Chapitre 347: 0348 revised version 0915_1

Gong Beiming didn't take his illness seriously at all and didn't care one bit.

Maybe because he had been dealing with it for so long, he had gotten used to it.

After shaving, Chi Xiaoyu suddenly said, "Let me help you style your hair! It's all messy..."

Gong Beiming glanced at her sideways, "You think you can?"

Chi Xiaoyu lifted her little hand and shook it, "What's wrong with me? Are you looking down on me?"

"Drawing or painting might be okay, but when it comes to hair styling, not to look down on you, you really can't do it!"

"Humph, just wait! Sit tight, close your eyes, and you can only open them when I tell you to, okay?" Chi Xiaoyu said with a sly smile.

He squinted his long eyes and gave her a dubious look before nodding in agreement, "OK!"

Gong Beiming sat obediently on the chair with his eyes closed. Under the light, his facial features were truly delicate, bearing no resemblance to Madam Gong.

Chi Xiaoyu first grabbed a comb, hair clips, and like rubber bands...