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When her face came back to her senses, she let out a silly laugh, and she understood that Liancheng Yazhi must have misunderstood her, thinking she was asking him to comb her hair with a comb.

It was the first time someone brushed her hair.

When she was very young, Rong Yan always envied Yang Yan for combing Rong Jia's hair every morning. At that time, she fantasized many times that if her mother combed her hair once, she would definitely die of happiness.

It's a pity, the word happiness was a luxury that she could never touch in her childhood, not even a fantasy, she never waited for it once!

I really didn't expect that she is in her 20s now, and a man came to comb her hair!

Although this man is clumsy, his movements are very unfamiliar, and he would scratch her scalp from time to time, but... his face is still very soft and warm at this moment!

Feel a little bit of long-lost happiness!

Liancheng Yazhi scolded in a low voice: "Don't laugh!"

It was the first time he combed a woman's hair, and his movements were extremely jerky.

Liancheng Yazhi was puzzled, he was so flexible in playing with guns, he could assemble any kind of gun parts in the shortest time, why is it so difficult to comb Yanyan's hair with this usual comb?

Rongyan's hair is quite long, almost reaching her waist, shiny black, without any artificial coloring, this is what Liancheng Yazhi likes to touch.

But... why is it so difficult to comb it?why?

Liancheng Yazhi had tried her best to be very careful, but she still tore off several hairs from Rongyan's hair. Looking at the long hairs that had been pulled out one by one, Liancheng Yazhi's movements became lighter and lighter.

He combed Rong Yan's hair with the most careful strength, trying not to hurt her!

But he didn't know that the face at the moment didn't care about the pain at all.

Finally combing Rongyan's hair smoothly, Liancheng's elegant palms were already sweating, and he hurriedly threw the comb on the bed.

Liancheng said fiercely: "Okay, if you dare to..."

But before he finished speaking, Rongyan's body suddenly leaned back, just leaning against him, her head was slightly tilted up due to a problem with her posture, and the smile in her eyes could be seen from Liancheng's elegant angle.

She said: "Mr. Liancheng, thank you. When I was a child, I envied other people's mothers combing their daughter's hair the most."

Liancheng Yazhi didn't finish what he said just now, so he frowned and said, "Are you saying that I look like your mother again?"

Yanyan giggled, twisted her body and hugged his waist, her chin rested on his lower abdomen, raised her head to look up at him, like a child: "Of course not, you fulfilled a dream I had when I was a child."

Liancheng Yazhi instantly felt that she was much greater. Well, since this woman lacked love since she was a child, just...forgive her once.

Forget about her asking him to comb his hair. [Secretary Zhou: Young Master Ya, you are so generous, so next time you get angry, can you spare me? ]

He raised his hand to stroke the top of the face twice, and asked, "Can we eat now?"

Rong Yan nodded: "Well, I'm so hungry!"

Liancheng Yazhi's eyes softened a little, and she pressed the button on the coffee table again, and soon the maid came up again, and Liancheng Yazhi ordered them to bring some more food.

In less than 10 minutes, the maid came in pushing the dining cart.

There are sofas and tables in Liancheng's elegant house, and the maid placed all the meals on the glass table.

Liancheng Yazhi waved at her face: "Come and eat!"

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