"Come on, Liying, hurry up and show it, let's see." Cheng He heard that there was such an interesting thing, and his attributes of cheating occurred, he immediately became energetic and came up with a shy face.

When he heard Cheng He say this, the soft and weak girl immediately panicked and waved her hand and said, "No, no, there will be Brother Qi's play tomorrow. If it is broken, it will be finished."

"I think it's right, Xiao Baozi's consideration is right. After all, I haven't cut it for two years, so maybe my hands are unfamiliar, right?" Zhao Yongqi smirked and grabbed Cheng He's shoulder. "Brother He has no chance tomorrow! Try his hands with Brother He. If it doesn't work, there are those makeup groups."

"I'll go, is this the rhythm of digging another hole to bury myself?" Cheng He's face immediately collapsed, causing everyone to laugh.

Finally, with Xiao Baozi's insistence, Cheng He escaped, and the TV was almost the same, and a group of people began to disperse slowly. Although they had been living for several months, the climate on the plateau still made them unable to stand it, especially the temperature difference between day and night. In addition, the temperature dropped very quickly after October, and the night was approaching zero. In addition, the air was thin, so people always felt a little uncomfortable at night, so going to bed early became a habit for everyone.

After I sent everyone away, Zhao Yongqi, who was holding the messy hair, looked at the messy appearance in the living room, and after thinking about it for three seconds, I made a wise choice - let it go to tomorrow's logistics aunt...

Dongdongdongdongdong.

Just as Zhao Yongqi was about to wander back to his bedroom, a knock suddenly sounded at the door.

"Did anyone forget the thing?" When I opened the door with a little doubt, I saw Xiao Baozi standing pretty at the door, with a pair of small hands in front of my lower abdomen, and seemed to be entangled with some confusion. Her pretty face was slightly flushed. She opened her beautiful eyes and looked at Zhao Yongqi who opened the door. Then she lowered her head slightly as if she was a little shy and said, "That... Brother Qi, do you want me to cut it for you?"

Zhao Yongqi was stunned, then smiled and pulled Xiao Baozi's arm into the room, rubbed her head with a smile and said, "It turns out that our bun goddess is also unbearable!"

"Brother Qi~~~" a coquettish voice sounded with anger, making Zhao Yongqi feel comfortable as if he had drunk Yaochi Fairy Wine.

The "cartilage" he raised his hand and immediately threw himself at, and he admitted his guilt in a very unprincipled moment: "Yes, it's all my fault. Come on, the goddess of buns invites you to sit down, and the younger one will prepare now."

He gave Zhao Yongqi a charming look, and then the little bun jumped with his hands on his back and walked into the room in a very good mood.

Looking at the girl's back, Zhao Yongqi pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, and without saying anything, he went into the room directly. He picked up the sheet that he wanted to change and draped it directly on his body. He then took the scissors and a comb, sat on the chair carelessly, and handed it to the little bun.

"By the way, do you still remember the first time I cut my hair?" Zhao Yongqi suddenly asked softly while preparing the bun.

The little bun who turned around was slightly stunned, then covered his mouth and laughed non-stop.

...

Three years ago, I was still waiting for a supporting role on the set every day.

Early that morning, the little bun that had just moved to the door of Zhao Yongqi. As usual, when it was dawn, he was already wearing a floral dress and appeared outside the door of Zhao Yongqi's room with a natural and refreshing face.

Shortly after knocking on the door, he grabbed his hair in a daze. Zhao Yongqi, who had just woken up, opened the door and yawned, saying, "Yingying, it's so early."

"It's early, it's almost six o'clock." The little bun, who leaned forward slightly with his hands on his back, glared at Zhao Yongqi first, then shook his little nose, smelling the smell from the room like a cute puppy. After a moment, he raised his head in confusion, "Brother Qi, why does it smell burnt in your room?"

“The burnt smell?”

Zhao Yongqi was stunned and naturally put down his hand holding the random hair. Before he could speak, he saw Xiao Baozi covering his mouth and exclaiming in surprise: "Brother Qi, what's wrong with your hair?"

I saw that the hair was naturally chaotic, but now it seems like a triangle was cut in the center of the forehead. The hairstyle at this moment is very similar to the hairstyle that was popular in Hong Kong and Taiwan in the 1970s and 1980s, with a haircut that was separated from the center line and a sea left and right sides. (You can refer to Leslie Cheung's classic style)

"This..." Zhao Yongqi showed an awkward expression on his face. "When I stewed a chicken soup last night and I didn't know what happened. The gas stove suddenly sprayed a fire up, and it was like this. Hehe..."

"You are a fool! What if you burn yourself!" When you heard this, Xiao Baozi immediately plucked up the face of the bun with a angrily, and reached out to lift the hair on Zhao Yongqi's forehead slightly with his little feet. He found that there was no burn on his fair and smooth skin. Then he patted his chest with a look of fear, then glared at him and said, "If you don't do it when you finish your meal, what can you do in the middle of the night!"

"Hehe..." Zhao Yongqi, who was holding his hair and was scolded with an honest look, finally walked into the room with Xiao Baozi, and said, "Go to cut your hair later. It's so ugly, hehe... It looks so weird."

"What's so funny? I'm injured by a worker, okay?" Zhao Yongqi reached out and pinched the tender bun face and pulled it slightly.

After knocking out the big hand that was causing trouble, Xiao Baozi widened his eyes and said, "What's the point of being injured!"

"Why isn't it?" Zhao Yongqi, who was wearing his own clothes, said with a certainty: "This little bun in our house is too thin. He has been coughing for a while and listless and sickly these days. I just thought of slowly simmering the chicken soup at night. When I come back today, I will be able to give it to you. Do you think this is... Uh, Yingying, why are you crying?"

"Brother Qi... you big fool! big fool!" A girl with crystal clear eyes rushed to the broad back of the man in front of her who gave her countless warmth, and pounded his arms.

"...I'm joking about it. Actually, it's because I'm greedy, not because I'm greedy." The "fool" who didn't know what to say when I scratched and hair was so clumsy, and in the end, I could only explain it in this clumsy way.

After finally comforting the sentimental and keen little bun, the topic between Zhao Yongqi and her returned to the issue of haircuts.

"No need to go, I'm almost overspending this month. It will cost dozens of dollars to cut my hair, so I can lose money. Maybe my current look can still be a supporting role in the Republic of China drama." Zhao Yongqi firmly denied Xiao Baozi's proposal.

"Everyone who plays a beggar thinks you are too weird, a big fool!" Xiao Baozi stared at the untamed and ungrateful fool with contempt.



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Chapter completed!