The next second he stood up and screamed, "Moying, you... you hit me again! You... you..."
Moying shot him an indifferent look, and his thoughts immediately calmed down.
Everyone in the hall understood each other tacitly. Who told Mo Ying Mo Nian that the two of them were in love and killed each other?
At this time, Ling Yu looked at Baili Rouwen and others in the hall and said, "Sister Kuang, the stylists and people from the clothing store are coming soon. Are you ready now?"
Because he knew these were non-human beings, he couldn't let that group of people in directly.
No matter what, we have to make sure Madam Kuang's place is OK, notify her in advance and alert her before she dares to bring people in.
"Okay, just bring them in." Baili Rouwen walked to the sofa, sat down directly, and looked at Moying and said, "Only this time!"
"I was wrong." Moying lowered his head and admitted his mistake without saying a word.
Mo Nian got up and gloated, "That's right, boss, you said you can no longer use spiritual power. This is a foul for Moying. He should be imprisoned in Jiuyou or Shura Field."
However, Yanu and Hongji don't have any special scruples about hairstyles.
Mo Nian hid with Baili Wenrou, so he became bolder.
Baili Wenwen looked at his stiff expression, raised an eyebrow and said, "I will give you hair growth pills to grow it back."
Ling Yu came in, and brought a group of dressmakers who carried large and small bags and pushed countless high-end clothes.
Moying looked at Mo Nian casually, and the two people began to have a look at each other again.
When Mo Nian heard that Baili Wenwen actually wanted to give Moying a hair growth pill, he couldn't help but curled his lips, "I don't think it's a problem even if I have short hair. Why is Moying, a big man, so effeminate?"
But Hong Ji likes all kinds of long skirts, and she can accept suspenders, tube tops and slits.
Ling Yu at the door immediately looked at the people in the hall and whispered, "Sister Kuang, we're here."
Enya, the chief stylist who took the lead, said confidently, "Leave it to me!"
At this time, the sound of cars outside came.
It's just that Yanu is not used to wearing a long tube top dress and is too shy, so she is wearing a shirt style long skirt at this time.
With that said, he turned around and left to take someone with him.
"Do you really want to cut your hair?" The demon's face was already cold, but now it was even more stinking. Of course, he was not gentle to Baili. Just asking an ancient man to cut his hair was equivalent to asking a woman to shave her head.
The atmosphere in the hall became gloomy again, and it was obvious that if something wasn't right, the demonic shadow would definitely want to fight the demonic thoughts for 300 rounds...
Moying's expression improved a little, and he compromised, "I obey!"
Facing mortals, Ling Yu was still a bit majestic. She looked at them expressionlessly and said, "I'll give you four hours. Mrs. Xi and our madam's friends will be left to you."
Men's suits, women's dresses, all glittering gold were brought in with special clothes sets and hung on racks.
Looking at the handsome men and beauties in the hall, his eyes glowed, and then he snapped his fingers and said, "Let's get started!"
Professionals are indeed different. In an instant, the entire hall turned into a live dressing room. Clothes were arranged, cosmetic boxes were arranged, and then manicurists and hairstylists were all arranged and began to quickly sort out tool boxes in order.
Although the stylist was slightly surprised when he saw Moying's long hair, he immediately responded, "Sir, do you need to fix your hair?"
"Cut it for him..." came Baili Gentle's careless voice after being invited by the dressmaker to choose a dress.