But as the saying goes, you can't escape the first grade of junior high school, but you can't escape the fifteenth grade.
No matter how hard Jiang Yu tried to hide, Sang Wanzhou finally laid his eyes on her.
Moreover, he was not aware of how ugly his tied hair was. It was as if he had done something great, and his self-confidence instantly exploded.
He waved to Jiang Yu: "What are you doing standing there? Why don't you come over quickly? The show will start soon."
Jiang Yu slowly took a step back: "."
[Hahahaha, look at how scared our little fish is, Sang Wanzhou, please, don’t harm my little baby anymore! I feel like the little baby’s Tianling Cap is about to be torn off by these two pigtails!]
[Sang Wanzhou: Are you serious about taking half a step back? A small movement can still cause so much harm.]
[What did I see when I just came in? Hahahaha, it made me laugh so hard. Are these two soaring pigtails going to the sky? 】
In the end, Jiang Yu still did not escape Sang Wanzhou's clutches and got the same hairstyle as Xiao Fubao.
When Xiao Fubao pointed at the two pigtails on Jiang Yu's head and laughed so much that he almost rolled to the ground.
Jiang Yu pointed to the hairstyle on her head expressionlessly and said calmly: "We have the same hairstyle."
Xiao Fubao was frightened and petrified on the spot: "!!"
"Xiao Yu'er, do you want to stay for a meal?" Sang Wanzhou asked casually when he was about to walk into the kitchen.
Jiang Yu just wants to go back quickly and ask her sister to help her untie her hair and retie it, so she can't think about eating.
So he immediately waved his hand and said, "No, my sister has already made breakfast at home and is waiting for me to go back."
After hearing this, Sang Wanzhou didn't force himself, nodded and went into the kitchen.
As for Xiao Fubao, since he abducted Jiang Yu back, he naturally had to send him back.
On the way back, little Fubao lowered his head in despair.
It seemed like the hairstyle on Jiang Yu's head had shocked her as much.
The live broadcast room was already filled with laughter.
[Hahahaha, no, it’s too joyful, Sang Wanzhou is simply a devil! He’s almost ruining our lives!]
[Pfft, even though it was really pitiful, I still laughed unkindly, hahahahaha.]
[Don’t be sad, little baby! You are so cute, you can pull off any hairstyle! (An unintentional word to comfort Zaizai, hahahaha!)]
Jiang Waunge, who made her best noodles at home and waited to apologize to Jiang Yu, and prepared a lot of rhetoric to try to save her image, saw the hairstyle of the two of them, and was stunned for a moment, thinking about what she wanted.
Everything I said was forgotten.
The older one and the younger one looked at each other for a few seconds.
Jiang Wange spoke with difficulty: "You guys, who did this hair for you?"
Jiang Meng looked a little anxious: "Xiao Fubao's brother did it for us. Sister, can you help me comb my hair again?"
Jiang Wange nodded and looked at Little Fubao with a false smile: "Little Fubao, do you want to come in with us? Sister, I'll help you comb your hair again."
She also wanted to take advantage of Xiao Fubao's reputation and act like she was nice to her, so that she could speak for herself.
But little Fu Bao tilted his head and thought for a while, and finally shook his head and said: "Fu Bao, thank you sister for your kindness, but this is my brother's comb specially for Fu Bao. It's my brother's kindness. Fu Bao can't destroy your brother's kindness."
, then Fu Bao will go back first!"
Without waiting for Jiang Wange to say anything else, little Fubao turned around, opened her short legs and ran away with a "da da da" sound.