The arrogant medical concubine wants to go to heaven

Chapter 430 Tie Her Hair
It's just that when Yu An'an paints, her hair always falls down. Last time, she cut her long hair half short to dress up as a man, and then tied her hair with a headband. She usually doesn't think it's a problem. All the way down to block her view.

She had no choice but to pin her hair back once in a while, but after a while, it fell out again.

When she was halfway through the painting, Feng Yu said: "Come here."

Yu Anan had no choice but to put down the pen and walk to him, and he motioned her to squat down again, she didn't know what he was going to do, but his hand was already stroking her hair, she was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "My lord, It can't be done."

Feng Yu ignored her, picked up the comb beside her and combed her hair.

Yu Anan heard her own heartbeat. She always felt that it was a very warm and ambiguous thing for a man to comb a woman's hair. Every strand of black hair slipped from his fingertips. It was something only men and women who loved each other could do. What did that mean to her?
Ever since he pressed her under him that day, she felt a little uneasy, thinking that she had escaped a disaster, but Feng Yu's attitude towards her made her feel that there was someone else. Man, she is a man and Feng Yu still treats her like this, he must not really have such a tendency, right?
She felt a little uneasy, and felt a little pity for him. If he was born so outstanding, if he had such a hobby, how could it make women in the world feel embarrassed?
It's just that the feeling of the two of them getting along like this is not bad after all. Anyway, he is the man she fell in love with for the first time in two lifetimes. If his temperament is not so domineering and unreasonable, she feels that it is difficult to get along with him. It is also a very happy thing to stay together.

Feng Yu had obviously never combed her hair before. At the beginning, his movements were very clumsy, but after combing for a while, he seemed to have found the trick in the middle. He combed her hair very smoothly, and quickly combed her hair. , wrapped her hair with her hair band, and then took out a hairpin from the side and stuck it in her hair.

Yu An'an recognized with sharp eyes that the hairpin was something he had been peeling for the past few days. The material of the hairpin may be very ordinary, but he carved it out by himself, and its value is hard to estimate.

She said softly: "My lord, this hairpin..."

"I'll see you off." Feng Yu interrupted her.

Yu An'an became even more nervous, and hurriedly said: "This is not very good..."

"What's wrong." Feng Yu put down the comb, and said slowly: "This hairpin was originally intended to be given to her by the king. Since she has left, I will give it to you."

He has always wanted to make something for Yu An'an by himself, but he is usually very busy and blind, and the craftsmanship of this hairpin is also very complicated. He has been doing it since before marriage, and today is finally done.

It was meant to be given to her, no matter what status she is now, there is nothing wrong with giving it to her after all.

I'm afraid that in her eyes, she might not take such a small wooden hairpin to heart.

After hearing the words, Yu An'an could only say, "Thank you, my lord."

After thanking her, she went to paint again, but at this time her heart was more complicated than before, because she didn't know what Feng Yu was thinking, and her anxiety was even stronger.

It's just that her hair no longer falls down, and the speed of painting is much faster.

Soon she was done, and she looked pretty well to herself.

(End of this chapter)