Chapter 899: Song Yirou: Take her into the barber shop
Meng Xingchen took Mo Li to the restaurant downstairs. After breakfast, he looked at her hair that was almost falling to the ground when she was sitting and frowned.
After Li Qiye finished drinking the soup, he raised his head and saw his appearance.
I couldn't help but feel a jump in my heart. I remembered what happened last night and my face suddenly turned red.
She lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him, but she couldn't help but look at him.
Just as he was about to speak, he heard Meng Xingchen say: "Mo Li, I'm going to class in a while, and I'll take you to the professor by the way, but I won't be able to go back right away. Is it okay if you cut your hair?" [
He still had a questioning tone.
In fact, how does she usually take care of such long hair?
Li Li was slightly stunned, hair?
She raised her hand and looked at her hair, then at his, thinking of the few women she had seen, and frowned slightly.
"Do I want to be like my aunt?"
"Of course not. My mother is used to keeping her hair short. You can also keep your hair long, but it's too long now."
Meng Xingchen looked at her hair again, stood up and said.
Mo Li nodded and followed him.
"I'll take you to get your hair cut first, then you'll have a class with me, and then I'll take you to the geology professor. The professor took me where I found you this time. Maybe he will know why you showed up."
Meng Xingchen took the backpack from the servant in the living room and told her about today's itinerary.
Li Qiye just nodded. There were some things she really didn't understand and couldn't express any opinions.
I found a barber shop closest to the school.
When Meng Xingchen took her in, Mo Li was wearing a white dress and her hair was too long, like an elf in an empty valley.
It instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Whether they were having their hair done, waiting for friends, or even the hairdresser, everyone looked at her.
If it were normal, Meng Xingchen's cold and handsome appearance would be the focus.
But at this moment, it was clear that Mo Li was the one.
She is like a delicate flower in the greenhouse and an elf in the jungle, with a hint of innocence and wild publicity.
Mo Li was a princess in ancient times and had long been accustomed to being watched.[
But now these people were dressed strangely and looked at her strangely.