After I die, the villain turns black again

Chapter 1090
But even so, after today, the news of Xue Qing liking men spread all over the capital.

After turning around to his own yard, Xue Qing put Yan Ge down, and brought hot water made from herbs.

Help Yan Ge remove socks and wash feet.

Most of the feet of your noble ladies are exquisite and exquisite, with toes as white as pearls, and Yange's feet are no exception.

But probably because of walking all morning, her feet are swollen and red at the moment.

I can't walk, I really didn't lie.

Xue Qing held her feet, although his face was expressionless, but his hands were doing his best to help her pinch.

Yan Ge looked at Xue Qing squatting at her feet, his slightly bowed head was really docile, his black hair was thick and smooth, it reminded her of the green leaves she used to have.

Unexpectedly, she stretched out her hand, stroked Xue Qing's hair, and took the opportunity to pull the hairpin from Xue Qing's white jade crown.

A head of black hair suddenly poured down.

Xue Qing raised his head and looked at Yan Ge with a little doubt.

Yan Ge hurriedly said: "I also bought you a wooden hairpin, but I don't know if it can be used for your hair. You carry it on your back, sit on the footstool, and I'll try it for you."

Xue Qing: ...

He silently turned his back and sat on the footstool.

Yan Ge's wooden hairpin was originally bought for Emperor Xuanwu, but now he was quick-witted and gave the wooden hairpin to Xue Qing, thinking that such an arrangement was reasonable.

After all, Emperor Xuanwu had been at the border all along, and the materials for food and clothing were average, even an ordinary wooden hairpin would not shock him, but Xue Qing was different.

This man came from a great family, and his food and drink expenses since he was a child were extremely delicate. Such an ordinary wooden hairpin might really impress him.

Yan Ge can curl hair, but the host can't, so Yan Ge can only use his fingers as a comb to gather Xue Qing's hair together.

The man's hair was thick and long.

It took Yan Ge a few times to secure the hair with a wooden hairpin.

After taking a closer look, she sighed: "It's too ugly."

After saying that, she was about to reach out to pull out the wooden hairpin, but Xue Qing reached out and pinched her wrist: "Let me see."

While speaking, he got up and went to the dressing table.

The man in the mirror is as gentle as jade, even a bird's nest can't steal the limelight from this handsome facial features.

But this messy hair and that crooked bun that won't fall out is really a bit embarrassing to look at.

Yan Ge said with a smile: "I said it's ugly, but you just want to watch it. How do you feel after watching it?"

Xue Qing didn't look back, but only looked at the pair of little feet placed on the side of the wooden basin in the mirror, and asked in a gentle voice, "This is the first hairdo?"

Yan Ge nodded: "I haven't even combed my own hair, don't laugh at me anymore, just don't touch your hair in the future."

"It's pretty." He walked over a few steps, took a towel and bent over to wipe her feet.

When Yan Ge heard what he said, his body trembled with laughter: "Go out and take a walk to see who will praise you for looking good, you are talking nonsense with your eyes open."

Xue Qing lowered his head, bit her little jade finger, and slowly moved his palm up her foot, teasing her little by little: "Everything you make looks good."

Yan Ge stopped laughing, and leaned on the couch with one arm propped sideways, looking at Xue Qing with a half-smile: "Is it the same with Ah Qing and other women?"

Xue Qing got up and raised his hand, and took off the wooden hairpin on Yan Ge's head. He carried Yan Ge in his arms and walked out: "Could it be that Yang Yang is jealous?"

(End of this chapter)