Su Mo said that being good at washing hair is not really bragging. He does often help Yili wash her hair. During the period when Yili was sick and hospitalized, Su Mo took good care of all her daily life. Even many things that Su Mo was not good at were learned during the two years of taking care of Yili and became good at it.

Seeing Xiaorou's hair suddenly with such thoughts was also Su Mo's little selfish desire.

He missed the feeling he had at the beginning and wanted to relive it.

Now the two of them used water card to make two pots of boiling water in the boiling water room. Lu Xiaorou Lasumo went to the laundry room, where you could directly connect tap water and many small stools. The girls in the school washed their hair during the day.

"Come on, this is your towel, right? Shampoo, and then...you don't have the habit of using conditioner? Girls' hair is very precious. You should pay attention to using conditioner after washing your hair in the future. I'll check it next time."

Su Mo spoke to Lu Xiaorou with a commanding attitude, as if... because she was so cute that she couldn't help but want to bully her. She nodded obediently and agreed, standing aside and watching Su Mo pour water.

Su Mo first put some cold water into the washbasin, then slowly added boiling water. After trying the temperature, he felt that it was almost done, so he asked Lu Xiaorou to hand over the towel.

"You sit here, I'll wash your hair... take off the hairpin on your hair and take it for me to take."

Lu Xiaorou sat on the small stool in a regular manner. She looked really small. Su Mo sat over with the stool, then wrung out the towel, and wiped Lu Xiaorou's face first.

“Woo…”

"The face is a little dirty, I'll wipe it for you first..."

Su Mo's wiping force is very soft, which is a bit like doing facial massage. "It's like this in winter. Applying your face with more hot water is good for your body. But remember to apply facial cream after applying it, so as not to freeze your face."

After being scrubbed by Su Mo, Lu Xiaorou's face turned red. Because she was very close to Su Mo, she didn't dare to look directly into Su Mo's eyes like this. She just let Su Mo fiddled with it, giving up treatment and voluntarily treating it as Su Mo's doll.

"Come on, slowly lean your head back-"

"This is too low, lift it up a little more."

Su Mo determined his position, gently supported Lu Xiaorou's forehead with his left hand, squeezed out some shampoo from the shampoo with his right hand, and evenly applied it to Lu Xiaorou's hair, "Try to relax your body and give you a head massage first."

...

Brother Su Mo, really worked as a masseur in a barber shop?

Lu Xiaorouqing couldn't help but think like this.

Su Mo has indeed learned some of the knowledge of head care and massage, which was what he learned during his previous life when Yili was recuperating. He rubbed slowly, massaged some acupoints, relaxed the muscles and activated the meridians, and slowly released the pressure of the qi and blood in his head. Su Mo rubbed for a while, rubbed a lot of bubbles on Lu Xiaorou's head, and then rubbed it over and over again.

"Is this force OK, Lu Xiaorou?"

“It’s…comfortable.”

Lu Xiaorou, who had a blushing face, was embarrassed to say something else besides that.

Su Mo rubbed her with one hand and held Lu Xiaorou's forehead with her other hand. This posture was actually quite tired for Brother Su Mo, but he still felt very happy.

Woo woo...

Su Mo's five fingers gently rubbed between Lu Xiaorou's hair, and his scalp was constantly receiving the stimulation from his fingers. The reciprocating movements were very regular, and the feeling of caressing was very natural. Su Mo rubbed and suddenly realized that Lu Xiaorou was trembling, as if she was sobbing quietly.

Su Mo's first reaction was a little panicked.

"Does it hurt you? If you feel uncomfortable, don't force yourself to talk to Brother Su Mo..." Su Mo was surprised. Why did this skill passed down from the previous life not feel very comfortable when it came to the small trumpet Yili?

"No, it's..."

Lu Xiaorou sniffed, "I... remembered some things from the past."

"What's the matter?"

With a hint of uneasiness, Su Mo originally thought that Lu Xiaorou was going to tell the stories of those memories, but this time it was not.

"In the past, my mother also washed my hair like this..." Lu Xiaorou said sobbingly, "At that time, my mother was also such a gentle person."

Lu Xiaorou has lived in "grandfather"'s house since she can remember.

Although that's what I said, in addition to grandpa, there is also a mother in the "Grandpa" family.

My mother doesn't come to her house to accompany Xiaorou every day, but she will bring some gifts every time she comes, sometimes rag dolls, sometimes new clothes, sometimes snacks, and sometimes like this, washing her hair gently.

At that time, my mother was very gentle to Lu Xiaorou. Because of some reasons, Xiaorou could never leave the house. Every day, she was watching TV, but waiting for the appearance of "mother".

She hurriedly packed all her things and took her to a small, dirty rental house.

Perhaps, from that time on, the gentle mother who made Lu Xiaorou missed her extremely nostalgic nostalgia no longer existed in that memory.

Lu Xiaorou could hardly remember the experience during this period. When Lu Xiaorou returned to her grandfather's house, she was already a 10-year-old girl.

Since then, Lu Xiaorou has never seen "mother" again in her life.

Lu Xiaorou seemed very excited when she made this statement to Su Mo. In fact, some of the contents were somewhat different from the life experience she had previously told. For example, her father passed away when she was very young, and her mother never had this experience again, which was not very consistent with the description this time. But she seemed to have not noticed it, and quietly told Su Mo about these past experiences.

While helping her rub her hair, Su Mo thought about the blank parts that Lu Xiaorou did not mention.

It turns out that I lived with my mother for one or two years in the middle.

Maybe her mother might have really loved Xiaorou at first, but later...

Su Mo was a little unimaginable about what happened later.

Obviously, Lu Xiaorou's current submissive and submissive personality is indispensable to her mother.

It's so strange... It's obviously not the story of Yili, but Su Mo still feels like his heart is broken when he hears it.

Before she knew it, Su Mo gradually realized that Xiaorou was no longer simply because she had Yili's characteristics, so she attracted Su Mo's attention.

It’s because she is Lu Xiaorou.

Also...just because she is Lu Xiaorou.

As Lu Xiaorou spoke, she couldn't continue because she choked up, and then she said a few words of sorry.

She seemed to finally realize that she had said something inconsistent.

"It's okay, Xiaorou."

Su Mo gently stroked Xiaorou's hair, "Close your eyes first, I'll help you rinse your hair."

He protected Lu Xiaorou's ears, scooped up some hot water with a scoop, and slowly dripped it down on Lu Xiaorou's hair.
Chapter completed!