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256 A childhood dream
Rong Yan came back to her senses and laughed foolishly. She understood that Liancheng Yazhi must have misunderstood her and thought that she was asking him to brush her hair.
This was the first time someone had combed her hair for her.
When she was very young, Rong Yan had always been particularly envious of Yang Yan for combing Rong Jia’s hair every morning. At that time, she had fantasized many times that if her mother also combed her hair, she would definitely die of happiness.
Unfortunately, the word happiness was a luxury that she could never touch in her childhood. She couldn’t even fantasize about it. She didn’t even get to see it once!
She really didn’t expect that she was already in her twenties, and a man would comb her hair for her!
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAlthough this man was very clumsy and his movements were very unfamiliar, causing her scalp to hurt from time to time, Xuanji Rong Yan’s heart was still very soft and warm!
He felt a little bit of happiness that he had not felt for a long time!
“Don’t laugh!” Liancheng Yazhi scolded in a low voice.
It was his first time combing a woman’s hair, so his movements were extremely awkward.
Liancheng Yazhi was puzzled. He was so flexible with guns and could assemble any kind of gun part in the shortest time possible. Why did it feel so difficult to comb Rong Yan’s hair with this comb that he usually used?
Rong Yan’s hair was quite long, almost reaching her waist. It was black and shiny without any artificial embellishments, which was what Liancheng Yazhi liked to touch.
But why was it so difficult for Yingluo to comb it? Why?
Liancheng Yazhi was already as careful as he could, but he still managed to pull off a few strands of Rong Yan’s hair. Looking at the long hair that was pulled out by the roots, Liancheng Yazhi’s movements became gentler.
He combed Rong Yan’s hair with the most careful strength, trying not to hurt her!
However, he didn’t know that Rong Yan didn’t care about this little pain at all at this moment.
When he finally finished combing Rong Yan’s hair, Liancheng Yazhi’s palms were already covered in a layer of sweat. He quickly threw the comb on the bed.
Liancheng Yazhi said fiercely,”alright, if you dare to tease me again ...”
however, before he could finish speaking, rong yan’s body suddenly leaned back and happened to lean on him. her head was slightly tilted up because of her posture. from liancheng yazhi’s angle, he could see the smile in her eyes.
“Mr. Liancheng, thank you. When I was young, I envied other people’s mothers who combed their daughters ‘hair the most,” she said.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLiancheng Yazhi didn’t finish his sentence just now. He frowned and said, ” “Are you saying that I look like your mother?”
Rong Yan chuckled and turned around to hug his waist. She rested her chin on his lower abdomen and looked up at him like a child.”Of course not. You fulfilled a dream I had when I was young.”
Liancheng Yazhi instantly felt that he had become much greater. Alright, seeing that this woman had lacked love since she was young, he would forgive her this once.
Let’s forget about her asking him to comb her hair for now. [ Secretary Zhou: young master ya, you’re so generous. Next time, can you not involve me in your anger? ]
He raised his hand and stroked the top of Rong Yan’s head twice, asking, ” “Can we eat now?”
“Yes, I’m so hungry!” Rong Yan nodded.
Liancheng Yazhi’s eyes softened and he pressed the button on the coffee table again. Soon, the maids came up again, and Liancheng Yazhi ordered them to serve more food.
In less than ten minutes, the maid pushed the dining cart in.
There was a sofa and a table in Liancheng Yazhi’s house, and the maids placed the food on the glass table.
Liancheng Yazhi waved at Rong Yan.
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