Is he cursing himself into becoming bald?

Gentle and sunken his face, "I'm thinking about things."

"What do you think so seriously?" Dongfang Aoshi looked at her, and the light in his eyes flowed.

"This is my business, there is no need to tell you." Wenrou grabbed her hair back.

He also glared at Dongfang Aoshi viciously—

The action of playing with hair is too intimate. In the gentle impression, only couples will do this.

She and Dongfang Aoshi have nothing to do with each other!

Without forcefully demanding gentle acceptance of any of his actions as usual, Dongfang Aoshi curled his lips and stopped.

Gentle frowned: Dongfang Aoshi was not forced or angry?

Too abnormal!

At this time, shouldn’t Dongfang Aoshi forcefully force her against all kinds of persecution?

how……

"Everything is ready?" Dongfang Aoshi's black eyes swept lightly.

The manager stepped forward respectfully, "Please wait, your subordinates tied up their hair for the princess, and you can set off."

As he said that, he had to move.

Dongfang Aoshi waves

The manager handed the comb to Dongfang Aoshi and brought a chair over.

Dongfang Aoshi sat down.
Chapter completed!