Time travel to become Long Aotian's daughter

Chapter 45

"Father, Su Jiang is here to tell you a story~"

As soon as Long Yi opened the door, he saw his own daughter who was like a peach. Because she had just come out of the bathroom, the little girl's skin was white and rosy, so tender that it seemed that water could be squeezed out, and her wet curly hair was casually covered. In the back, playful and cute.

Wait, it's wet, Long Yi's smile froze, he picked up the little girl's armpits with both hands and walked into the room, Su Jiang, who was caught off guard and raised high, looked dazed, why did she take off all of a sudden?

"Why didn't you dry your hair, why did Fei Ruyan go?"

While talking, Long Yi dug out clean towels and a hair dryer. The teacher in the parenting class said that the child's body is very fragile. After washing the hair, he should dry it immediately or he will have a fever and catch a cold. Besides, his daughter's health is not very good. .

"Sister Fei is very sad today. She seems to have lost her love. When Su Jiang left, she was still crying and cursing in the room."

Long Yi had no choice but to help his forehead. He must hire a reliable nanny another day. In fact, he started looking for a nanny very early, but he was good at kung fu and took care of children. The female nanny with a clean background and good character was really too Hard to find.

It's really uneasy to entrust his daughter to those five people to take care of him. One is more unreliable than the other. Besides, the five of them are already too busy to separate themselves, and so is he. This is not a long-term solution.

But now we still have to solve the problem at hand. It seems that he accidentally stuck the comb on his daughter's head. What should I do?
Long Yi's expression suddenly became bewildered, because there was no mirror, so Su Jiang couldn't see what happened behind her, she just thought that Long Yi stopped to study how to blow her hair.

Long Yi was indeed studying, but just studying how to remove the comb from her head silently.

Su Jiang originally had a head of curly hair that was easy to tangle, Long Yi observed for a long time but still couldn't figure out how it was entangled, how to untangle it, he couldn't understand what kind of tangle it was at all.

"Baby, Daddy has bad news for you."

Long Yi was inexplicably guilty, what should I do, will my daughter think he is an unreliable father?

"What, Dad, is it about Su Jiang?"

Sometimes a woman's intuition is really accurate and terrifying. Su Jiang knows that the bad news is about her without guessing, but her tone is indescribably calm.

"Well, it's baby, we may need to change our hairstyle."

Su Jiang:? ?

What do you mean by that, isn't her little curly hair cute now? Su Jiang touched her head subconsciously, and this touch happened to touch the comb stuck on her head.

"Wait, baby, don't move!"

"hiss……"

It was too late when Long Yi went to stop him, Su Jiang pulled the comb, her scalp was green and painful, and her tears were about to come out from the pain.

"Father, Su Jiang, go and look in the mirror."

Su Jiang hurriedly ran to the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and when she saw the messy mess on her head, she almost fainted.

"Baby, Dad doesn't know how this hair is entangled."

Long Yi twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and couldn't help but start to loathe himself in his heart.

Su Jiang frowned in distress, sad that her father was the biggest danger when they all said there was no danger, it seemed that she really wanted to change her hairstyle now.

Long Yi took out his mobile phone and didn't know who he dialed a number to, but Su Jiang guessed that it must be the wronged assistant. Isn't that how the president plays in the text, the domineering president and his hard-working and omnipotent assistant.

"Get me the best stylist in City A right now."

The assistant on the other end was confused. Why did my boss call a stylist in the middle of the night? There is no other schedule today. Could it be that the boss wants to do a bedtime hairstyle?

Although he didn't understand, the omnipotent assistant found a stylist for Long Yi within half an hour. The stylist who was called was in a state of excitement when he first arrived at the villa. Is it the legendary stylist of the Dragon King?
When she got to the living room, her eyes lit up suddenly when she saw Long Yi with a sad face. Does such a man with temperament, good looks and rich money really exist in this world?
"My lord, the stylist is here."

The stylist immediately had a professional smile on her face, here she is, she can really help such a perfect man to style with her own hands, she will have no regrets in her career.

"500 million, help my daughter get her hair done."

Wait, 500 million, wait, daughter!
The stylist had a little regret in her heart, but she soon let go of it. Sure enough, high-quality men belong to other people.

"Okay, sir, where is your daughter?"

Hearing this, Long Yi pointed to a small lump on the sofa beside him. Su Jiang was covered with a sky-blue blanket, covering her head and body obediently, like a mushroom growing in a corner.

"Baby, let this auntie help you take off the comb, okay?"

The stylist only felt that Long Yi's words were like a knife, stabbing her hard in the heart, what kind of auntie, she is only 25.

The assistant's curious little eyes kept glancing at Su Jiang who was still autistic on the sofa, what comb, what take it off?

Su Jiang, who was still autistic at first, stood up suddenly, and the blanket covering her body slipped off. She almost flew off the sofa, and ran to the stylist in no time.

When the assistant saw the comb wrapped around Su Jiang's hair, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, so he called the stylist in the middle of the night to help the lady remove the comb stuck on her head?
And looking at the guilty look of the boss today, he couldn't be the one who made the comb like this, right?

"Sister, can you help Su Jiang?"

Su Jiang blinked, her deer eyes filled with mist were slightly red, and her tone was pitiful.

The stylist's brain lost the ability to think in an instant, and she didn't want handsome men or anything. She immediately wanted to have such a cute daughter.

She didn't want to do this either, but she called her sister.

"It's all right, my sister will take it off for the baby."

Looking at the stylist who looked like he had been injected again, Long Yi frowned uncontrollably.

"Baby, your little curly hair is too thin, my sister can only cut them off for you."

Su Jiang nodded when she heard the words, although she was very reluctant to part with her little curly hair, but she didn't want to continue to wear a big comb on her head.

Su Jiang heard the sound of scissors clicking and clicking, and a sentence came to mind.

Every time the scissors clicked, a little curly hair would be lost from her head.

Goodbye, her little curly hair, the old will not go and the new will not come.

(End of this chapter)