Ye Shao's second wife

Chapter 1007 What's the Enmity Between You and My Hair?

Ye Moshen pinched her chin and kissed her.

The slightly pale lips were slightly cool, like flying snowflakes, but after falling on her lips, they gradually became hotter.

Han Muzi saw that he closed his eyes intently, his movement changed from pinching her chin to holding her hand, and the kiss was extremely lingering. If it weren't for the thin sweat that continued to ooze from his forehead, Han Muzi would have Probably really thought that this moment was wonderful for Ye Moshen.

It's a pity that she saw all this, and then felt very distressed.

Kissing can be exciting, maybe make him forget the pain?
Thinking of this, Han Muzi blinked her eyes. Originally, she had made an agreement with him not to kiss her without her permission, but now it's a special situation, or...she should just give a response?

Just as he was lost in thought, the touch on his lips suddenly disappeared.

Han Muzi recovered and saw Ye Mo looking at her quietly.

Cough cough... Is it because I was thinking about other things, distracted, and let him know?
Embarrassed, Han Muzi bit her lower lip subconsciously, and thought about kissing her.

Ye Moshen's pupils dilated a few minutes, and the next second he narrowed his eyes dangerously, and pressed the back of her head to turn back.

The sweetness of the kiss gradually drove away Ye Moshen's anxiety and pain...

The two kissed passionately in the old house.

On the other side, in a certain room in the Sunshine District.

Xiao Su sat on the sofa very leisurely, drank the coffee made in the room, and then looked up at the ghostwriter girl who was working in front of the notebook with her back to him.

She had been sitting there for nearly half an hour, Xiao Su finished his coffee and refilled it by himself.

When I went to refill the coffee, I also found that the ghostwriter girl's house is not big, but she is very good at enjoying life. She has everything from a coffee machine to a bread machine to a cake machine.

And her kitchen is very big, filled with various props.

The refrigerator is open and full of ingredients.

Before, Xiao Su heard that ghostwriters are dead houses, either instant noodles or takeaway, but seeing that everything in her refrigerator is fresh, she probably cooks by herself.

Xiao Su took another sip of coffee, suddenly thought of something, and looked at the back of Daibi's girl.

It feels like something is wrong.

She has been sitting there for half an hour, why didn't she say a word, and didn't get up, and he just asked her to revise it, did it take so long?
Thinking of this, Xiao Su frowned, put down the coffee cup in his hand, and called her.

"Hey."

no response.

Seeing this, Xiao Su raised his eyebrows. Could it be that he is working very seriously?

But why did he feel that something was wrong?
In the end, Xiao Su waited for a few more minutes, but the other party remained motionless, which was too unusual.

Xiao Su simply got up and walked towards her, saying: "Is it all right? Does it take so long to just change the manuscript? Are you still a professional ghostwriter?"

While speaking, Xiao Su had walked around to her, glanced casually at the computer and then set his eyes on her face.

The little girl sat there upright, but her eyes were closed, her mouth was slightly open, and she was fast asleep.

Xiao Su: "???????"

Who will tell him what's going on?
Isn't she revising the manuscript?How to sit and sleep in front of the computer?
And how did she manage to keep her back so straight while sleeping? ?
When she fell asleep, the ghostwriter girl even smacked her mouth.

Then, he tilted his head and went back to sleep.

Xiao Su: "..."

very good, very powerful.

Xiao Su held back the anger soaring in his heart, reached out and knocked on the table in front of her.

knock knock --

The ghostwriter girl didn't seem to hear it, she still slept soundly.

Xiao Su was speechless, knocking on the table vigorously.

Knock knock knock!
This time he can say that he has used a lot of strength. If she is still awake, then it is really...

He guessed right, the ghostwriter girl still didn't respond in the slightest, the whole person seemed to be a cultivator in trance, unable to hear the disturbance or any sound from the outside world.

Finally, when Xiao Su was really confused, he saw a thick ball of cotton stuffed in her ear.

He sneered, and directly stretched out his hand to tear off the two balls of cotton, but he only planned to wake her up after removing the cotton, and then get down to business.

But he didn't want his fingers to get around her hair while pulling the cotton, and directly tore off a handful of her hair.

"what!!!"

In the next second, there was a scream in the room that was more tragic than that of killing a pig.

Xiao Su looked at the handful of hair in his hand, and swallowed subconsciously.

He... didn't do it on purpose.

"F*ck, shit, shit!" After waking up, the ghostwriter girl saw the black hair in his hand at a glance, and instantly exploded: "Mr. Xiao, what do you mean? Why don't I just go to sleep? Haven’t changed it for you yet? If you have any opinion on me, come to me!”

Xiao Su: "???"

"Why do you pluck my hair??? Do you know how important hair is to people like us who write? Every day I think about the content, my hair is about to fall out, but you still pluck my hair... woo woo woo Woo..."

Hair loss is a sore spot for every girl.

Especially for people with a high hairline, and Jiang Xiaobai is a person with a high hairline and then loses his hair.

What's more, after she became a writer, her hair fell more violently.

Jiang Xiaobai searches for good ways to grow hair on the Internet every day, but her hair is a wayward guy, she doesn't listen to persuasion, and it still falls out sparsely every day. Her hair itself is not much, and she feels that she is about to become bald up.

Now... Xiao Su even brushed a lock of her hair.

With trembling fingers, Jiang Xiaobai gently stroked the sore part of his scalp, and obviously touched a small piece of flesh...

There, there is no hair left.

Jiang Xiaobai burst into tears.

She stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Su's collar, angrily: "Tell me, what hatred do you have with my hair? Why do you do this to it??"

Xiao Su was originally on the side of reason, but now he pulled a bunch of hair from the little girl, which was something he didn't think of himself, so now the reason has become unreasonable, and Jiang Xiaobai grabbed the collar and questioned, Xiao Su couldn't tell why.

"Let me tell you, if you don't give me a satisfactory answer today, I will never end with you, and you don't want me to revise the manuscript, and you don't want to come out of this door today!"

Xiao Su: "..."

He looked at her helplessly.

Is this still the little girl from before?How did she turn into a dominatrix in the blink of an eye?Just because of a lock of hair?
But... Xiao Su looked at her hair volume, and said with difficulty: "Sorry, I really didn't mean it, I just wanted to help you fetch cotton, but I didn't expect..."

"You are looking for revenge, how could you get your hair with cotton?"

(End of this chapter)