My martial soul in Douluo is really competitive!

Chapter 19 Affection can't be kept since ancient times, only routines win people's hearts! (Scumbag He Qingfeng is officially online!)

In the early morning, on the way back with breakfast, He Qingfeng met Tang San who had returned from morning exercise.

"Little San, here, your breakfast, I guessed that you were not in the dormitory because you were not in the dormitory, so I brought you a copy by the way!"

He Qingfeng handed the soy milk and steamed buns to Tang San.

Tang San who took the breakfast was moved in his heart, and for a while he didn't know how to thank his elder brother who had been helping him all this time.

"Brother Qingfeng, I"

And He Qingfeng put his index finger and middle finger together on Tang San's forehead and tapped lightly, and said: "My stupid brother, thank you and everything, I promised Uncle Tang would take good care of you! Even if Uncle Tang didn't tell me I will take good care of you, after all, I am you but your elder brother! Let's go, go back to the dormitory, Xiao Wu should wake up now!"

Looking at He Qingfeng's back, Tang San felt a warm current in his heart. He Qingfeng was the best person to him besides Tang Hao, so at this moment Tang San secretly swore in his heart: "Brother Qingfeng, although you are not my dear Brother, but you are better than my own brother in my heart, I swear, I will always be your younger brother! Forever!"

"What are you still doing? Let's go!"

Hearing He Qingfeng's words from the front, Tang San smiled and replied: "Here we come!"

Seven Houses.

At this moment, Xiao Wu had already woken up, she folded the quilt on the bed neatly, and placed it in the middle of the end of the bed, but at this moment she found that her hair was a little messy, so she planned to comb her hair again, she untied When the headband that restrained the hair was removed, the waterfall-like hair immediately spread out, flowing on the bed like fallen leaves.

"Bang~"

With a soft sound, Qishe's door was pushed open, and He Qingfeng and Tang San walked in.

"Little rabbit, you're awake! Now that you're awake, let's have some breakfast."

Saying that, He Qingfeng walked to the bed, and put the warm soy milk and carrot stuffed buns in his hands on the bedside cabinet (I bought the cabinet yesterday, and someone delivered it.)
"Qingfeng, can I ask you something?"

When Xiao Wu saw He Qingfeng, her face immediately turned red again, as if thinking of what He Qingfeng said to her before, she said with a little evasive eyes for a moment.

Seeing this, He Qingfeng smiled jokingly and said, "What does my little rabbit want to ask me?"

"Who, who belongs to your family"

Listening to He Qingfeng's ambiguous words, Xiao Wu's face became more and more red, her voice became smaller and smaller, and only she could hear the last words.

He Qingfeng rubbed Xiao Wu's head, then looked at the long black hair, and suddenly had an idea in his heart-"Looking at this, Xiao Wu should let me comb her hair? It doesn't seem to have been done!"

"Drip, your golden left and right hands feel the troubles of the host at this moment, so it wants to say that as the host's hands, they must be able to hold knives with martial arts and needles with literary skills. For this purpose, they have given special skills [fine hand skills], friendship Hint—this skill has unexpected functions in some aspects~"

(He Qingfeng: "Can you bear it?")
(Xiao Wu: "I can't stand it, I can't stand it!")
A systematic voice sounded in He Qingfeng's mind, and suddenly a huge memory flooded into his mind, but He Qingfeng at this moment knows everything that belongs to manual work!Which naturally includes braiding hair!
"It's so sleepy, I'm here to give you a pillow!"

He Qingfeng smiled immediately, he stretched out his hand towards Xiao Wu, and Xiao Wu was also a little puzzled, He Qingfeng looked at the somewhat cute expression and immediately pinched Xiao Wu's nose affectionately: "Don't you Give me the comb, how can I comb your hair? Isn’t your question asking if I can comb your hair?”

Feeling He Qingfeng's intimate gesture, she blushed after being guessed, and then she took out from her bosom the only relic left by her mother - a comb made of sandalwood.

"Here, but can you really braid your hair?"

Facing Xiao Wu's question, He Qingfeng smiled and said, "I don't know how, I'll comb your hair into a chicken nest in a while, haha."

Facing He Qingfeng's joke, Xiao Wu gave He Qingfeng a blank look and said, "If you dare, if you comb your hair into a chicken coop, I will bite you to death!"

He Qingfeng picked up the breakfast from the bedside table and handed it to Xiao Wu, and then he sat by the bed.

"Eat breakfast, leave your beautiful long hair to me, and I promise to comb it beautifully for you!"

As he said that, He Qingfeng picked up the comb Xiao Wu handed him.

Gentle strength traveled on Xiao Wu's hair, and the comb gently ran across the long black hair, and He Qingfeng's slender fingers made Xiao Wu feel comfortable.

"Qingfeng, have you combed other girls' hair before? It seems that you are very skilled."

The moment He Qingfeng's hand brushed her hair, she felt the warmth that could only be felt in her mother.

Xiao Wu's words imprinted in He Qingfeng's ears, and He Qingfeng suddenly had an idea in his heart, saying: "In our hometown, there is a custom that after a girl reaches adulthood, she can only give her hair to family members who are not related by blood. Comb, do you know what that person's name is?"

Xiao Wu was thinking about He Qingfeng's words while eating breakfast. After thinking for a while, only one word came to her mind, and she subconsciously said, "Husband?" (Don't be serious.)
He Qingfeng suddenly showed a smile of conspiracy when he heard this, and he pretended not to know and said, "Who?"

"husband!"

"Hey, my daughter-in-law is so good!"

As soon as He Qingfeng said this, Xiao Wu's movements of eating breakfast froze for a moment, and her face blushed immediately, as red as a peach that was about to overflow. The roots of his ears were red, and he didn't even dare to speak.

When He Qingfeng saw this, he didn't say a word, but quietly stood up Xiao Wu's hair.

And at this moment, what her mother said to her appeared in Xiao Wu's heart -- "Xiao Wu, if you find a man who can be entrusted to you for life in the future, then let him comb your hair with this comb."

Feeling He Qingfeng's gentle movements, Xiao Wu muttered softly, "Mom, I seem to have found someone I can entrust to my life."

After the breakfast in Xiao Wu's hands was finished, He Qingfeng also ended the movements in his hands.

"Done! See for yourself."

He Qingfeng handed the mirror on the side to Xiao Wu. After looking at it, Xiao Wu said in surprise, "Qingfeng, the braids you braided are so beautiful! They are even more beautiful than the ones my mother made for me!"

It's okay if she didn't say this, but when she said this, she who was thinking of her mother suddenly became sad, and He Qingfeng felt a little distressed, she patted Xiao Wu's head, and gently pulled her into her arms, She said softly: "It's okay, let me stay by your side in the future, I will never leave you, forever!"

"Fresh breeze."

Listening to He Qingfeng's gentle words, Xiao Wu buried her head in He Qingfeng's chest.

And those single dogs on the side suddenly started booing one by one, "Oh~~hmm~~", which made Xiao Wu even more embarrassed, and directly buried her head in He Qingfeng's chest so that she could not come out.

"Fuck off, what should we do one by one!"

After He Qingfeng laughed and scolded, everyone dispersed immediately, but the gossip eyes were still secretly sizing up the two of them, and Tang San on the side also showed a gratified smile—"It seems that my big brother has found what he wants." Someone to protect."

(Tang San: "Why is my head green? What's going on?")
At this moment, Qishe's door was pushed open again.

"Little San, come out with me!"

It was Yu Xiaogang who came!
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(End of this chapter)