Feng Liye's legs were not very comfortable to sleep on, and her muscles were so stiff that she was shaking.
In addition, I was very hungry, half because I felt uncomfortable and half because I was hungry.
When he woke up, he was still lying on a certain man's lap.
After seeing his sleeping position clearly, he was so scared that he woke up immediately.
"you……"
Feng Liye stiffened her tall body and stared at her face with lowered eyes: "What am I?"
"It's nothing!" I didn't know whether to thank or apologize at first, but when I heard his voice that was as stiff as my legs, my guilt disappeared immediately.
She stood up and stretched, only to realize that her long hair had been pulled up and tied behind her head.
Qingge glanced sideways. She didn't have a mirror and didn't know what her hair looked like now.
Feng Li Yeqian coughed and turned away from her: "I saw your long hair was messy, so I tied it up for you out of boredom."
Although these words still sound very harsh, but... does this count as the prince dressing her up?
Combing your hair! It feels amazing.
Qingge walked to the edge of the pool. Feng Liye suddenly became a little nervous, and her tone suddenly became vicious: "What do you mean? Doubt this prince's ability?"
"No, I'm just curious about what I look like now."
She still stuck her head out and took a look in the water.
Fengliye was actually feeling uneasy.
It was the first time in my life to comb a girl's hair. Although it looked very pleasing to me, what if she didn't like it?
In fact, she just pulled up her long hair and tied it loosely behind her head.
He really can't style other hairstyles and has no experience at all.
Will the dead woman despise his craftsmanship and not be as good as those wild men like Mu Bai and Mu Yuan?
Although the man looks as cold as ice, only the big palm hidden in his sleeve that is slowly sweating can reveal his uneasiness.
Qingge looked at herself in the water for what seemed like a long time.
There is no expression on his face. I don’t know what he is thinking. Could it be that he is disgusted?
Feng Liye's palms squeezed tighter.
He almost broke his palm with his sharp nails!
What on earth is she thinking? Is she really so disgusted?
He kindly helped her comb her hair, but she dared to dislike him!
A dead woman who needs to be cleaned up!
Feng Liye waited and waited, but still couldn't wait for a nice word to say. Finally, she couldn't wait any longer: "Damn woman, how dare you..."
"So, I can have such a gentle side?"
Qingge suddenly squatted down by the pool and admired herself on the water.
There was not much mist on the surface of the pool at this time, and her face, long hair, and eyebrows could actually be seen clearly.
Her long hair was tied back, loosely, with a few strands of hair accidentally falling down and untied, probably because the man's fingers were not flexible enough.
Unexpectedly, a few strands slipped down like this, which actually made her look a little less cold and sharp as before.
But it's a little more gentle and gentle like the wind.
"It's so beautiful." She sighed.
It doesn't seem good to praise yourself, but it's really good-looking.
Feng Liye's clenched palms were loosened at some point.
Although it was a bit awkward, the voice was always deliberately cold.
However, the excitement that could not be hidden in the words could not help but spill out: "Really... beautiful?"
"Of course, I have good looks, how can I not look good?"
Qingge smiled at him. This time, she was really happy: "I dress up so beautifully, we can't waste it. Let's go shopping!"
