Comprehensive film and television: male god's favorite

Chapter 735 Su Wuming 34

"How can I do this?" Chu Hua complained to herself in the mirror.

"If this gets out, won't people laugh at us?"

She didn't give up and tried several different methods, but all ended in failure. Either the hairpin couldn't be inserted firmly, or her hair fell down, and she couldn't make a decent bun.

Chu Huan took out her mobile phone that she hadn’t used for several days, unlocked it skillfully, opened the browser, and searched for “ancient bun tutorial”.

A bunch of illustrated tutorials popped up on the screen, ranging from simple maid's bun to complex flower crowns, which dazzled her.

"This is too complicated!" Chu Huan couldn't help but complain.

"Did women in ancient times spend so much time on their hair every morning? No wonder they had to get up early."

She picked a tutorial that looked relatively simple and followed the steps step by step. First, divide the hair into several strands, then cross-wrap them, and then secure them with a hairpin...

"Ouch!" Chu Hua accidentally poked her scalp with the hairpin, causing her to grimace in pain.

She rubbed her scalp and complained, "Can't you just have a round head? Really!"

After struggling for a long time, Chu Hua's hair was still crooked, like a chicken coop. She sighed in front of the mirror and gave up.

“Forget it, let’s just leave it like that.” She simply let her hair down: “That idiot Su Wuming can’t tell anyway.”

She changed into a clean skirt and prepared to go out to find something to eat. As soon as she reached the door, she bumped into Su Wuming who was coming towards her.

Su Wuming was slightly stunned when he saw her disheveled hair, and then asked with concern: "Huan'er, what's wrong with you? Why don't you comb your hair?"

Chu Hua smiled awkwardly and said casually, "Oh, I want to change my hairstyle today and try this dishevelled style."

Su Wuming looked at her messy hair, a hint of smile flashed in his eyes, but he still said gently: "This is not good, right? It's better to put your hair in a bun."

Chu Hua curled her lips and thought, "What do you know? This is called fashion!"

Chu Hua hesitated for a long time, and finally whispered: "I...I can't."

Su Wuming was stunned at first, but then the smile in his eyes became even more intense. He didn't expect that this extremely intelligent and seemingly omnipotent woman in front of him couldn't even comb her hair.

"No?" Su Wuming repeated, with a hint of teasing and doting in his tone.

Chu Hua glared at him fiercely: "No, no, what's the matter?"

Su Wuming was not scared off by Chu Hua's "ferocity", but felt that her angry look made her look even more adorable. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and the smile in his eyes almost overflowed.

Su Wuming watched Chu Hua fiddle with her hair for a long time, and finally just tied it into a high ponytail, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Su Wuming stared at Chu Hua's crooked high ponytail for a long time before he managed to utter, "...quite unique."

Chu Hua put her hands on her hips and raised her eyebrows at Su Wuming: "What? Doesn't it look good? This is the latest trendy hairstyle!"

Su Wuming stared at Chu Hua, his eyes moving through her slightly messy hair, finally resting on her clear and bright eyes.

"Huan'er...you look beautiful like this..."

Chu Hua felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at her. She subconsciously raised her hand to touch her crooked high ponytail and muttered, "How can it be pretty? It's obviously a mess."

Su Wuming smiled, his eyes full of doting.

"Huan'er is naturally beautiful. No matter what hairstyle you wear, it can't cover up your brilliance."

"You're such a smooth talker!" Although Chu Hua said she disliked him, she felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey in her heart.

She glared at Su Wuming in a feigned anger, then turned and left: "I'm not going to pay attention to you. I'm hungry. I'm going to find something to eat."

Su Wuming followed behind Chu Hua, looking at her jumping figure, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

This little girl, although she was obviously very happy in her heart, insisted on pretending to be "very angry".

Before reaching the pavilion, I could see Lu Lingfeng from afar leaning against a vermilion pillar, playing with a dagger boredly. The sunlight shone on his face, outlining his angular features.

Hearing the noise, he looked up and saw Chu Hua's ponytail sticking up high. He couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Hey, what's this new look of yours? Did you go to the mountains to practice?" Lu Lingfeng mocked mercilessly, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

Chu Hua was originally in a good mood, but after hearing what he said, she immediately became angry like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "What do you care! This is called fashion, do you understand?"

Su Wuming shook his head helplessly. These two enemies would fight as soon as they met, and there was no telling when they would stop.

He took a step forward, standing in front of Chu Hua, and said to Lu Lingfeng in a gentle voice: "General, Hua'er has just arrived and doesn't know much about the customs of the Tang Dynasty. Don't bother with her."

Lu Lingfeng raised his eyebrows, looked Chu Hua up and down, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Oh? New here? County Lieutenant Su, who is this girl? Why have I never seen her before?"

Su Wuming was about to explain, but Chu Hua pushed him away, walked in front of Lu Lingfeng, raised her head, and stared back at him without showing any weakness: "Who I am is none of your business? Is it your business?"

"Forget it. I don't want to bother with you. Su Wuming, how did you deduce the location of the eight bodies? But what unique skills did Di Renjie teach you?"

"I don't have any unique skills. I just thought this case was strange, so I found a few folk tales of strange things and read them. As I read, I guessed some clues. If the General of the Central Army doesn't mind, you can take it back and read it. It's quite interesting."

Su Wuming turned around and went back to the study. After a while, he took out a few yellowed thread-bound books and handed them to Lu Lingfeng.

"If the General of the Central Army doesn't mind, you can take it back and have a look. It's quite interesting."

Lu Lingfeng took the book and flipped through it casually. It was filled with tiny calligraphy and some strange illustrations, which left him completely confused.

"Ahem, I'm thirsty. Pour me a bowl of water and drink it."

Chu Hua was stunned for a moment, then she reacted and rolled her eyes at him unhappily: "Who are you ordering around? I'm not your maid."

"Zhonglang is coming. How can we treat him with water? I have good tea." Su Wuming saw the tense atmosphere between the two and hurried to smooth things over.

"Oh?"

"Three ingots of silver can buy one ounce of Chang'an black tea..."

Before Su Wuming finished speaking, Lu Lingfeng rushed forward, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up. Lu Lingfeng's fingers were clearly jointed, and he was so strong that he almost tore Su Wuming's collar. His eyes were wide open and glared, like an enraged beast.