Isa Beauty Salon.

Tang and Song sat lazily on the black leather barber chair.

The hairdresser leaned forward slightly and first helped him carefully trim his eyebrows.

Then, he picked up the scissors, his fingers were like agile butterfly wings, and he shuttled between his hair.

"KaKaKa--" The sound of scissors biting quickly sounded in my ears, crisp and rhythmic.

Electric push clippings draw neat lines.

The outline of the hairstyle gradually appears.

After a while, the hairdresser in her 30s whispered: "Mr. Tang, you have done your styling. Please see if there is any need to adjust it."

Tang Song opened his eyes and smiled satisfied at the corner of his mouth.

After the optimization of system props, the new hair quality has reached an excellent level, black and flexible, and extremely high gloss.

Even if it is not fixed with hair wax, it looks fluffy and natural, with rich layers and no mess.

As a professional large-scale beauty institution, the level of hairdressers in Isa Beauty Industry is naturally not low.

The hair that was scattered but not messy perfectly matched his face shape.

The bangs on the forehead slightly separated and gently drooped, half covering his deep and bright eyes.

The whole person unconsciously showed a clear and handsome look, gentle and mysterious.

Half a month of the dungeon was also a training and improvement for him.

The rich connotation and increased knowledge reserves are intuitively reflected in his gaze and temperament.

Lin Muxue, who was standing next to him, took a deep breath, and said with bright eyes: "Tang and Song, it's really suitable for you! It's super good-looking!"

Tang Song had filters in her eyes, and she looked even more handsome and wanted to rush over and kiss her.

"It's really good, I'm very satisfied." Tang Song nodded.

The hairdresser behind him hurriedly said, "It's good if Mr. Tang and Ms. Lin are satisfied! Mr. Tang, please rinse your hair again and I'll help you dry it."

"OK."

After comfortable rinsing and scalp massage, Tang Song sat back on the chair.

With the howling hot wind, the hair danced and curled in the wind.

The hair is more fluffy and refreshing.

The hairdresser packed up his tools and whispered: "Goodbye Mr. Tang and Ms. Lin, please contact me at any time if you need it."

Lin Muxue folded her hands in front of her, looked at the hairdresser, and said in an admiration: "Thank you for your hard work, I will say to Sister Yurong. In the future, Mr. Tang or I will give it to you."

"Thank you Ms. Lin for your approval! Thank you very much!" The hairdresser quickly bent down, her face full of surprise.

She has worked in Isamei Industry for many years and has her own circle of friends and news.

Naturally, I know Lin Muxue’s special identity.

As long as she says a few words in front of her boss, not talking about promotion and salary increase, at least the job will become very stable. Unless the beauty salon goes bankrupt, she should not be unemployed.

Watching the hairdresser leave.

Lin Muxue looked at the quiet private room and said softly: "Tang and Song, the makeup artist has arranged it. This VIP private room will not receive any guests today."

Tang Song nodded gently, stood up and looked at her.

Lin Muxue pursed her lips, her face turned a little red, and she couldn't help but rub her legs gently.

I haven't seen each other for half a month, and I was thinking about it.

Although you can solve your physiological needs by yourself, the gap is still big.

Tang Song raised a smile on his lips, stepped forward half a step, and picked up her skirt amid Lin Muxue's low cry.

The slender and shiny fingers disappeared into the air.

"Woo~" Lin Muxue's body softened, and she quickly stretched out her hands to support Tang Song's shoulders, "Don't do this..."

Although her mouth was pretending to be dignified and her body did not resist at all, her eyes quickly became foggy and dewy.

Tang Song's brows jumped and said with some amusement: "Xiaoxue, are you so vulgar, you are still plastering paper?"

"I..." Lin Muxue bit her lip lightly and explained in a trembling voice: "My menstrual period just ended yesterday, and I'm afraid there will be any remaining blood, so...ah!"

Tang Song smiled and shook his head, withdrew his left hand, turned around and came to the sink, and rinsed it briefly.

The cell phone in the pocket suddenly shook.

Wipe your hands clean and take them out to look at them. Tang Song's face showed a look of surprise.

Is Qian Lele asking for an appointment with him?

Go to her classmate’s birthday party?

Originally, his plan was to drive her here to complete the dressing after get off work and then take her to the birthday party.

I do not intend to participate in it in person.

After thinking about it, Tang Song was about to ask something.

Then I saw Qian Lele's invitation message disappear.

Immediately afterwards, a line of prompts appeared below.

["Qian Lele" withdrew a message]

Based on his understanding of this college friend, Tang and Song immediately understood.

I took the initiative to invite him, probably because I wanted to find a friend who could chat at my birthday party.

After sending the message, I was afraid that I would be embarrassed, so I withdrew.

Qian Lele's nervous, nervous and entangled face seemed to appear in front of him.

I made a decision in my heart instantly.

Since she wants to help her realize her wish, she should do her best, which can be regarded as a perfect end to the two of them having a half-month relationship.

Tang Song did not reply to the message, so he turned around and looked at Xiaoxue, and said calmly: "You can go to Yan Jinghuating to chat with Qianqian first, and then you go to the audio and video studio in Yan Jingtian City to watch a movie for a while. After playing the game, I will go home later in the evening."

Lin Muxue's eyes were stunned and she quickly realized.

Tang and Song meant that they wanted her to go to his large flat with her beautician friends.

Thinking of this, her heart instantly pounded.

Of course she didn't think that Tang and Song meant three rows, after all, the film had not been penetrated yet.

But I can't guarantee that after the beautician rests, I can also eat a bite of meat.

She gently stroked her long wavy hair and pretended to be calm and composed, "Okay, Qianqian and I are very busy recently, so let's relax tonight."

Character design! Character design! Character design!

Say important things three times!

She Xiaoxue is a very reserved and generous urban elite beauty, and she doesn’t understand what Tang Song is saying!

If you have to come to me to play games, then I can’t do anything about it!

"Let's go, take me back to Normal University first." Tang Song patted Xiaoxue's butt, turned around and walked out.

...

Normal University Teachers' Apartment.

When Tang and Song came, he brought very little things.

In addition to a few sets of changing clothes, they are mainly books and printed materials.

Now that knowledge has entered my mind, there is no need to bring it with me anymore.

After simply packing up his clothes and putting them in a 24-inch suitcase, Tang Song stepped back to the living room.

Looking at the familiar surroundings, his eyes were filled with emotion.

Although I haven't been here for a long time, I'm very fulfilling every day, and the dungeons will be refreshed from time to time.

In addition, there is naturally the simple and kind Qian Lele.

It's also a wonderful memory.

But it doesn’t matter. This is Jiang Yourong’s house, so you can visit him from time to time in the future.

I took my suitcase downstairs, walked out of the community gate, and came to the paid parking lot next to me.

As the rain washed away, the elegant and atmospheric Bentley Continental lies quietly dormant there.

Since it happened to rain heavily these two days, the car body looked extremely clean, which saved time to wash the car.

Put the suitcase in and wipe the glass with a towel.

Tang Song sat back on the soft and comfortable seat and held the cold and delicate steering wheel. Tang Song showed a bright smile on his face.
To be continued...