The forensic princess is not easy to be!

Chapter 127 Don't want my son to pull his hair?

The first time Su Qingran wore such a long skirt, she almost tripped as soon as she raised her foot.

Walking forward with small steps, she glanced at her dress, feeling a little uncomfortable, "My lord, is this okay?"

Will he recognize her as a woman after she changes into a woman's dress?
Murong Che glanced at her clumsy appearance, his eyes drooped, and he couldn't easily fall on the bulging bun on her chest, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Su Qingran noticed his gaze, and hurriedly explained, "In order to look more like it, I stuffed some cotton."

"Come more next time." Murong Che said, his ears turned red, and he looked away unnaturally.

Su Qingran was stunned for a moment, and then realized the meaning of his words, her cheeks flushed slightly.

This man is really sloppy...

As the door opened with a creak, Bailihe also changed into women's clothes and came out.

When Su Qingran raised his eyes and looked over, he was suddenly amazed for a moment.

It is impossible to believe that this beautiful woman with red lips and white teeth is Bai Lihe, the master of Dali Temple.

When she was looking at it, a joke came over, "Han Qing, you are more beautiful than the number one beauty in the imperial capital when you put on women's clothes."

It is well known that the number one beauty in the imperial capital is Su Qingyu, the eldest lady of the Su family.

Su Qingran also teased, "To each other, you are much more beautiful than me."

Bai Lihe glanced at Su Qingran's ponytail that was dragging behind his head, and frowned, "Why didn't you pull up your hair?"

"I'm a man, how can I pull back a woman's hair?" Su Qingran emphasized.

She only knows how to tie a ponytail, and she doesn't know how to braid her hair well, let alone ancient complicated buns.Except for the flexible hands during the autopsy, her hands are probably useless at other times.

"Come here, I'll tie your hair." Bailihe gave her a hand.

"I didn't expect Baili to be so ingenious." Su Qingran glanced at the bun on Bailihe's head and couldn't help but praise.

"cough……"

Hearing the man's light cough, the corner of Bailihe's mouth hooked slightly, and he pushed Su Qingran to Murong Che's side, "Han Qing, your son's hair is much better than mine, why don't you let your son do it for you?" .”

"Don't, just hold me, Baili, don't go away..." Su Qingran couldn't help calling him.

This man Murong Che is black-bellied and stingy, and he is still a dignified son, will he condescend and condescend to pull her hair?

"I'll take a look outside." Bai Lihe said jokingly and looked at the crimson figure.

Murong Che glanced at Su Qingran and watched Bailihe leaving with reluctance, his face was slightly cold, "You don't want my son to pull his hair?"

Su Qingran stepped forward and said flatteringly: "How come, it is my honor that the prince can pull my hair for me personally."

"In that case, come here quickly."

"Okay." Su Qingran walked in front of Murong Che in two steps, holding her Luo Qun.

Glancing at the way she was lifting her skirt, Murong Che felt inexplicably naive.

He raised his hand and pulled away the chair in front of him, "Sit down."

Su Qingran felt the man's slender fingers pass through the black hair, her heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and she was a little nervous.

It was the first time that a man combed her long hair for such a big age.

Murong Che's movements were very gentle, and his fingertips passed through the hair, slightly itchy.

I didn't expect such a cold man to be so delicate.

Su Qingran's black hair was long and dense, and soon a delicate bun appeared in Murong Che's hands.

The fragrance is faint, with the unique fragrance of a woman, which rushes down the nostrils from time to time, it is her hair fragrance.

　I don’t feel like writing Qingjiu recently. It’s very stuck. It takes half an hour to write a hundred characters. , Thank you for your understanding, okay?

　　
　
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