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However, he was stopped by Luo Hao, "Let me help you comb your hair!" He could comb his hair so simply. He also knew that a man combing his beloved woman's hair was an expression of his love.

Qiu Mo raised his head and looked at Luo Hao. He could not help but nod his head and place the wooden comb in his hand into Luo Hao's hand. When the two hands touched