Ruffling Your Hair Novels & Stories

I looked at the white face who seemed like in a dreaming land because of this great stimulation. "Ahh... Nathaniel... Use your finger now..." The slim hand still tried to push my head away. Her fingers threaded through my hair and sometimes involuntarily squeezed to force me to stop. If my hair falls off which will make me bald, then that's okay. I will make my wife lie on her feet in bed to be compensated properly.

Hindi ito sumagot, bagkus ay ngumuso at umirap sa kaniya. “What are you doing here? You changed your hair?” Halata sa mukha ni Fredrinn na hindi ito masaya. Gustong-gusto kasi nito ang tuwid at mahaba niyang buhok na ngayon ay wavy at lagpas hanggang balikat na lang. “Pretty, right? Hindi na kasi ako masaya sa dating buhok ko kaya pinalitan ko na. Ganoon naman, ’di ba? Pinapalitan kapag ’di na masaya?” nakangiti ngunit mariin niyang sabi.

I just wear my mom jeans with a Gucci belt and a plain caramel color shirt. After I dressed, I immediately grabbed my hair brush inside the drawer and brushed my hair harshly na halos maglagas na ang buhok ko kakasuklay basta maayos lamang ang buhok ko. Napapangiwi ako bawat hagod ko. Sobrang haba pa naman ng buhok ko at wavy pa. I sat on my vanity table where the mirror is located. My hair is still damped and slightly tangled. I often brush my hair gently but now that I am late, I needed to brush it quickly. After I brushed my hair, the soft and silk texture dominates my wavy ash brown hair that the length reached my waist.

Tumingin siya nang patagilid sa lalaki, ang kanyang nahihiyang ekspresyon ay tila isang kawil na bumihag sa kaluluwa ni Harvey. "Sige, magpapatuyo muna ako ng buhok. Medyo maingay ito, pwede mo munang i-mute." "Hmm," sagot ni Harvey, pero hindi siya gumalaw, tila kahit ang ingay ng hair dryer nito ay ayaw niyang palampasin.

He looks awfully disgusting with his messy hair. "Wala—." "Chaster and I," I cut him off. "What?!" Clay exclaimed as he stood up with a not-so-annoyed face. I scratch my eyebrow, and brush my hair with my fingers. "Stop overreacting," I said as I stood up and left them at the sala.