This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

After breakfast, Carl threw the anomaly in his mind and took Tito to to the room to comb his hair.

I don't know, Karl thinks he's smart, because he can quickly and proficiently use whatever he learns, but he can only comb his own daughter's hair...

“Otherwise… let's comb yesterday's styling, yesterday's styling is so beautiful! ”

Grabbing little Dido's long blonde hair, he drummed for half a day and didn't succeed in braiding out the little braid, so he finally looked helpless and spoke with an agreed tone.

“...” Little Dido looked at her messy hair in the mirror and didn't match a pretty princess dress at all. She mumbled a little unhappy: “I... want a braid...”

Because of Carl's embarrassment, Little Tito's tone was only grievant and not quite unreasonable.

Carl grabbed his short blonde hair and had an incredible headache. He looked at the tutorial on his phone again and tried again without giving up.

At the end of the day, it still ends with failure...

“Baby, let Daddy go, I'm not really this material, wait for Mommy to come back...”

Carl squatted in front of Tito, and his blue eyes, similar to Tito's, revealed a few pitiful colors.

“But... but I want to go out now!” Little Dido's oversized blue eyes also looked at Carl, the kind who wanted to stick to his way of thinking but didn't want to embarrass Carl, the people who looked at him were soft.

Father and daughter look so big and stiff!

“Hehe! ”

I leaned at the door and watched Fu Shiyu for a while. I couldn't help laughing out loud.

Father and daughter looked up, Karl frowned, seemed not to welcome Fu Siyu's view.

Fushiyu glanced over the tutorial on Karl's phone and walked over with a laugh: “This is easy! ”

Karl frowned, "Will you? ”

Fu Shiyu nodded confidently: “Of course! ”

“Uncle, can you help me?” Little Dido's eyes shine and his soft, gluey voice gives him some anticipation.

“I'd love to.” Fu Shiyu smiled, saying that he had taken the comb in Carl's hand and began to comb Tito's hair.

Karl didn't believe it, but Fu Shiyu looked confident, so he didn't say much.

Looking at Carl's beauty, Fu Shiyu's eyes flashed with a smile. Looks like Tito is the breakthrough. This is the right thing to do!

But soon Fu Shiyu couldn't smile.

In his hand, Tito's hair was completely different from what he had imagined. He wanted to learn the method in the tutorial to help braid a little braid out, but this hair didn't do very well...

Fu Shiyu has always learned nothing without talking time. A lot of strange, unrivalled things. He would have looked at them once, not naturally, but life forced him to practice them.

So he just said that confidently to Carl and little Dido.

But this time, I seem a little overconfident. How can this hair be so slippery, how can it be so many, how can it be so difficult to grasp...

A drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and Fu Shiyu's eyes gradually emerged with a touch of agitation and frenzy.

“Will you or won't you? ”

Karl's doubtful eyes fell on Fu Siyu's hands as his wristband rested on the door frame.

“Naturally.” Fu Shiyu still has a colorless path.