Sensing Yan Ge's staring eyes, Cao Zixu had an intuition that he was going to be in trouble.
He looked at Yan Ge affectionately, and his voice was even more gentle: "Sister-in-law, I've finished my haircut, please let me go and let me wash it, okay? The bed is full of hair, it's not good if it sticks to you."
Yan Ge: "No problem."
Her knife moved down with her gaze.
Cao Zixu... shivered.
He pitifully showed weakness: "Sister-in-law, can you put your knife on the table aside, it's too sharp, I'm scared."
Yan Ge: "Well, good."
Cao Zixu heaved a sigh of relief.
But before he breathed a sigh of relief, his body froze with a jerk.
"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, this can't be done, sister-in-law..." He stammered, trying to break free from the rope, but he was afraid that if he moved, he would be self-defeating, so he could only stay still.
"Sister-in-law, you don't think this hair looks good. I'll clean it up myself in the future. You, don't touch it. It's too dirty."
"It's really dirty." Yan Ge didn't lift his head: "The knife is sharp, so don't move it."
Where did Cao Zixu dare to move? He dared not even move now.
He was afraid that Yan Ge would be frightened, so he vented his anger slowly.
This was even more terrifying than being executed. Cao Zixu was so tormented that he didn't even think about joking with Yan Ge.
He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with shaving his head before, but now, he really has the illusion that he has been cut short.
His eyes were either fixed on Yan Ge, or on the knife in Yan Ge's hand, and sometimes he didn't even dare to breathe out.
When Yan Ge finally put down the knife, Cao Zixu felt like he was on the verge of death.
The cold sweat dripping all over his body.
But Yan Ge went to the bathroom to wash up like a normal person.
Cao Zixu was frightened by Yan Ge twice. After the hot sweat on his body, cold sweat spread from his back to his whole body.
Hearing the sound of Yan Ge's bathing water on the side, Cao Zixu realized it was funny again.
He felt that he was so courageous that he still had things to be afraid of.
He turned his head and looked at the knot in his hand. This woman's way of tying the knot is really special.
Thinking of her marksmanship and saber skills, Cao Zixu's eyes were full of interest.
After Yan Ge took a shower, she put on an undershirt, and when she opened the bead curtain to enter, she met Cao Zixu's gaze: "How do you feel?"
Cao Zixu hurriedly said, "It's a bit cold, I have hair all over my body, and I'm a little dirty. I want to take a bath."
Yan Ge didn't respond, she walked to the bed and leaned over, staring at Cao Zixu condescendingly.
Seeing Yan Ge's serious and indifferent expression, Cao Zixu felt that this woman was even more amusing.
He wanted to raise his head to peck Yange's lips, but Yange raised his head slightly, his hands and feet were bound, no matter how high he raised his head, he couldn't kiss Yange.
Yan Ge pinched his chin with his fingers, and squinted at him.
Cao Zixu grinned at her, "Am I pretty?"
"Let me go, I will look better, beautiful and practical, sister-in-law, please let me go, you helped me cut my hair and there, I have to repay you well."
Yan Ge ignored his nonsense, she let go of his chin, and touched his body with her fingers, just like a child who got a new toy, curiously disassembled and assembled the toy, trying to develop various new functions of the toy.
Cao Zixu was so teased that his whole body was covered in "fire". His eyes were fixed on Yange, and Hei Shuosuo's eyes were like silent magma brewing, which would swallow Yange in the next moment.
(end of this chapter)