? Is this worth laughing at?
Wen Xiaotu said sarcastically: "I don't mean anything else, I just... I have never seen you like this." - In the modern era of entertainment to death, she has seen a lot of handsome guys with exposed flesh, although there are also some with darker skin.
, but most of them are all the same color.
Ming Zhao couldn't help but sneer, "You are a little girl, so of course you have never seen a man's body!"
Wen Xiaotu: Sorry, not to mention on the screen, in reality, there are so many men and women who can just find a beach and dress very sparingly.
Even so, His Majesty the Emperor's figure still gave her a big impact. The black and white skin color made her laugh, but the chest muscles were too majestic!
The honey-colored chest is half covered in the water, the strong chest muscles are undulating slightly, and water drops are dripping from the neck - this figure is quite good!
Wen Xiaotu secretly nodded inwardly.
Ming Zhaohu couldn't help but frown. Wen's reaction was a little too abnormal. A young girl with a beautiful body, seeing a man's body for the first time, didn't blush at all? She actually criticized me.
add?!
Could it be that it's because you are too thick-skinned?
Well, yes, it must be so.
"Come here and rub your back with me." His Majesty the Emperor ordered like an uncle.
Wen Xiaotu: Moman, did you really ask me to be a bather?!
Wen Xiaotu vomited in his heart, and then slowly walked over, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the bath towel on the side, and started to rub the emperor's back.
Isn’t the back too hard? It’s like a stone sculpture!
The stone majesty made a dissatisfied voice: "Have you not had enough to eat?" - Is this a back rub or an itch?
Wen Xiaotu moved his hands for a moment, thought seriously for a few seconds, and then nodded: "As you said, I'm a little hungry." - It's almost time to have dinner, right?
Ming Zhao:……
Forget it, it’s not the first day I’ve seen who Mr. Wen is.
So, Emperor Mingzhao, who was sitting in the big tub taking a cold bath, suddenly stood up!
Ah, abs!
Eight pack abs!
The water drops slipped from the abdominal muscles and submerged into the mermaid line...
Wen Xiaotu's eyes felt dizzy.
Damn, you didn’t even say a word in advance when you wanted to come out! She turned around in a hurry, Ma Liu picked up the big bath towel on the shelf next to her, lowered her head deeply, and presented it to the exhibitionist dog emperor.
With a chuckle, the towel was taken away.
"I thought you wouldn't be shy!" Ming Zhao's voice was a bit sarcastic.
Wen Xiaotu: I'm just afraid of needle eyes!
Ming Zhao casually wiped the water droplets on his body, threw the bath towel on the ground, then walked to the clothes rack, took out his jacket and pants, and put them on himself.
Wen Xiaotu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, His Majesty the Emperor was not just a man who could only open his mouth when it came to clothes and food - at least he could dress himself, and he dressed quite neatly.
After a while, Emperor Mingzhao had already put on his outer robe, which was an almost black azurite round-neck robe with dark patterns. The gold silk belt buckle inlaid with gems around his waist looked particularly noble.
Ming Zhao sat on a chair nearby and said calmly: "Come over and comb my hair again."
The emperor just said he was taking a bath, but in fact it was just a soak in cold water, so he did not wash his hair - it was obviously impossible for the ancients to wash their hair every day.
His Majesty the Emperor's hair is as black as ink, neatly tied up, and fixed on the top of his head with a double-dragon golden crown and a white jade cloud-patterned hairpin.
Wen Xiaotu: Why do you need to comb your hair again? It’s not messy!
Although he complained in his heart, he still stepped forward obediently and found that the hair on the back of His Majesty's head had been splashed wet. Wen Xiaotu picked up a dry towel and wiped it twice for him before taking out the hair.
Yun hairpin, take off the double dragon golden crown, and then, the black hair falls down like a waterfall.
The hair volume is impressive!
And she even has long hair that reaches her waist!
Black, long and straight!
Wen Xiaotu couldn't help but secretly complain.
His Majesty the Emperor's hair was black, thick, and quite smooth. He combed it with an ivory comb more than a dozen times and straightened it out, but the ends were a little dry. Wen Xiaotu saw several bottles of hair on the table beside him.
He opened the oil one by one, smelled it, picked out a bottle of woody scented hair oil, poured a few drops into his palm, rubbed it a few times, and applied it to the ends of His Majesty the Emperor's hair.
Smelling the elegant woody fragrance, Ming Zhao's eyebrows relaxed slightly, "How do you know that I like styrax hair oil?"
Wen Xiaotu was stunned: "I don't know - I just smelled the fragrant flowers from several bottles, which doesn't suit you." - She silently glanced at His Majesty the Emperor's dark face.
Ming Zhao said lightly: "I really don't like the fragrant floral scented hair oil."
My hair is neatly combed and hair oil has been applied. The next step is...how to ball up such long hair and fix it on the top of my head?
Wen Xiaotu had no choice but to search for the memory of the original owner tying his brother's hair many years ago, and then started to do it. He first combed the upper half of his hair, and then tied it... Um, there doesn't seem to be a hair tie here?!
Then just twist it up?
Twist, twist, twist, twist!
As a result, it turned into an unknown object in the shape of a daddy...
And it's not strong.
Ah, wrong, try again!
"Do you know how to comb your hair?" Ming Zhao sighed, could this Wen be any more useless?
Wen Xiaotu said sarcastically: "I really don't know how to comb men's hair. I can only tie it up, then twist it up, and then tie it up again..." - that is, tie it into a ponytail first, then twist it into a bun, and then
Tie and secure.
However, if you want to fix it on the top of your head, you must divide it into two parts and comb it. It may seem troublesome, but it is actually a method that even a fool can learn.
But without the hair tie, she would be blind.
Mingzhao raised his hand helplessly: "Give me the comb."
"Oh!" Wen Xiaotu hurriedly presented it with both hands.
Then I saw the Emperor holding a comb in one hand and lifting up his long hair with the other. He combed it quickly a few times, then began to twist it left and right. With the help of an agarwood hairpin, the upper half of his hair was firmly fixed on the top of his head. Then
The lower part is also done in the same way, and within a few seconds, the hair is already tied up on top of the head.
Then, holding the bun with one hand, he took out the agarwood hairpin, put on the Double Dragon Golden Crown, and finally inserted the white jade cloud hairpin and fixed it firmly.
Wen Xiaotu was dumbfounded. Is this good? Not even a hair rope was used in the whole process!
In fact, the original owner's memory also has various ways of combing men's and women's hairstyles, but... to her, this thing is equivalent to an instructional video. Whether she can understand it or not is one thing, but whether she can learn it is another thing
Already.
Brain: Ah, I know it~
Hand: Bah, what a ghost!
Although Wen Xiaotu inherited his memory, he could only comb himself into a simple low bun, which required the help of a lot of hair ropes, and the comb was not as good as Hong Guo Bi Xin.
So she lay down and let Hong Guo Bixin comb her hair.
By lying down, my technique and skills naturally retreat further, to the point where I can no longer even comb a man's hair!
Having said that, it is obvious that she can copy the original owner's embroidery skills, and the level is about the same. - Oh, by the way, the original owner is not good at embroidery and only knows simple flat stitch embroidery. In this era, it is simply useless.
Hands-on craftsmanship.
So the original owner was just as clumsy as she was.
Wen Xiaotu couldn't help but sigh that his hands were not as dexterous as a grown man's, "Your Majesty, you are really ingenious."
Ming Zhao was arranging his hair in front of the mirror. When he heard this compliment, he felt bad! Is this a word to describe a man?!
I will post the remaining five updates in the evening. I wish everyone a happy New Year.
