"Do you know how to?" asked the Emperor.
"Of course I do!" Xiao Jingkong said, patting his little chest.
He combs Xiao Ba's fur every day!
Xiao Jingkong took a comb from the dressing table, kicked off his shoes, and climbed on to the bed. Standing behind the Emperor, he began to comb the Emperor's hair.
He did it quite well.
The Emperor was amused and started talking more: "Do you know how to recite poems?"
Xiao Jingkong said, "I do, but I don't like reciting poems."
The Emperor laughed, "Then what do you like?"
Xiao Jingkong said, "I like singing."
He had just learned a few new songs with Jiaojiao recently.
"Oh?" The Emperor laughed, "You can sing too? Sing a few for me to hear."
"Um..." Xiao Jingkong thought hard and paused his combing.