Chapter 199: Dog Prince's Physiological Reactions



Yan Zhuo couldn't move, so to wash his hair, they could only put the basin on the stool next to the bed and do it like in a barber shop.

Sitting on the side, she completely gathered the man's hair. I have to say, as a woman, Jiang Ying was envious!

The Dog Prince’s hair is so good, long, straight and smooth, as black, shiny and glossy as silk. The key is that he hasn’t washed it for several days, but it’s not oily at all!

She clicked her tongue twice, stroked it twice more, ignored the few she had pulled off, and slowly put it into the water.

Next to it was the shampoo for her personal use. There wasn't much left in the space, and every time she washed her hair, there was less, which made Jiang Ying feel painful.

But forget about asking her to go through so many steps like washing her hair here!

Little Yanzhi sat obediently on the inside of the bed, with his father's lying body blocking him from the outside and the wall inside to ensure that he would not fall.

Since Jiang Ying didn't allow him to move, he blinked and watched his mother's movements curiously.

Mainly, of course, Curiosity Bubbles.

In ancient times, people mostly used soap nuts to wash their hair, but the shampoo did not produce much foam and was not as good as modern shampoo.

For example, now, not only Jiang Ying's hands are full of bubbles, but Yan Zhuo's entire head is almost submerged in bubbles.

"Ah~" The baby can't speak, but when he opens his mouth, his baby voice is so cute and adorable.

Jiang Ying turned to look at him while washing, "Why, you want to wash too?"

I looked up and laughed, "No, your hair is still short, just wipe it."

Xiao Yanzhi, "..."

[Humph! Those are all excuses. It's obvious she's just lost in the sight of a beautiful woman. Look, she's even giving her jerk dad a massage!]

Jiang Ying did massage Yan Zhuo at the same time. Head massage can stimulate his cerebral cortex to a certain extent, and maybe it can help him wake up sooner.

I just didn't expect... my son would be jealous?

It's really laughable.

The next second, when Jiang Ying was concentrating and not paying attention, the little guy quickly reached out and grabbed Yan Zhuo's temples!

Jiang Ying said with a stern face, "You're not listening, are you? I told you not to bully Daddy!"

At least not now.

“Ouch~”

[I didn’t!] Xiao Yanzhi was furious.

After a while, Jiang Ying discovered that the child did not hit his father. He just quickly plucked some bubbles and studied them with his two chubby little paws with relish.

Jiang Ying, “…”

Experts say that when children are suddenly quiet, they must be doing something!

Seeing that she couldn't stop it, she didn't care anymore.

Whatever, at worst I can just wash his hands later.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ying continued to massage seriously, trying to clear the blood vessels in Yan Zhuo's brain in one go.

Little did he know that inserting her soft fingertips into the man's hair, gently pressing and stroking it back and forth, was an inhuman torture for Yan Zhuo, who was sensitive to that part of his hair.

What's more, Jiang Ying was not limited to the head. He moved his touch to the chin and then to the base of the neck. When he touched the man's fleshy earlobe, he deliberately pinched it a few more times.

After a stick of incense, she was shocked to find, ah, why is the dog prince's face so red?

Could it be that she pressed the wrong acupuncture points and caused congestion in her head?

I didn't dare to press it anymore, so I stopped and quickly washed my hair. Then I patiently applied conditioner before finishing it.

There was no hair dryer and the cotton cloth was not absorbent enough. Jiang Ying's eyes lit up and he decisively took out his hair drying cap from the space and put it on the Dog Prince.

I took a step back to admire it and couldn't help but bend over with laughter. The cute pink hair drying cap and the handsome and resolute man's face, haha, it was a bit incongruous.

Fortunately, only she and her son could see it, otherwise if it got out, the Dog King would eat her!

Xiao Yanzhi, [This hat... is a pity. If it were a different color, it would look better.]

Jiang Ying: What? Pink doesn't look good? Hey, big boy, what color do you want to change to? Green?

Yan Zhuo: That’s not necessary!

Jiang Ying leaned over and was about to pick up his son when his eyes suddenly froze as he realized that Yan Zhuo's clothes were covered in stains, which were clearly not there just now. Then he looked at his son's clean hands. What was there to not understand?

Since you're done with Bubbles, you might as well just take advantage of his dad, right?

This naughty kid!

With a "snap", Jiang Ying deliberately grabbed the little guy's hand and hit him lightly.

She obviously didn't feel any pain, but her son's eyes became watery, his rosy little mouth pouted, and he looked pitiful, as if he was about to cry but couldn't.

Just pretend! Jiang Ying said in his heart, but after looking at it for a few times, he still couldn't bear to let it go. Otherwise, why not call it a monster?

"Si Yu! Si Yu!" He quickly called someone in to take the little ancestor out and stop him from making trouble.

Siyu held the child and glanced at the bed, "Miss, is it time to change the prince's clothes?"

Jiang Ying took a quick look. Wow, it didn’t look dirty from a distance, but it was wrinkled, as if she had done something unhealthy.

The next moment, Siyu heard her young lady's voice muffled, clearly gnashing her teeth, "Okay, change!"

Siyu asked cautiously, "Do you want me to help..."

"No need, you and Yinrui can just take care of the child together."

If she hadn't been in a relationship with the Dog Prince before, she wouldn't have cared as long as she didn't suffer any consequences.

But aren’t they boyfriend and girlfriend now?

Moreover, the Dog Prince has been single for more than 20 years and has never used a maid. This good habit must be continued!

She is very possessive about her boyfriend and doesn't want other women to see her man's body.

So, Jiang Ying slowly walked back to the bedside, pointed a finger at the man's chest, and gently stroked it. "Yan Zhuo, can you hear me? Your clothes are dirty, I'm going to change them for you. You shouldn't mind, right?"

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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