Chapter 300: Husband, Comb My Hair (2)
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Mai Xiaomai's fingers that were rapidly typing on the keyboard came to a halt, as she reveled in the gentleness and comfort coming from brushing her hair.
Qiao Chutian was brushing her hair, and then suddenly stopped. He threw the brush onto the desk, somewhat angrily saying, "This is really strange, a big man like myself is actually brushing your hair. Brush it yourself!"
"What's wrong with a big man brushing a woman's hair? In the ancient times which were so traditional and conservative, weren't there men painting women's eyebrows and the like? This is called boudoir fun!"
Mai Xiaomai picked up the brush and held it out to him, saying, "Come on, husband, hurry up and brush my hair!"
"I won't brush it!"
Qiao Chutian refused.
"You won't brush it, huh? Fine!"
Mai Xiaomai reached out and tousled her hair.
The hair that Qiao Chutian had just neatly combed instantly turned into a messy bird's nest, horrifying to behold.