Looking at the woman's head without a single hair...

The female agent swallowed, "Believe me, Sister Nan, we will definitely be cured!"

Song Yinan's tears were raining, her eyes were terrifyingly red, "That damn man in black not only shaved all my hair, but also applied potion to me, causing all my scalp to be necrotic. I will never have a single hair from now on. It's so vicious!!!"

"Yes, it's really too vicious..." the female agent echoed.

"You said, what should I do? In the future, will I go out to see people with such an ugly bald head? No! I can only wear wigs every day, and I must be careful to protect this secret, so I can't be known by my fans! You know, there is a film festival that I will attend soon, what should I do? I dare not use any stylist, I can only clean up myself..."

"Sister Nan, it's useless to be sad at this point. We can only accept this fact, right?"

Song Yinan was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly began to wipe her tears. After more than ten seconds, she red eyes, stared at the empty air in front of her, and spoke viciously, "All this is the gentleman! It must be her bitch who blew the wind beside her pillow at Fei Siting's biological mother, so that his mother would come to deal with me!

This time, I will definitely take revenge if I survive the disaster! Junzi said, you bitch, please wait for me, and I, Song Yinan, will be consuming with you in this life, please wait for me!!!”

*

In the evening, Nangong Rui left Baitong Villa.

Junziyan cleans up at home, cuts flower beds, and washes clothes.

She doesn't want to be idle, and she will easily think about things when she is idle.

It's evening.

After dinner.

Junziyan entered the bathroom and took a shower carefully, and walked out wearing a bath towel.

After blowing her hair dry, she went to the balcony and prepared to pull the curtains on.

After a glance down inadvertently, she saw the man's handsome face.

A pair of black eyes are as deep as the sea, as if it is a vortex, and it can easily drag people into it.

Junziyan was stunned for a moment, and then looked at it. There was nothing on the lawn downstairs, as if it was just an illusion in her trance.

She thought that like the time before, she saw Fei Siting again.

He sighed and pulled the curtains up.

Junziyan walked back to the bed, drank some clean water, climbed onto the bed, covered it with a quilt, and turned off the light.

Her head was empty, and she didn't know when she fell asleep.

But she had a dream, dreaming of Fei Siting, and his lips turned pale and bloodless again.

.........

The terrace door is gently opened.

The man opened the curtain and walked in in a deep stairs.

He walked very hard, but he didn't make any sound when he walked.

In late autumn nights, the weather is very cold, even a bit bit bit cold.

The bright moonlight draped on him, his handsome outline was dim in the shadows, and his dark hazy feeling.

Fei Siting sat by the bed, gently stroked the woman's hair with her big hands, and printed a kiss on her lips that was a dragonfly.

He didn't see her for half a month, and he really missed her.

He could not let go of her and always wanted to see her.

Adjutant Qian was probably right. As long as she lived happily and happily, he should be satisfied.

Is she his own? Is it that important?

*

The next morning.

When Junziyan woke up, he was stunned for a while before he got up and put on his clothes slowly.

She had an illusion that the air seemed to be full of Fei Siting's smell.

Last night, she actually dreamed of him all night!

She knew that this was wrong, but she couldn't control herself at all.
Chapter completed!