Collaboration (2)
Collaboration (2)
"Little girl..." What he was trying to say something, he was interrupted by Gu Xijiu. "Don't call me 'little girl.' Call me, Chongsheng."
When Gu Xijiu listened to him to address her as a 'little girl,' she could feel goosebumps all over her body. She had the feeling that she was an old yellow cucumber that tried to be painted green.
At this moment, her hair was already tied up into a bun. As she was using her fingers as a comb, it looked a bit messy, and a small amount of hair fell to the side of her face. Mr. Fuyi could not stand for untidiness, especially the untidiness of such a beautiful little girl. Thus, he handed her a comb. "Re-comb it."
Gu Xijiu thought that it was too troublesome, so she shook her head. "I refuse."
Mr. Fuyi pulled her over and pressed her down on the chair. "A girl should not have such messy hair. Let me comb it for you."
Gu Xijiu was speechless. This boy was too fussy!
There was a certain familiarity to all of this, but she could not quite put her finger on it.
Gu Xijiu did not expect Mr. Fuyi to be quite good at combing hair. He untied her bun, combed it, and tied it up again. After a while, her hair was tidily combed. He then handed her a mirror. "Take a look."
Gu Xijiu looked at the person in the mirror and was slightly stunned. Her hair was smooth, and it was half bundled. She seemed quite like Liu Yifei of Xiao Longnu. She looked cold and elegant but with a slight innocence.
Gu Xijiu was distracted, and her illusions that had not appeared for a long time appeared again! As usual, there was a man and a woman. The woman seemed to have just taken a shower and looked a little bit lazy. She was casually combing her hair. The man came in from outside, and she immediately handed the comb to him. "Come, help me comb my hair."
The man sighed and familiarly combed the hair for her. When he was done, the man handed her a mirror. "Come, take a look."
The woman glanced at the mirror and asked, "Is it a Longnu bun?"
"This hairstyle is suitable for you..."
Gu Xijiu looked at the mirror and was absent-minded for a moment.
Mr. Fuyi looked at her pretty face and was a little stunned. This scene made him have a feeling of deja vu.
Gu Xijiu regained her consciousness, and jokingly said, "I didn't expect you to have this skill. Do you often help your junior sisters to groom themselves?"
Mr. Fuyi turned and sat back on the bed. He looked at her with a smile. "Are you jealous?"
Gu Xijiu was speechless.
"Young man... Being narcissistic is a sickness. Please go and get treatment!"
"Don't call me 'young man.' Call me, Fuyi."
Gu Xijiu was shocked. "Your real name is Fuyi? I thought that Mr. Fuyi is just a title." Two of them then chatted for a while and felt that they were closer than before. They then discussed the next move. According to Mr. Fuyi, there is a crystal mechanism here. Once it is opened, all the spiritual power of outsiders can be sealed. All the guards of young palace master have consumed a strange medicine beforehand, so this mechanism is not constraining them.