Chapter 391 Don't Like Today's Hair

With a bang, Ms. Lu hung up the phone.

Mu Chenzhou was silent and slowly put down his phone, he looked...unlovely.

Su Xiangwan was thinking about what to say to comfort the child, when Mu Chenzhou's eyes turned red suddenly, and he choked up.

"Wanwan, if I don't come back alive, you must avenge me!"

Mu Chenzhou got up and gave Mu Beiting a resentful look.

Is this his brother?

This is to want him to die.

It doesn't count to advertise for him to recruit relatives.

He even said that his parents were old and had no one to take care of them.

Mu Chenzhou was filled with remorse in his heart, and felt that he should not have overestimated his abilities and blatantly quarreled with him.

A bitter tear...

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After Mu Chenzhou left, Su Xiangwan put on his coat and got into the car with Mu Beiting.

She promised Xiaoxiao to accompany her to school to pick up her luggage, and when Mu Beiting knew about it, he went there too.

In the car, Su Xiangwan looked at the complacent man beside him, and couldn't help but ask, "Is Shen Zhou really your brother?"

Mu Beiting glanced at her and remained silent.

"How did he offend you?" Su Xiangwan asked again.

Mu Beiting stared at her, and quietly said, "He eats my chocolate."

Su Xiangwan: ...

Mu Beiting snorted coldly, and said in his heart: I still miss my wife.

And at this moment, in the Sifu compound.

Li Xiaoxiao rubbed her sleepy eyes, and walked out of the room wearing a set of pink pajamas and furry slippers.

Si Mocheng got up very early, with a straight back, sitting at the table and reading the newspaper.

The dark green military uniform was fastened to the top button. It was clean and tidy without any wrinkles. The man had sharp brows, a stern expression, and no anger at all.

Li Xiaoxiao looked up at him, said nothing, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When he came out again, Si Mocheng had already put down the newspaper and got up.

She subconsciously took a few steps back, her steps staggering a little.

Si Mocheng glanced at her, his jaw tightened: "Come here."

Li Xiaoxiao was a little nervous, and called him softly: "Little uncle..."

He didn't repeat it, but he couldn't refuse.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Li Xiaoxiao finally walked over slowly.

"Sit down." He whispered.

Li Xiaoxiao glanced at him secretly, and sat down obediently.

His eyes fell on the top of her head, and his slender and powerful hands picked up a comb and lightly fell on her hair.

Li Xiaoxiao's hair is very soft and has not been dyed or permed, but it is a bit naturally yellowish.

His fingertips ran through her hair, and his movements were very light.

Only then did Li Xiaoxiao breathe a sigh of relief, she was scared to death, it turned out that she was just tying her hair.

This time, she didn't move any more, but she cooperated very well.

Neither of them opened their mouths, but anyone could see that he was proficient in his techniques, obviously the experience he had accumulated over the years.

Li Xiaoxiao dragged her cheeks with her small hands, waiting boredly.

He moved quickly, with a soldier's unique swiftness and swiftness.

A few minutes later, he put down the comb, Li Xiaoxiao raised a mirror and looked carefully.

A ball head, the height is just right.

Look left and right, look carefully, then look up at Si Mocheng who is standing beside him.

He said nothing, just looked directly at her.

She rested her cheeks, frowned her delicate brows, and her big eyes were flickering and clear: "I don't like my hair today..."

She tilted her head to look at him, her pink mouth pursed in dissatisfaction.

Si Mocheng didn't say much, after untying the hair for her, he picked up the comb again.

Li Xiaoxiao still dragged her chin with her two small hands, tapped her cheeks with a few fingers, and waited patiently.

A few minutes later, Si Mocheng handed her the mirror again.

Li Xiaoxiao looked at it, her eyes widened, blinking and blinking indescribably cute.