The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

There was a sullen look between his eyebrows, and the coercion he exuded spread rapidly in the room.

"A Yuan... I will never make such a low-level mistake next time. No, no, there is absolutely no next time for this kind of thing!"

If she used to be afraid, but now she won't, Mu Changying obediently stood there, as if the wrong student was waiting for her punishment.

The gesture was so good and the expression was so innocent that people couldn't help believing that she was really unintentional.

Rong Luyuan was defeated, "Okay, forgive you. But Yingbao, don't say such things again..."

Otherwise, he will definitely punish her severely, so that she will never dare to refuse his approach.

"Ow, I knew that A Yuan was the best." After being forgiven, Mu Changying suddenly went from weak to full of energy.

She covered her cheeks with one hand, the corners of her mouth evoked a soft arc, and she smiled sweetly.

Her eyes fell on his dripping hair, and she frowned slightly. Although the weather is not cold now, wet hair is always bad for your health.

"A Yuan, I'm going to get a hairdryer to blow your hair." As soon as she finished speaking, she ran away.

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Two minutes later, Mu Changying came back with a hairdryer and a comb in her hands.

She plugged in the hair dryer, "A Yuan, trust me, my hair-drying skills are pretty good."

Rong Luyuan let her fiddle on his head, his Adam's apple wriggled and his fingertips trembled, "...My Yingbao is the best."

He didn't want to tire her out because of this rough work, but he also wanted her to blow her hair by herself. The two ideas were intertwined, and the latter won out.

Chi... It was clearly agreed that pampering her would make her disabled, but why did she enjoy it instead? Hehe... He is really despicable and selfish, like a mouse hiding in a dark corner.

"Buzz-"

The phone vibrated suddenly, Rong Luyuan slid off the screen and saw a text message from his old mother.

[Little Er, Mom has prepared a gift for your little couple, you must try it tonight. 】

[However, nannan is still young, you have to know how to control this kind of thing, and you must not indulge yourself. 】

Rong Luyuan's hand holding the phone suddenly tightened, his expression dark and unclear.

"Fresh hairdo, A Yuan, take a snapshot and look in the mirror."

Mu Changying put down the hair dryer and handed it to him as if offering a treasure with a mirror.

He took the mirror and looked slightly stunned when he saw the newly blown hairstyle.

The meticulous hair that was taken care of on weekdays was blown into a middle part, which reduced a bit of sharpness and rebelliousness, and looked a lot more approachable, but the premise was to restrain the hostility.

"Yingbao's craftsmanship is very good, I like it very much."

Rong Luyuan got up, took her into his arms, and tightened his hands around her slender waist slightly, as if to embed her into his body.

"By the way, Mom passed this bracelet to me today, but I'm so worried that it will be broken if I don't pay attention. Do you want to find a box to put it in?"

Mu Changying snuggled in his broad arms, raised her head and stared at her, her small appearance of serious chatter was extraordinarily soft and cute.

This is a sign of the status of every Rong family's head mistress. If she breaks it, what will she pass on to her daughter-in-law in the future?

Although the child has not yet been seen, it is necessary to know how to be far-sighted as a person.

"It's my mother's intention. You won't be happy if you don't wear her."

"If you accidentally break it, it will break, don't worry."

Rong Luyuan buried his head in her neck, his voice low and full of doting.

As long as she likes it, let alone a bracelet, he can beat it for her even in the world.

He was willing to give everything with both hands, only to ask her never to leave him.