In the early morning when the sun had just risen, the girl's sparkling eyes by the river and the words she said became a landscape in Fu Xinhan's heart.
It was more like a ray of light that finally penetrated the closed door of his heart.
It brought a touch of warmth into his dark world.
Daya stayed, and Tian Chengcheng found her own clothes and shoes for her to change into, and also helped her braid two small braids.
"It's really beautiful." Tian Chengcheng said with a smile.
Everyone looked at Daya's two crooked braids and was unable to respond.
Tian Chengcheng looked at it carefully and laughed first. "Hahaha, Daya, I'm sorry, let grandma comb your hair. I don't know how to comb other people's hair."
Daya didn't mind, "That's good."
Since she was a child, Fubao was the first person to help her comb her hair.
In the end, Tian Chengcheng asked the old lady to help Daya comb her hair.
She was watching from the side, her face full of sorrow, "It looks so simple, why can't I comb it properly?"
"Fubao is still young. When our Fubao grows up, he will be able to comb his hair beautifully." The old lady said with a smile.
Tian Chengcheng thought, she is an adult after all, it’s probably not an age issue, but a skill issue.
But she has never combed other people's hair.
"Let me try." Fu Xinhan took the comb, pulled Tian Chengcheng over, and began to comb her hair.
Her hair is soft and fine, and it feels very comfortable to hold in the hands.
He combed her hair very carefully, and finally braided two pigtails for Tian Chengcheng, which were symmetrical on both sides and looked very beautiful in the curves.
"Hanhan is really good. His weaving looks better than grandma's." The old lady couldn't help but praise him.
Tian Chengcheng was extremely depressed.
Losing to an old lady would be fine, but actually losing to a boy!?
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