Chinese Ancient Hair Novels & Stories

I blinked at the woman as she got more and more excited the more she talked. "I don't think I like the idea of my body being poked and prodded at," I said simply, my brows frowning. "I also got you an appointment with their hairstylist to blow dry your hair and curl it for you." "What are we waiting for then?" I asked, with newfound excitement. My hair was mostly easy to deal with but I couldn't remember the last time I had the curls professionally tended to. "For me, I'm assuming." I turned to see a very beautiful Chinese woman walking towards us. Her hair was as straight as a board as it rested on her shoulders, over the black jumpsuit she was wearing. Her eyes were a light brown color and

Qin Haodong said with confidence, "In the past, the ancients used to use hair as a substitute. Today, I will learn the rule of the ancients. If I don't cut off your heads, I will shave off your hair.'' When they heard that he was going to shave their hair, Qin Zhanlong panicked. As the First Elder of the Qin family and a supreme power master of the ninth level, if his hair was shaved clean, how would he be able to go out and meet others in the future? Although the old man's hair and beard were all white, they looked very beautiful. Usually, he thought that he had white hair and a youthful face. If he was shaved, how could he go out to meet people in the future? Qin Feiyu was the same. He usu

Xiao Hui whispered as he looked at his uncle's nest-like hair. Mo Sheng had called them as soon as he was awake, so his hair was like that. "Litte boy, you really don't know anything about fashion. Many girls fall for this look of mine. You should think of styling your hair too so that those little girls would fall for you." Mo Sheng, said as he combed his hair through his fingers.

Beside the Emperor sat a lovely woman, who looked kind to those who didn’t know her. "Jun, don’t bother your Uncle now. Come here," she called again, her lips curving into a sweet smile. She wore a maple-red hanfu adorned with splendid designs, her hair styled in a way that made her stand out from all the other maidens at the event. A golden hairpiece with a dragon motif hung from the end, pinned in her hair to add to her beauty.

Chu Xun looked at the Elder Ancestor of the Zang family with a meaningful look in his eyes as he said, "I have a question." "Please go ahead," said the Elder Ancestor of the Zang family with his hands clasped behind his back. His expression was full of arrogance. "The longer one lives, the thicker his hair will be, is that right?" Chu Xun was really curious about it. He had seen so many old men, and all of them had thick hair and a thick beard. "Uh!" The Elder Ancestor of the Zang family was dumbfounded. In fact, all the people present were stunned at the moment and paused their movement. No one expected that Chu Xun would ask such a childish question on such an occasion.

Mj blushed as Mao gave her a sly grin and hurried to sit down. Mao made quick work of releasing Mj’s hair from the knotted rats nest sitting atop her head, the older woman began to run her fingers through Mj’s matted mess of hair starting from the bottom and working her way up, as the knots untangled and dark red beauty flowed where a frizzy mess once sat. Mj wiggled in her seat slightly and Mao thumped the top of her head “sit still..didn't your mother ever teach you any better,” the chef scolded and Mj slumped her shoulders. “I don't have a mother Mao…so no she didn't,” the older woman began to work Mj’s hair between her fingers like fine silk as she began to hum softly. “You will come

Can remember when Han Xi height is still in his waist, very naughty, often go to pull the beard of Qing dust real person, and now it is already almost more than their shoulders, and Zi Ling, now Zi Ling has already pavilion, such as budding lotus, wearing a light purple dress, behind the back of the long hair hangs gently, the head with a purple jade hairpin, a wobbly, a flash. "Chansi! Come here you!" As soon as Zi Ling stomped her foot, she was about to lunge at Han Xi again, and Han Xi hurriedly ducked behind Xiao Chuan, grasping Xiao Chuan's arm and only poking out a head, "Brother Xiao Chuan, quickly help me block Elder Sister, she's going to hit me!"

I could never believe the fact that my long while hair was going to be cut off it was jjst My remaining part of my power and this man wanted it removed ,how dare he try to make me feel that misrable . "You can't do this to me ,you can't cut off my hair ,you can't do this "I screamed with tears running down my checks . my long white hair was a Symbol of royalty in the tines of old religion and it was what the high priestess used to know those with powrs and it was never to be caysht off only those with grets poerrs couod cut it off and it was considered as an obomination if itbwss cut off .

Seeing the source of danger, the two owls calmed down and flew around Ah Yin's head. "You believe me now?" Ah Yin questioned calmly. "I'm never going to know how you got so good at cutting hair," Chen shook his head when Ah Yin waved her hand and her purple ring glimmered. Her Martial Soul appeared around her hand and thin vines shot out towards Chen. Meanwhile, Chen continued to stand still as the vines passed through his cheeks, one particular one stopped right in front of his neck and a few of them waved around his slightly longer hair. Instantly, his facial hair was removed and his hair was shortened.

"You've got great hair. I love it. I'll teach you how to take good care of it." "Really? Go ahead! Bunică always makes me tie it up into a bun but it's hard. So, she usually does my hair but it hurts! She pulls it back so hard!" she couldn't stop complaining. It was one of the things she hated the most. Her hair was so thick that it barely fit in her hand when she held it. It takes her nine-nines before her hair is tied like her grandmother's and it's usually messy on top. It's not like when her grandmother does her hair that's really straight.