Chapter 1163 Washing the hair

Shang Zhenqing went to the side of the yard to collect the dry towels and put out a stool: "Come on, I'll help you dry."

Ke Baijia, who could have 70% or 80% of the quick-drying towels in five minutes, felt that the scene in front of her made her feel itchy, and she couldn't help but take off the quick-drying towel and walk over.

They all sat down and enjoyed the hair-wiping project of a fierce man. Ke Baijia's mouth was not idle yet: "If you just shook a towel and held a razor in your hand, you would be like the master of the haircutting shop."

"I just think you are praising me. Why do you want to try my skills?"

"No." Ke Baijia answered very simply.

Just because Brother Zhenqing has a hairstyle that is almost always longer than a flat head, she doesn't believe Brother Zhenqing's skills.

How good is her hair, she is treated as a second skin every day.

Thick, fragrant, and shiny.

This is also Shang Zhenqing’s comment on her hair.

When he wiped the half-dry hair from his hands, Shang Zhenqing became a little dishonest.

Maybe it is difficult to maintain Buddha nature in front of the person you like.

He lowered his head, calmly, and did not make any sound, and smelled her hair.

Very fragrant.

Ke Baijia looked at something sideways. Shang Zhenqing was startled by this action and quickly returned to his previous posture and wiped his hair seriously.

After wiping for a while, he thought about the fragrance just now. This time, he chose to smell the towel on his hand under his nose.

The fragrance has decreased, but it can still be smelled clearly.

It's completely different from him.

He didn't even need hair cleanser, he grabbed it with hot water, and that's it.

This has been happening for so many years.

Ke Baijia noticed that he had no movement and thought he had done it, so he stood up directly.

Shang Zhenqing was startled by this action and had no time to put down his hand, but it actually covered his head directly.

Ke Baijia met:...

"Brother Zhenqing, do you want to wash your hair too?"

Shang Zhenqing nodded.

Either you can't say more or you're embarrassed.

Ke Baijia directly contributed the shampoo she poured out, and the hot water that had already been boiled but didn't have to put ingredients in it. Mix a little cold water to make it warm and you can wash your hair directly.

The yard on Kebaijia is also large enough, and Shang Zhenqing was directly arranged to wash his hair here.

Ke Baijia went to sip noodles aside.

The noodles were made by Uncle Ke and delivered by Shang Zhenqing. Because the hair was just now, it was no longer perm-sprayed, and it was just enough to eat it.

While eating, Ke Baijia knew it; "If you have dandruff here, grab it a few more times, and the same goes for the other side. Oh, don't be reluctant to use it, grab it a little more in your hands."

Shang Zhenqing, who used to wash his hair clean in a few minutes, washed it for half an hour that afternoon and changed the water three times.

Finally, I used the dry towel found by Ke Baijia to dry my hair and went back with a fragrant smell.

On the way, several passers-by looked at him with strange eyes.

Shang Zhenqing just thought he didn't know, but he just walked back a little faster.

Ke Baijia is back and immediately starts the old rules.

Space to cook!

It was missing last night and today during the day. Is it a breaking her habit?

Tonight, she cooked two dishes, one was plum vegetable and the other was Baiyun pig's feet.

Plum cabbage is also a type of Hakka dish among Cantonese cuisine, but she has cooked it many times before. When she came up with the new fast food-style idea for the restaurant, she has made this dish a lot.

Therefore, it is easy to experience it systematically.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!