Qian Mao smiled and said, "I'll comb your hair." He then picked up the comb from the windowsill and untangled Qian Duoduo's slightly crooked braids.
As Guo Ni walked into the courtyard with Qian Xiang, she saw Qian Mao combing Qian Duoduo's hair. She found the scene quite heartwarming. She glanced at the big, silly guy next to her and wondered if he would comb her hair when they had a daughter.
But just as this thought crossed his mind, he heard Qian Duoduo shout, "Third Brother, let go! Are your hands like giant pliers? You're pulling my hair and it hurts!"
Guo Ni immediately dismissed the idea. Well, it's better for the women to do the hair-combing.
When Qian Duoduo saw Guo Ni walk in, she immediately said with tears in her eyes, "Sister Guo, you should comb my hair. Third Brother wants me to become bald."
Guo Ni smiled and stepped forward to take the comb, saying to Qian Mao, "Girls should be gentle, and you can't hold your hair too tightly, or your scalp will suffer." As she spoke, she used the comb to brush Qian Duoduo's hair.
Qian Mao, who was watching Guo Ni's movements intently because of his sister's disdain, nodded and said, "Oh, I see. I understand." Then he said to Qian Duoduo, "Duoduo, your third brother didn't control his strength just now. Let me try again on the other side."
Qian Duoduo looked at him with a wronged expression: "Third Brother, can't you let Sister Guo comb both sides?" But seeing Qian Mao's faint smile, she still reluctantly said: "Okay then, Third Brother, I am your own sister, you have to be gentle, I am not a class enemy."
Hearing his sister's words, Qian Mao nodded and said, "Third Brother didn't know how just now, but now that Guo Zhiqing has taught me, I think I can do it."
Guo Ni quickly finished braiding a pigtail, and Qian Mao immediately took the comb to the other side. Although he was still clumsy this time, it was definitely much better than before. Although Qian Duoduo still grimaced, he didn't have the red circles under his eyes that he had before.
After finishing combing his hair, Qian Mao breathed a sigh of relief. Combing hair is a skill that requires both technique and physical strength. Okay, just this once!
Qian Duoduo had no idea what Qian Mao was thinking, otherwise she would definitely have jumped for joy!
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