What Su Xianghui received in modern times is modern education, which habit let others wear shoes.

And this person is Lou Wenmao. He is the leader of blood killing palace in the world. Now he is willing to squat down for her and put on her shoes.

It's deceiving to say that I'm not moved.

She was so moved that her eyes were sour.

Even in modern times, she has never been in love, now in Lou Wenmao here, she just feel what is sweet.

It's really sweet in her heart. It's a feeling she never felt before.

Su Xianghui said, all flurried to pull Lou Wenmao's hand.

Lou Wenmao held Su Xianghui's foot and said, "good, obedient."

When Lou Wenmao spoke, although he was light and soft, he had an unquestionable tone.

Su Xianghui can hear that domineering feeling from his words.

She was so stunned that she forgot to respond.

When she was distracted, Lou Wenmao had already put on her shoes.

Su Xianghui's eyes were moist.

After she went down to the ground, she hugged Lou Wenmao's waist and hugged him very hard.

She didn't know how to express her inner feelings. She could only hold Lou Wenmao so hard.

Lou Wenmao gently stroked Su Xianghui's hair and coaxed her to say, "good, I'll let someone prepare breakfast."

Su Xianghui listened to Lou Wenmao and nodded.

Lou Wenmao had a simple wash, and then went downstairs to have breakfast prepared.

After washing in the house, Su Xianghui began to be in a daze.

She sat in front of the mirror, looking at herself in the mirror, all in a trance.

Is this her?

Now this is the way she looks, and it's very similar to her modern appearance.

She is in a trance thinking, what she experiences through time and space is real, or is it just her dream?

Su couldn't figure it out.

When Su Xianghui was in a daze, Lou Wenmao came over and naturally picked up the next comb to comb Su Xianghui's hair.

Although Su Xianghui has come to this era, she still can't comb her hair in this era. Sometimes she just braids her hair, sometimes she combs her hair.

Now she is sitting in front of the mirror, looking at Lou Wenmao's look, she is also in a trance.

Lou Wenmao gently ran her fingers through Su Xianghui's hair and combed her hair.

Su Xianghui has a sense of enjoyment.

Little by little, the room was quiet, but there was a sweet feeling between them.

After a while, Lou Wenmao put the hairpin on Su Xianghui's head, "OK."

Sitting in front of the mirror, Su Xianghui was distracted. When she heard Lou Wenmao's voice, she suddenly recovered.

She looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't believe it. Is this her? It's pretty.

Su Xianghui's eyes brightened when she looked at herself.

She could not help shaking her head, and the tassels beside her hairpin also swayed gently.

Su Xianghui gets up happily and turns around. She looks at Lou Wenmao, "is it good-looking?"

When Su Xianghui asked Lou Wenmao, her eyes were bright, and the whole person was happy.

Lou Wenmao looked at Su Xianghui gently, "well, it's good-looking."

"That's your Dexterity. You can comb your hair. Tell me quickly. How can you do that?"

Lou Wenmao listened to Su Xianghui's jealous tone and laughed, "I remember that you didn't like to comb your hair very much before. Later, I went back to xuesha palace. When I miss you, I would practice, and then I would think about combing my hair, so I would comb your hair for you."

Hearing this, Su Xianghui was moved again. When she didn't know, he did a lot for her.