Chapter 714 (1/2)
The main house of the wind family.
At this time, Hua Linglong just woke up from her nap.
She sat in front of the dressing table and looked at herself in the mirror. She had long black hair like a waterfall, a goose face, a willow eyebrow, a pretty nose, and a cherry mouth. Her skin was as white as snow and red in the white. It was incomparably beautiful.
Very satisfied and like it.
The wind Jie Ao sits on the bed, looks, the black eye is full of gentleness, also satisfied and likes.
He also has a nap.
Then, he thought of something and said with a smile, ”why don't I tie your hair?”
Flower Ling long a Zheng, look back, see Xiang Feng Jie Ao, no good airway: ”you can tie hair?”
”Of course I will.” Wind Jie Ao a face Ao Jiao, ”before, not to help you pierce?”
When he was young, he used to tie up hualinglong's hair.
It's just that they haven't in recent years.
”Then you can help me comb and tie my hair.” Hua Linglong picked up her eyebrows, hesitated and agreed.
She remembered that before Feng Jie Ao was to help her comb her hair and tie her hair.
The wind Jie Ao nods, gets up and gets out of bed, walks toward the flower Ling long.
He stood behind hualinglong, gently holding one of her black hair. With the other hand, he took up a wooden comb and began to help Hua Linglong skillfully comb her hair
”Wait a minute. Are you going to the gallery?” After thinking about it for a while, the flower Ling long asks for a way toward the wind Jie Ao.
They have a big painting gallery in the city.
She manages it.
”Go.” Wind Jie Ao does not want to return to the way.
”Well. Before, you said you would give the painting to Wanzong. I have already had it packaged. When you're past, they'll give it to you. ” The flower Ling long hears the wind Jie Ao to say so, then returned like this.
”Well.” Wind Jie Ao light should, however, think of what, quickly asked, ”wait a moment, you but painting gallery?”
Hua Linglong shakes her head to show that she can't go.
Wind Jie Ao pick eyebrows, some accidents.
He thought Hua Linglong would go.
Seeing this, Hua Linglong laughed: ”I want to go later.”
She would go to the gallery, too, but not so early.