Chapter 152 Would you like to tie your hair and wear a hairpin when you reach your age?
Lin Caisang: "..."
In fact, we just need to know these things well, and there is no need to organize them into words, right?
I really don’t want to hear it!!!
"It's just, little Sangzi, I'm not the only one in danger, you're with me, right?" Ya Molian said again.
Lin Caisang: "!!!"
She is not a dangerous person, she...
Okay, okay, she admits that she is in a little bit of danger, but she is a doctor, a doctor, and her hands are used to treat illnesses and save people, and make some money on the way.
He's really not a dangerous person!
"Mo, Brother Mo Lian, what do you... mean?"
It sounds like you want to tie her to him on a rope? Well, she is not a grasshopper!
"Little Sangzi, when you are old enough to have hairpins, how about I tie up your hair and wear a hairpin?" Suddenly, he asked seriously.
"Tie your hair and wear a hairpin?"
Lin Caisang frowned, feeling a little out of tune.
Aren't they discussing that dangerous topic? Why are they wearing hairpins and hairpins again? Isn't this a bit too big a span?
"Yes, I will personally tie your hair and put on a jade hairpin when the time comes." Ya Molian's eyes dimmed slightly and she explained again.
But at the same time, he was extremely certain in his heart that the little girl who was so close to him at this moment had no idea how important it was for a woman to tie her hair and wear a hairpin.
"Okay?"
"Uh, okay, okay." Lin Caisang nodded slightly and responded.
Isn't it just a matter of tying up her hair and wearing a hairpin? What's the big deal? She also combs her hair every day.
"really?"
Lin Caisang nodded as if he was unsure, and Ya Molian asked again.
"Seriously." She curled her lips, thinking it was nothing special.
"Never regret it?" he asked again.
"How could I go back on my word? I, Lin Caisang, have always spoken loudly. How could I do something like that?" Lin Caisang's eyes widened.
Is this an insult to her?
Moreover, if I don’t just wear a hairpin, is it necessary to ask so many times?
"What, you don't believe it, do you want me to create a certificate for you?" She raised her eyebrows and asked him.
"Um...ok."
"What?"
Hearing that he actually asked her to establish a written document, Lin Caisang's mouth opened so wide that she could have stuffed an egg into it.
And the next moment, before she came back to her senses, the oil lamp in the room had been lit, and the pen and ink she had used to draw the picture was taken over by Ya Molian.
Lin Caisang: "!!!"
What kind of situation is this? Do you really want to create a document for such a trivial matter?
Brother Mo Lian, are you having a convulsion? However, it doesn't matter if the wording is not established. She is afraid that when Ya Mo Lian is angry, she will read back the original article.
"Do you really want to establish a written record?" she asked him carefully.
Why do you feel that this is actually a big pitfall? But what big pitfall can it be if you just comb your hair and wear a hairpin?
"You regretted it?" Ya Molian's black eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Well, if I don't regret it, how could I regret it?"
Forget it, let's just establish a written evidence. She would just think that she was going crazy with Ya Molian. She could only stop thinking about saying who was dangerous or not. She could do whatever she wanted.
With a few strokes of "swish, swish, swish", a piece of writing fell into Ya Molian's hand.
I saw him drying the note with satisfaction, folding it and carefully putting it into his arms. He told her to go back to sleep quickly and don't catch a cold, and then left.