Chapter 152: Chapter 152: When you come of age, I will dress your hair and put on your hairpin, is that okay? Chapter 152: Chapter 152: When you come of age, I will dress your hair and put on your hairpin, is that okay? Lin Caisang: “…”
Actually, isn’t it enough for us to be aware of these things, without needing to verbalise them?
I really don’t want to hear, ah ah ah!!!
“Just that, Sang, not only am I dangerous, but you are also involved, aren’t you?” Ya Molian suddenly said again.
She isn’t dangerous at all, she…
Okay, okay, she admits that she is somewhat dangerous, but she is a healer, a doctor, her hands are for treating and saving people, and occasionally earning some money.
She really isn’t dangerous at all!
“Brother Molian, you… what do you mean?”
Why does it sound like he wants to tie her to him? Eh, she isn’t a grasshopper!
“Sang, when you reach the coming of age, can I comb your hair and put on a hairpin for you?” He suddenly asked in a serious tone.
“Combing hair and putting on a hairpin?”
Lin Caisang frowned, feeling somewhat lost.
Weren’t they discussing about that dangerous topic just now, how did it become about combing hair and putting on a hairpin? Isn’t this shift a bit abrupt?
“Yes, I will personally comb your hair and put on the jade hairpin.” Ya Molian explained, his eyes slightly dim.
At the same time, he was absolutely certain that the young girl who was close to him at this moment had no idea about the significance of combing hair and putting on a hairpin for a woman.
“Huh, okay, okay.” Lin Caisang nodded slightly in agreement.
Compiling hair and putting on a hairpin, what’s so amazing about that? She combs her hair every day.
Uncertain if Lin Caisang agreed, Ya Molian asked again.
“Really.” She pouted her mouth, thinking there was nothing incredible about it.
“No regrets?” He asked again.
“How could I possibly regret? When I, Lin Caisang, say something, it is always decisive, regret is not something I would do.” Lin Caisang’s eyes widened.
Moreover, it’s just a hairpin, is there a need to ask so many times?
“What’s the matter? Don’t you believe me? Want me to write you a promise?” She raised an eyebrow, asking him.
Upon hearing that he actually wanted her to write a promise, Lin Caisang’s mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg.
The next moment, before she had time to react, the oil lamp in the room was lit, and the brush and ink she had used for drawing was brought over by Ya Molian.
What’s going on? He really wanted to have a written promise for such a small matter?
Brother Molian, are you having a brain wave? But, she can’t not write the promise, she was afraid that if Ya Molian got angry, he would bring up that passed chapter again.
“Do you really want a written promise?” She asked him cautiously.
Why does it feel could be a trap? But how could combing hair and putting on a hairpin be a trap?
“Did you regret?” Ya Molian’s eyes narrowed dangerously.
“Eh, I didn’t regret, how could I regret?”
Forget it, if he wants a written promise, let’s write it. She’ll just accompany Ya Molian in his madness this once, just don’t bring up who is dangerous again, she’ll do whatever he wants.
With a few strokes of the pen, a written promise was done and fell into Ya Molian’s hands.
He dried the promise with satisfaction, carefully folded it and put it in his pocket. He told her to go back to sleep quickly, don’t catch a cold, before he left.