Quick Transmigration: The Female Supporting Character is a Squeamish Bag

Chapter 53: Prince's little cute 4

Chapter 53 The Prince's Little Cute 4

Su Nuo put her hands behind her back, and removed the hair strands from the ivory comb. Just before she was about to step forward, she continued to comb her hair with Mo Liushuang.

Mo Liushuang refused with a cold face.

He still doesn’t want to be bald.

Comb yourself.

Mo Liushuang raised his eyebrows, pressed his thin lips slightly, and stretched his hand towards Su Nuo.

Su Nuo blinked Shuishi's eyes and looked at Mo Liushuang's hand that suddenly stretched out.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he didn't seem to be that difficult to get along with.

seems to have begun to accept himself.

So Su Nuo gently placed his other hand on Mo Liushuang's hand.

The little soft hands, like no bones, the skin is as white as jade.

Ink flow cream:? ? ?

This is a fool!

She just wants a comb, what is she doing with her hand on it?

Why are you still smiling stupidly.

However, her hands are so slippery!

Subconsciously, Mo Liushuang stretched out his hand and squeezed, feeling like he was squeezing some dough.

It’s so nice!

In succession, Mo Liushuang squeezed a few more times.

"It hurts."

Su Nuo yelled grievously.

A pair of big eyes, glowing red, looking at him dimly with tears.

He was really angry. Seeing that he had just gotten his hair, he squeezed his hand to retaliate! !

It must be like this! !

Mo Liushuang was stunned, watching Su Nuo silently, but silently complaining with tears in her eyes.

Now she shook her hand away, with a fierce gleam in her eyebrows.

What are you doing?

must be her reason, making herself inexplicable, this is not like her anymore.

Thinking of this, Mo Liushuang gave Su Nuo a vicious look.

Su Nuo's eyes were full of tears, and when she touched Mo Liushuang's eyes, she trembled again and shrank back.

He...so fierce.

The hand hurts too.

Su Nuo lowered her head and looked at her red hands, feeling extremely wronged.

I couldn't help but hum and cried.

"do not Cry!"

The sound of Ink Flowing Shuang was a bit loud, Su Nuo was startled, her mouth was slightly opened, but the tears were falling down.

At this moment, Mo Liushuang wanted to get the comb in her hand.

Her tears, one by one, fell on the back of Mo Liushuang's hand.

Boiling hot, as if hitting the tip of his heart.

The Ink Flow Cream was a little uncomfortable, she curled her fingers slightly, her complexion was slightly lingering, and her eyes were also full of frosty cold light.

For a while, Mo Liushuang didn't know how to deal with it.

"hand pain."

Su Nuo stretched out her hand towards Mo Liushuang.

Small hands, soft and white, with red marks on them.

Su Nuo's natural soft white skin, pinched a little, the red mark has not disappeared.

is really squeamish.

"You help me blow."

Su Nuo took a few steps forward again, and stretched her hand forward.

Huge apricot eyes, covered with a layer of mist, looked pitiful.

Mo Liushuang's cold face, because she is so soft, she inexplicably feels that her heart is also soft.

Mo Liushuang lowered her head, pinched her little hand, brought it to her lips, and blew it.

After finished blowing, Mo Liushuang let go of her hand, her handsome face turned to the side, and her voice was a little low.