Unruly Xiaohuangxian: God asks for a hug

Chapter 99 Use your fingers as a comb to comb her hair

Of course, Mitu didn't think it was too much, on the contrary, he felt very satisfied, let him show such a messy side in front of the person he likes, and it was deliberately made like this by Ming Qing.

Knowing that Zhu Cheng would come, he deliberately urged Ming Qing to set fire to Xuanruo Palace, or in other words, his goal was not Bu Kangyu from the beginning, but he just planned to use this excuse to teach Zhu Cheng a lesson, and dare to covet his little Huang Son, we must be prepared to die.

I have to say that Mitu is downright bad, and also very stingy, to care so much about a mortal.

Things were almost over, and Mitu felt that there was nothing to see, so he took Ming Qing and disappeared in place.

Before leaving, Ming Qing gave Zhu Cheng a guilty look, she really didn't mean to return him like this, even though she was the one who started the fire.

"Should we put out the fire before leaving?" Ming Qing asked worriedly.

"It will rain when you are ugly, don't worry." Mitu said.

It was already dawn, and Ming Qing lay on the bed all night, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She, who loves to stay in bed the most on weekdays, got up early today for the first time.

Mitu saw that she had two big dark circles under her eyes, and felt very distressed. He pulled Ming Qing into his arms and asked softly, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Ming Qing nodded: "Well, I have insomnia." Her tone was a little helpless, half coquettish and half aggrieved.

Mitu couldn't resist this kind of Mingqing, and his heart softened in a mess. He patted her on the back lightly and coaxed: "Sleep over there for a while."

But Ming Qing shook his head and said: "I don't know what happened yesterday, I'll go find out the situation and ask Zhu Cheng if his injury is serious."

When Mitu heard the words, his face turned black immediately, the surrounding temperature soared layer by layer, and the air was about to boil, but Xiao Huang'er in his arms couldn't feel anything.

Mitu's tone was impatient, and he said viciously, "Do you care about him?" Although he used a question, he knew it was the truth.

Thinking of this, he felt even more uncomfortable. Xiao Huang'er never cared whether he was seriously injured or not.

If Ming Qing heard these words, Ming Qing would definitely cry out that she was wronged, the god was never hurt, how could she care about it, she couldn't tell him, God, you go and hurt one, and then I will care about you.

However, Ming Qing didn't know anything, so he nodded foolishly and said, "Oh, I'm the one who killed him."

Mitu pouted Ming Qing's chin, asked her to look up at him, and said seriously: "It's not your fault, do you hear me?"

Even if Zhu Cheng is the victim, then the culprit should be him, and he does not allow Ming Qing to have the slightest thought of self-blame.

"But..." Ming Qing still wanted to say something, but when she met Shang Mitu's deep golden eyes, she swallowed all the words back.

Mitu's eyes are very deep, bottomless, Ming Qing can't see the end, but he can't help but be convinced.

"From now on, I will only care about the deity alone. Do you hear me?" Mitu's words were overbearing and arrogant, and there was no room for anyone to refute, so Ming Qing could only nod obediently.

Only then was Mitu satisfied, he combed Ming Qing's hair lightly with his fingers, and suddenly found that his little Huang'er seemed to have never combed her hair.

Ever since she transformed into a human form, her long hair has been hanging like a waterfall. The black jade-like hair hangs down naturally, reaching the bend of her legs. Occasionally, a few mischievous strands of hair fall on her forehead, making her even more cute and cute.

Mitu played with Ming Qing's hair, twisting it left and right, wanting to do it for her, but he didn't know what to do.

Ming Qing got impatient and asked, "God, what are you doing?"

"Well, it's nothing." Mitu replied casually, thinking that he must learn this curly hair in the future, and then comb her little Huang'er's hair every morning, so that she can dress up beautifully.

But now, he picked a strand of hair on the side of Mingqing's ear, divided it into three strands, carefully unbraided it, and finally braided it into a three-strand braid, then tied it with a golden ribbon that he conjured up at random. .

Ming Qing felt that the god was braiding her hair, and she felt sweet in her heart. She didn't expect the god to do these things, she was really omnipotent.

After the lost journey was over, she turned into a water mirror full of anticipation and illuminated it happily.

However, just one glance made her dumbfounded, what kind of things are all this, crooked and loose, really, ugly.

She stared at Mitu with twelfth contempt, seeing him so confidently doing her hair, she thought he had a good hand.The result was really unsatisfactory. It might as well be loose and loose, but it would look more elegant. This frizzy long braid hung behind the ear, which completely affected the overall aesthetic feeling.

But the deity behind her was quite satisfied, opened his golden mouth, and waved his big hand domineeringly: "Don't take it down."

Ming Qing looked back at Mitu sadly, glanced at her mouth, and compromised.It's not that she doesn't want to fight, it's just that she can't fight. Seeing the god's complacent look, she knows that there is no need to discuss this matter.

I can only look up to the sky and sigh, God's aesthetic vision is different from that of ordinary people.

"I'll go for a walk." Ming Qing didn't want to face him now, so she decided to go for a walk and be quiet for a while.Then, regardless of Mitu's agreement or not, he disappeared in a flash.

When Mitu saw Ming Qing leave, he was relieved. Of course he knew that the braid he braided was not good-looking. When it was broken apart, he could only order her domineeringly.

Then he conjured a book out of nowhere, reclined on the bed of the beauty, and read it carefully, and the title of the book was "Hundred Hairstyles for Women".

Ming Qing was wandering around in the dormitory, looking for someone to find out if Zhu Cheng was seriously injured, but after a long time, he didn't see anyone.

When she came to the yard, she only saw Hua Xiangxue and Huan Qinghan cuddling each other under a tree, their temples fragrant, their clothes shadowed, their hair intertwined, they were so in love.

She was too embarrassed to go up and disturb her, but she wanted to know about Zhu Cheng's situation, so she stood there and hesitated.

At this time, Hua Xiangxue seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly turned around, and saw Ming Qing standing a hundred steps behind the two of them.

Ming Qing smiled awkwardly at the two of them, waved his hand again, and shouted loudly: "I'm just passing by, pass by, you continue to chat, don't worry about me."

Isn't this 300 taels of silver here? Such an obvious intention, such a strong gaze, made it impossible for her to ignore it.

Hua Xiangxue glanced at Huan Qinghan who was beside her, and then they walked towards this side together.

Hua Xiangxue approached slowly, her steps were light, her figure was graceful, a well-deserved lady of every family, Huan Qinghan was imposing, with a smile on her face, and an outstanding temperament, no matter how she looked at her, Ming Qing was a little envious.

After getting closer, she noticed at a glance the ugly braid on Ming Qing's head that was extremely disproportionate to her soft and long hair, and she exclaimed: "What's the matter with your hair?"

(End of this chapter)