After dozens of attempts, the system can only say that it's only slightly better than the initial mess of making chicken-coop-like hair.

As for how much, it's just a little bit; we won't use it to make that classic hand gesture anymore.

Huo Qin was still reviewing the braiding process in his mind, looking for the right angle to start, while Chaochao, who hadn't heard anything yet, was already getting sleepy.

She tilted her head back and yawned with teary eyes, then collapsed onto the table with a "thud".

Daddy, take your time with your hair, do whatever you want with Chaochao's hair, I'm going to sleep now...

After two or three minutes, having confirmed the order and successfully found a comfortable angle, Huo Qin started shooting with about 80% confidence.

Sure enough, Huo Qin's hair was styled exceptionally smoothly this time. No hair slipped off, no hair got tangled, no fingers were tied, and there was a clear middle parting... Huo Qin even felt that this time she was sure she could succeed.

Next time, use this angle to maintain the feel.

If the system displays emoticons during this process, what it will show will be completely random and chaotic code, because, well, it's hard to explain.

It hesitated several times before speaking, thinking that the villain must have his reasons for doing so.

After Huo Qin tied the last small rubber band and completed the final step of tidying up the stray hairs, the two small buns that could barely be seen as balls were finally completed.

Huo Qin's lips curved into a smile.

He took a small mirror out of the drawer, placed it on the table, and then said slowly with a slight smile, "That's enough."

"Hmm..." Chaochao rubbed her eyes, raised her head, and asked in a cute voice full of anticipation, "Is Daddy's hair done yet?"

"..."

Huo Qin's subtly proud expression froze.

The system kept repeating to itself, "There must be a reason, there must be a reason..."

Chaochao couldn't wait to raise her little hand to touch the little bun her father had tied.

"Huh, why is there only one?"

The little dumpling was puzzled.

Behind her head, where she couldn't see, there was another tuft of hair diagonally below the back of her head.

Huo Qin: "..."

He had completely forgotten that the little dumpling was lying down.