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Chapter 571 Pregnant women have to dye their hair, dreaming

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    Now it seems that her plan obviously worked.

    That man did not hesitate to chase her to Nanyang last time, and then shamelessly followed her back to southern Xinjiang from Nanyang

    If it weren¡¯t for the government affairs in Lan State, he probably wouldn¡¯t have flown away all night without even saying hello.

    Nan Huan thought that next time the man showed up, he would take her away.

    She thought about how he abandoned her like a worn-out shoe and made her feel like a hell on earth. She would definitely repay him twice as much.

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    Mu Zhao looked at her and asked softly, "Huanhuan, how can I help you?"

    Nan Huan rarely smiled, and it was rare that he smiled as gently as he smiled at Mu Zhao at the moment, "You don't need to do anything, I have my own plan."

    "Xin'er, my hands are already stained with blood. I don't want your hands to be like me. Once stained, it can never be washed off."

    Mu Zhao was touched in her heart. She knew that Nan Huan had a cold temperament, a cold and indifferent nature.

    If not, she would not have been so rebellious as a little girl and run away from home.

    She doesn¡¯t want others to interfere, and it¡¯s probably not necessary.

    Mu Zhao came back to his senses, "Okay, if you need anything, you must tell me and I will help you, Huanhuan."

    Nan Huan patted her soft white hands and nodded: "Yes. Do you want to go to the hospital?"

    She must go to the hospital, but she hasn¡¯t found an excuse or reason yet.

    Too many things have happened recently, she should restrain herself.

    "If there is one thing about wolves and dogs, there will be another."

    Mu Zhao said: "There's no rush, just wait two days."

    After she finished speaking, she reached out and combed her seaweed-like hair, frowning slightly.

    Her hair had never been done before. It was naturally curly and too thick. Even if it was tied up, there would still be a lot of strands hanging down around her forehead and around her ears.

    She pouted her little mouth and looked at Nan Huan's short and pretty hair with envy, and suddenly she had a sudden impulse: "Let's get her hair done this afternoon."

    Nan Huan chuckled, "It's a pity to have such good hair."

    "People can't stay the same, life will be boring like that."

    "Then do you want it permed or dyed?"

    "I want the whole set!"

    Nan Huan looked at her dotingly: "Don't you want to rest? Regarding the wolf dog, I guess I didn't have a good rest in Shengbao Camp."

    Mu Zhao put his hand through her arm, "Actually, I just don't want to stay here. It's better to go out and get some fresh air."

    Also, she wanted to run away from home and take Xiaoqi with her.

    She was angry when the man treated Xiao Qi so badly before.

    When you are angry, you always have to divert your attention. Only by changing the environment can you feel better?

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    Mu Zhao said that wind is like rain, and when she was riding Nan Huan's car out of Chengxi Mansion, Sheng Xixiu just came out of Shengyuan ward.

    He took out his vibrating cell phone from his trouser pocket, narrowed his eyes slightly, and answered it after a few seconds.

    "Shuai Sheng, the young lady is out."

    "Um?"

    "The young lady said she wants to have her hair done, permed and dyed."

    Hearing this, the man's face looked ugly, and the pregnant woman had to dye her hair. She was dreaming.

    He stretched out his hand and pinched the center of his brow, and said with a gloomy tone, "The next order is that anyone in the capital who dares to touch a hair of Little Princess Mu will be imprisoned for life."

    Shengzhuang: ¡°¡­¡±

    After saying that, Sheng Xixiu hung up the phone with a cold face.

    He strode to the end of the corridor with long legs, turned around and entered a ward.

    Opening the door, the woman who was sitting in the wheelchair was looking down at the magazine, her eyes filled with uncontrollable joy and excitement when she saw him coming.

    He took a few steps forward, with an indifferent expression, and asked: "How is the gunshot wound in the abdomen doing?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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