112.【She discovers that she is actually a favorite concubine】
How could she really hold her eyes open and wait eagerly for Tian Junhao to take a bath before tossing herself again.
After shopping for a whole day, I was already yawning.
An Ying discovered that Tian Junhao actually doted on her most of the time.
As long as she doesn't touch his taboos, he won't blame himself if she is lawless and plucks the tiger's hair.
After thinking about it, she decided that she could try to be more arrogant in the future and not always be the little white rabbit who is suppressed. Yeah, that makes sense.[
She slipped into bed and fell asleep soundly, with a sweet smile on her lips. Even when she woke up in the morning, she still had a crooked smile on her lips.
Early the next morning, a barber shop in City S had just opened.
An arrogant and domineering sound of braking ripped through the sky, and eleven pure black limited edition Ferrari sports cars suddenly stopped at the door.
The barbers, who were still sleepy at first, were so shocked that they suddenly straightened their backs.
A group of well-trained men in suits and ties got out of the car, lined up in two lines, and stood quietly.
At this time, the back door of one of the cars was slowly opened. An Ying was the first to stick her head out and reluctantly got out of the car.
She pursed her lips and said nothing, looking at the sentry posts on both sides and rolling her eyes.
She just came to change her hairstyle, not to fight with anyone. Is it necessary for such a large group of followers to follow her?
She really couldn't agree with someone's high-profile style.
She took the lead to walk into the barber shop, and several people came in one after another.
Xiaoyan and Nightingale were side by side, followed by Lingyin.
The person walking at the end, wearing shiny black leather shoes and a trousers suit tailored impeccably by a top fashion designer, tall and powerful, was none other than Tian Junhao.
There was a group of people with a strong aura. Several barbers originally wanted to greet him with their faces warm, but at this moment they were suppressed by such a strong aura and did not dare to move.
An Ying, on the other hand, sat down on the soft chair and shouted: "Boss, I want to change my hairstyle and straighten it all."
A handsome barber came over. She rolled her eyes and asked curiously: "Boss, I heard that you can't straighten your curls right away, right? I just got a princess haircut yesterday."
"Yesterday? That's not allowed, it will damage your hair." The handsome barber answered her question seriously.
An Ying was happy when she heard this, and turned to look at Tian Junhao, who was already sitting lazily on the sofa nearby.
"Hao, listen, the hairdresser said it can't be changed now." What she told him that morning was the truth.
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