Fortunately, she didn't have to meet him often. Maybe she would only meet him once in her life. It was a rare opportunity, so she should continue to endure it.
Gu Xijiu still wanted to be a good baby in front of him, so she confessed and started to fix her hair—
Although she had enough spiritual power, she had not yet formally learned those techniques and could not use her spiritual power to directly dry her hair, so she combed her hair in the wind so that it would dry faster.
The Holy Lord stood aside and looked at her, and suddenly felt that the woman had a unique style in combing her hair -
He originally wanted to throw a magic spell over to help her dry her hair, but since it was so pleasing to the eye, he might as well let her use it freely.
Naturally, Gu Xijiu didn't want to keep the Holy Lord waiting beside her for a long time, so she brushed and combed her hair for a few minutes until it was half dry and then rolled it up.
She has never been good at wearing complicated hairstyles, so she only wears an ordinary hairstyle.
Her wet hair and ordinary hairstyle made her look four or five years older than her actual age!
She was obviously very beautiful, but her outfit made her look less beautiful.
The Holy Lord is a perfectionist. He is perfect himself, so naturally he cannot tolerate the imperfection of others, especially the woman he cares about—
He endured it for a while, but couldn't hold it back anymore and waved to her: "Come here, I will hold your hair back."
Gu Xijiu: "..."
She was flattered!
…
Gu Xijiu was sitting on a piece of bluestone, and the Holy Lord stood behind her, taking care of her hair.
The white and slender fingers were entangled in her hair. Although it was only a few minutes, it gave people a sense of long life and quiet time for no reason.
There is a very clear and very light fragrance on the body of the Holy Lord, like peony in smoke, which seems real and illusory, but if you smell it carefully, you can't smell anything.
Gu Xijiu thought of Di Fuyi again. It was strange to say that the fragrance on the Holy Master was obviously different from that of Di Fuyi, but she always had the feeling that the two fragrances had the same origin.
A bold idea suddenly came to mind.
Could this Holy Lord be Di Fuyi in disguise? !
Of course, as soon as this idea came up, Gu Xijiu slapped it back.
This is simply impossible!
Not to mention that the temperaments of the two people are completely different. Even if their temperaments are somewhat similar, Di Fuyi would not dare to impersonate the Holy Lord!
Pretending to be a saint is a grave sin that brings disaster to the nine clans!
No matter how bold and unconventional Di Fuyi was, he wouldn't want to die like this, would he
Otherwise, once exposed, his Fucang Palace will be razed to the ground!
She was in a trance. When she regained consciousness, a mirror appeared in front of her, and the Holy Lord's voice rang in her ears: "Come, look at yourself now."
There is a woman in the mirror with half-draped hair, which makes her face even more beautiful and beautiful.
Gu Xijiu raised her eyebrows in surprise. She didn't expect that such a tall and distinguished person as the Holy Lord would actually tie a woman's hair and do it so beautifully!
What's more important is that in just a few minutes, her semi-wet hair was dried directly, making her hair as silky and smooth as satin, even smoother than the hair in the shampoo commercials!
Women all love beauty, and Gu Xijiu is no exception, so after she finished thanking her, she couldn't help but look at herself in the mirror a few more times.
"Change your clothes too." The Holy Lord had an extra pile of clothes in his hand: "The way you are dressed, I will think that you want to spar with me."
Gu Xijiu”==”
Holy Lord, can we not be so stupid
Don’t you have something to discuss with me
It's time for you to leave after the conversation, right
How long can the conversation last
Is it worth all this time for you to dress me up like I’m going to go on a catwalk
(End of chapter)