"Lan, let's go play that game again at night?" At this time, Qing said this without thinking about life or death, stopped towards Qing Lan, and glared at Qing Lan, who looked at her incomprehensively.
He hugged her, didn't she also like it very much? She kept hugging him and wouldn't let go.
Could it be that he saw it wrong? It's just that his memory doesn't seem to be that bad.
"Lan, your face has changed. It doesn't look good," Qing said again, and tightened her grip on the scissors in Qing Lan's hand. She was not like this because he was angry.
Qing shrank his neck, wondering why Lan had become so fierce. He could only smile at her in a flattering way.
However, Xiang Qinglan's eyes were still clearly accusing him, so in the end, he had better not say anything, otherwise he would be really in trouble if she made her angry.
Xiang Qinglan pursed her lips tightly, her face flushed with anger, but she still pressed Qing on the chair, with a large mirror in front of her.
Qing turned his head and looked at himself in the mirror. He didn't understand why she asked him to sit here. Xiang Qinglan took out the scissors from the side. Qing's face suddenly turned pale. Don't blame him for thinking wildly. This is a murder weapon.
, but people will be killed, his voice trembled, and at this time, he could hardly sit still, "Lan, this is very dangerous, please don't play with it, okay?"
He was so hopeless now that he wanted to stand up, and really wanted to leave Xiang Qinglan, but Xiang Qinglan held scissors in her hand and glared at him fiercely, telling him not to move. If he moved, she would cut him into pieces.
She is not responsible for him becoming bald. Although, here, he is only for her to see, but if he becomes ugly, she is still unwilling.
Qing sat up straight with some reluctance and closed her eyes tightly. She really looked like she was imagining death. The corners of her lips raised towards Qing Lan, which was really childish.
Qing heard the sound of the scissors opening and closing continuously. The sound seemed to be able to break through his eardrums, and a cold wind seemed to blow through his body, which was extremely cold.
However, for a long time, he didn't feel anything at all. His eyes opened slightly, and the little woman in the mirror was obviously very sweet, and the smile on her face was also very gentle. However, except for the hand in her hand,
The scissors reflected a sharp light. He quickly closed his eyes tightly. In the darkness, he could only feel the faint scent of mint that belonged to Xiang Qinglan, which was constantly attracting him. It smelled so good.
He took a deep breath, and she smelled really good. Thinking of this, his body felt that indescribable heat again. He twisted his body uncomfortably, but he didn't dare to move.
.
Because she still has a pair of scissors in her hand.
Xiang Qinglan stroked his hair with her hands and gestured. By the way, she touched his handsome face with the scissors. She could clearly feel the muscles on his face twitching. Hum, she rarely did this.
It's a joke, but to be clear, she just wants to take revenge on him, who made him hurt her so much yesterday. The girl in the mirror has a very pink blush on her face, and her shy face can actually make people
Can't look away.
It's just that no one has seen it now. The only man in the room is closing his eyes nervously at this time. Naturally, he has not seen such a beautiful scene. Otherwise, I don't know how long he will be proud of it.
Xiang Qinglan picked up the scissors, only to hear a click. Qing frowned, and then a strand of hair fell on his face. Then there was another sound, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
The hair that had always blocked his sight was cut by her like this. He looked at the short short hair falling on the ground. The woman behind him looked at his hair very intently. Her black hair, he
The light brown hair blends together and is indistinguishable from each other.
He laughed, very openly. It turned out that this was the case, and it scared him for a long time. He really thought too much.