Pastoral female gangster: grab a village owner to be her husband

But I didn't expect that she would be generous to herself...

Huang Shulang didn't know at all that although Qian Duoduo's money seemed to be taken from her chest, the place where she really hid the money was not her chest, but it was also because of this that she seemed to take it from her chest every time. The money that comes out seems to be hidden in that place....

However, Huang Shulang is determined not to take too much money, and in order to prove his ability to her, Huang Shulang decided to get back the lost business of Huang Feifeng Wu as soon as possible. Only when the business is the best, Telling this woman that she is the proprietress of Huang Fei Feng Wu will give her a sense of accomplishment.

For this sense of accomplishment, Huang Shulang decided that he must find a way to get the secret recipe of Chunfeng Deyi Building in the past few days.

It is really useless to rely on himself and the chef in the building, and he can't study the taste at all. Even if he has eaten in Chunfeng Deyi Building many times, he still hasn't figured out what they added to the dishes.

Thinking of this, Huang Shulang's eyes narrowed, and he decided to go to the Chunfeng Deyi Building again this afternoon to find out their secret recipe.

Seeing what he said, Qian Duoduo slowly put away the bank notes in his hand, only thinking about secretly giving the money to his mother when he was having dinner later.

After collecting the bank notes, Qian Duoduo tidied up, opened the door and was about to go out when suddenly...

Huang Shulang raised her eyes to look at her, but saw a green hairpin sticking crookedly on the woman's head, her hair was disheveled and messy, but she still walked out without noticing it.

Huang Shulang stopped her with a headache: "That...fat girl!"

Qian Duoduo turned around in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Huang Shulang pointed at her hair: "Shouldn't you tidy yourself up before going out?"

Qian Duoduo's face was flushed, and he touched his messy hairstyle: "I...I don't know how to do this kind of hair bun. You said it was combed by my husband two days ago. I...don't want to take it off!"

Huang Shulang was speechless, no wonder these few days I always felt that this guy's hairstyle was a bit strange, it was so crooked that I couldn't tell what kind of hairstyle it was, after all, I made it for her casually that day and refused to take it off.

After thinking about it, he helplessly lifted the quilt and sat up: "Come here..."

"What are you doing?" Qian Duoduo stood at the door, wondering, isn't he very sleepy: "You... go to sleep! I'll ask Xiaolan to comb my hair for me!"

"I asked you to come here..." Huang Shulang frowned, feeling uneasy, when will this guy learn to listen to himself?

Seeing that he was frowning, Qian Duoduo immediately walked to the bed side hesitantly: "What are you doing?"

Huang Shulang looked at her carefully, got up and pulled her to the dressing table, pushed her to the chair, then reached out to pick up the wooden comb on the dressing table, and combed her hair naturally...

His actions were gentle and skillful, and Qian Duoduo was taken aback for a while: "Master, did you often comb girls' hair before?"

"Fart!" Huang Shulang was in a hurry, and the hairpin in his hand was heavily licking her hair bun, causing Qian Duoduo to grin his teeth: "Ai ai ai... Take it easy, it hurts!"

"Hmph, don't you often comb other people's hair, why are you so proficient in combing hair?" Qian Duoduo is not easy to fool, she pouted, if Huang Shulang dared to say that he was born with it, she would not believe it!

Huang Shulang's eyes dimmed, and his thoughts went back to many years ago.