"I'm sorry." Mr. Xing's face turned even darker. This girl was treating him like a child.
"Please, don't be so hairy, okay? It's just a haircut." Xia Houhuan'er rolled her eyes helplessly.
Mr. Xing pursed his lips and said coldly: "The zombie camp has a hairstylist who specializes in giving me haircuts."
"No wonder your hairstyle remains the same. Ultraman is not trendy at all. Come on, be brave and try new things and break the rules."
Xiahou Huan'er coaxed and lied, talked and dragged, and finally pulled the reluctant Mr. Xing into the hair salon.
The hairstylists inside are all robots, and there are not many customers. When they enter, a robot will immediately take them to a seat inside.
Mr. Xing looked very uneasy, his face became colder and more sinister, and his fiery red eyes were like thorns of hardened ice. The guests on the side did not dare to look at him.
The robot hairstylist uses virtual space scanning to scan his head into the virtual space screen. In a few seconds, various different styles will appear on it.
The hairstylist lets them choose their hairstyle.
Xia Houhuan'er was a little speechless. Looking at the various hairstyles of Dongfang Xing's avatar on the virtual space video, she couldn't help but sigh, Damn, it's too advanced. If there had been such advanced technology five hundred years ago, she wouldn't have had to do it several times.
The first time I was confused by the hairstylist and I was unsatisfied with the styling.
"Sir, please choose your hairstyle." The mechanical hairstylist reminded politely.
Looking at so many styles above, Mr. Xing, who has never been particular about his hairstyle, was a little confused.
"Xing, this hairstyle suits your temperament. It's domineering and handsome, so this is it." Xia Houhuan'er was even more excited than when she was styling it herself.
In fact, a handsome man like Mr. Xing, even if he has a bald head, is still the most handsome among all the monks.
"That's it." If she likes it, he likes it.
The hairstylist turned off the space video and started cutting his hair.
Dongfang Xing didn't like being touched by others, no matter whether he was a human or a robot. If it weren't for Xia Hou Huan'er, he would never have stepped into a place like this.
His eyes were so sharp that the hands of everyone who looked at him trembled.
Fortunately, the person cutting his hair was a robot and a real person, so it wasn't a huge stress.
The robot is very efficient, and it was cut in about ten minutes.
Xiahou Huan'er looked at his new hairstyle and giggled in surprise. It was so handsome and perfect.
Dongfang Xing swiped the card, immediately pulled Xiao Nizi, who was still giggling, and quickly left the hair salon.
Xiahou Huan'er bumped his arm lightly with her forehead and smiled strangely: "Do you know? You are really handsome."
Dongfang Xing looked at her and said seriously: "I know I'm handsome, but your saliva is dripping, you pervert."
Hiss, Xiahou Huan'er looked at him in horror.
Ahhhh...
It turns out that the arrogant Mr. Xing can also be arrogant and narcissistic, which is shocking and absolutely explosive.
Her expression was really cowardly. Dongfang Xing stretched out his palm and rubbed the top of her head with some itching.
Xiahou Huan'er swallowed hard and said with some disbelief: "I just discovered now that you also have such a human side."
Dongfang Xing's face immediately darkened when he heard this, and he asked calmly: "Where are we going now?"
What did she say wrong?
Xiahou Huan'er blinked innocently.
Dongfang Xing took her hand and without waiting for her answer, he walked towards the neat, clean and busy streets.