I Just Want to Deliver a Normal Takeout

"You said it's none of my business to keep your distance."

Chen Feng took out his pocket again, and took out a hairbrush. He held the hair that fell from the Mizi in one hand, and combed her hair with the hairbrush in the other.

However, the hair in her hand was a little damp. It seemed that the girl had washed her hair after waking up.

Chen Feng asked while combing:

"Your hair is not dry yet, can't afford a hair dryer at home? Why don't I buy you one later? Tiling wet hair will keep the scalp in a humid environment for a long time, which will easily lead to the growth of bacteria, a lot of dandruff, Itching and rash, poor thing."

"No! I... I was just worried about being late, so I went out without drying myself."

"Oh, kind of scruffy."

"You...you...I..."

Mizi was choked up by Chen Feng's few words, and he couldn't even speak completely, but Chen Feng didn't care so much, he continued to comb Mizi's hair, even the preaching in his mouth couldn't stop.

"Your hair is a bit dry and split, remember not to be picky eaters, eat more foods containing protein, vitamins and minerals, chicken, fish..."

While Chen Feng was combing Mizi's hair and preaching because of obsessive-compulsive disorder, many passers-by around him cast envious glances.

"Look at the pair of siblings, the way the brother combs the sister's hair is so loving."

"Yes, yes, the relationship between the two must be very good."

"Nonsense, I think they are couples, and they are the kind of hunks who 'give up tattoos and fists for their girlfriends'."

……

The words of passers-by were heard by Mizi all over, her face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, she tried to struggle and said:

"I'll do it myself, you...don't comb..."

"Don't move, it's almost done, remember to comb from the bottom to the top in the future, to see how your hair has been ruined, and do it yourself, you use a mallet to do it!"

"Ugh..."

Soon, Chen Feng tied Mizi's ponytail up, and the hair circles were neatly arranged, which obviously looked much better than Mizi's before.

He nodded in satisfaction, put away the hairbrush and comb, and finally patted the shoulder of Mizi whose face was about to drip water, and instructed:

"Girls have to learn how to dress themselves. Hair is very important, and you can't dress like this. How can you have a red plaid shirt and a red plaid skirt? The color is not harmonious at all. You should..."

After listening to Chen Feng beeping for a long time, Mizi finally couldn't take it anymore, she complained loudly:

"Are you my father?!"

After being silent for a few seconds, Chen Feng raised his head, with a serious expression on his face, he said:

"I can be if you don't mind."

"guna!"

On the way to the appointed location, Mizi puffed up her face as if angry, and she pursed her mouth.

"when did you come?"

"Earlier."

"Earlier than...?"

Miko's heart skipped a beat, "Be more specific?"

"it is good."

Chen Feng closed his eyes and stopped walking. Within a few seconds, he opened his eyes nervously, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and spoke in exactly the same tone as Mizi, and even his voice became Mizi's voice was heard, "We must work harder today."

Miko stared wide-eyed, with an incredulous look, and even rubbed his ears suspiciously.

"You imitate it again?"

"Come on today too!"

"Where did you get the tape recorder?!" Mizi suddenly walked away from Chen Feng for a few meters, and looked at the man who could make the same voice as himself in horror, "No, you must not be recording for real, right? "

She has never encountered such an outrageous thing. It is fine for a man to learn a woman's voice, but why can he learn a specific voice?

Probably because he thought it was interesting, Chen Feng calmly replied in the voice of a young lady: "You can pretend that I recorded the sound."

"Don't talk in other people's voices indiscriminately, people who don't know will think I'm schizophrenic!"

"It's okay that I'm not schizophrenic."

"I told you not to speak with my voice!!"

Mizi felt that the people around him were looking at him more and more strangely, and he was about to die of anxiety.

But at the moment when she was anxious, she suddenly realized something strange.

"Wait, why do you carry a comb and a hairbrush with you?"

"Useful for combing wigs."

Chen Feng said solemnly: "If you want me to help you with makeup, it's okay. My makeup level is still acceptable. I can even turn you into a man and let you go to Kabukicho to experience the atmosphere there."

"No...won't go to that kind of place, and why do you, a man, wear makeup?"

"Professional requirements, some takeaway customers may like beautiful female riders and big sisters."