Chapter 455: If a girl shows you the back of her neck...it means she is careless!
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"Hahaha."
Hong Li held the corners of her mouth with both hands and raised her lips slightly, forcing out a forced business smile.
"How come? I'm very happy. How can I be depressed? Look at my big smile, hahaha."
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"emmm..."
Xingyun was amused by Hongli's appearance.
Should I say she is worthy of being Sister Hongli?
She looked at the video background on Hongli's side, trying to see the lively street scene of Five Color City.
It's a pity that Hongli sneaked into the alley because of a guilty conscience before, and she hasn't had time to go out yet. Xingyun is destined not to see the bustling scene on the main street of the commercial street.
If the other party could have called a few hours earlier, he would have been able to catch up...
However, Xingyun did not see the street scene of Five Colors City that she was expecting, but instead saw a tall black figure dangling behind Hongli.
That black shadow seems to be gesticulating at Sister Hongli’s head?!
Xingyun was startled subconsciously, and blurted out without thinking to remind the other party to pay attention.
"Sister Hongli, be careful, there is someone behind you!"
"ha?"
Hongli was stunned for a moment, and then she realized what Xingyun was talking about when she felt her long hair being gently pulled.
Hong Li moved the camera slightly upwards behind her so that Xingyun could see clearly what was going on behind her. She couldn't help but complain: "You startled me all of a sudden. I thought something was wrong.
Why should I be careful? Do I need to think about who the person behind me is?
Since I became an adult, Hei Yang is the only one who can pull my hair casually like this."
"What do you mean by pulling your hair casually?"
Hei Yang stood behind Hong Li and glanced at the back of Hong Li's head, but his hand movements were still careful and focused.
"Obviously I keep my hair messy every day and don't bother to take care of it myself...
That is to say, your father is still in charge of you, otherwise I wouldn’t be surprised if you were strangled to death by your own hair one day, and you still have the nerve to accuse me..."
"Just say you, just say you!"
Hong Li curled her lips and said confidently: "My mother told me this when she was combing my hair in front of the mirror on the day I got married..."
Hongli paused, imitating her mother's tone and said leisurely: "Xiaoli, this job from now on will belong to your husband~"
"So don't think about turning it away, this is your job!"
Hongli shook her head, her waist-length hair swaying slightly, and hummed: "Besides, if you hadn't said you liked it at the beginning, I wouldn't have kept my hair so long, what a hassle!
So, no matter what you do, you have to have one-third of the responsibility!"
"Okay, okay, yes, yes, it's my problem, okay."
Hei Yang smiled and coaxed his wife, while gently pressing his wife's head with his hand to fix it: "But Xiaoli, you said something wrong..."
"Um?"
Hong Li looked confused.
"What I like is not long hair, but you with long hair."
Hei Yang said in a calm tone: "If you had short hair at that time, then I would have said that I like the look of your short hair, Xiaoli, ha...
In other words, no matter what you look like, you are my favorite look!"
"……Alas!"
Hong Li was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned her pink face to a blind spot where Xing Yun couldn't see, and said in a somewhat unnatural voice: "Say, what are you talking about...
If you don’t know how to talk about love, you don’t have to say it. It’s so rubbish. I can rely on you to produce oil for the New Year’s Eve dinner. I don’t need to buy cooking oil. It’s really disgusting..."
Even though her heart was filled with joy, Hongli didn't want to lose her "elegant style" in front of Xiaoyun, so she retorted insincerely.
Really, couldn't Gou Heiyang save these words for when they were alone...
You're outside, so be more careful!
Hongli gently poked Hei Yang back with her elbow to express her dissatisfaction.
"Hey, what are you in a hurry for?"
"Who, who is in a hurry? Who is in a hurry! I am not in a hurry!"
"Okay, okay, there's no rush."
Hei Yang chuckled. Of course he could guess what Hong Li was thinking, but he still couldn't help but add: "But to be honest, Xiao Li, you would definitely look cute if you changed your hair style to short hair. After all, your appearance is there."
Well!"
What Hei Yang said was of course true. In his eyes, his wife was the most beautiful in the world!
One thing he usually likes to do is to look at Xiaoli's little face quietly when she is reading quietly.
Every time at this time, he would feel like his body and mind were being washed and healed from the inside out.
For Hei Yang, this is an addiction. No matter how many years he watches her, he can't get enough of her.
It has nothing to do with style - whether his hair is long or short, the deep relationship between him and Xiaoli will not waver in any way.
The two of them never deliberately chase the so-called "freshness", let alone have any "bored" emotions.
The relationship between them has never been supported by any "freshness".
Therefore, Heiyang will not influence Xiaoli's choice.
He was only responsible for pushing Hongli to the bed and beating her awake when she suddenly had a sudden brain attack and wanted to look like a rooster-comb head...
This is another kind of deep love!
Anyway, let’s talk about short hair. Maybe his Xiaoli will change to a hairstyle that is easier to move and become more lively than now?
Well, you don’t have to be too lively, you just need to be able to run around doing housework every day, and bring tea, water and meals to your husband...
Hei Yang imagined that scene in his mind, and the corners of his mouth subconsciously curled up.
It's fantasy time!
As for Hong Li, who was flattered by the flatterers of Hei Yang and couldn't find Bei, she still hadn't realized that her husband was daydreaming about rebellion.
She snorted softly, hiding her happiness, and her tone of pretending to be ferocious could not help but reveal a bit of joy: "Hei Yang, you can talk, well, let's change the look...
I know, when I feel better one day, I will consider your suggestion.
Of course, you don’t have to expect too much, and I may not necessarily do that..."
To be honest, although Hong Li said that her hair was too long, she had already gotten used to it after so many years.
Moreover, after having her hair cut for so many years, she still feels a little reluctant to let it go!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! And if she had short hair, wouldn't it mean that Hei Yang wouldn't be able to comb her hair every day?
Hong Li frowned, feeling a little confused.
Of course, after practicing to her level, her vitality is surging. Even if her hair is cut short, it can grow back in a flash, and the error tolerance rate is almost zero. This is still very fortunate...
Hong Li was deep in thought, and Hei Yang's voice came from behind again.
"Don't wander around, or I'll pull your hair out accidentally."
"Huh? How could I not be swaying around? It's because your skills are not up to par and your hands are not steady enough!"
"Oh, you have no idea whether my hands are steady or my skills are good or not?"
"Go to hell, you piece of shit!"
"Okay, okay, just don't move around."
"I know, I know, anyway, even if my hair is pulled out, you will still be the loser in the end, not me..."
Hong Li's mouth was stiff, but she still stopped obediently, and her head was held and fixed by Hei Yang's free hand.
The touch of Hei Yang's generous hand on her head made Hong Li subconsciously squint her eyes in comfort, and she finally stopped arguing with Hei Yang and calmed down docilely.
There is no way, Heiyang's head-touching kill is too foul for Hongli.
She resisted really hard!
But I just couldn’t resist it...
Ever since she was a child, whenever Hei Yang touches her head and says, "Xiao Li, be good, listen to Brother Hei Yang," no matter how noisy she was just now, he can make her calm down and obey...
Damn Hei Yang, has he really been planning to attack the cute and pure Xiao Li since he was a child?
How insidious. Sure enough, this guy should be arrested and put in jail!
Hong Li maliciously speculated about her husband in her heart.
only……
Being touched on the head by Hei Yang...
This is really comfortable!
If it weren't for the fact that she was still communicating with Xiaoyun, Hongli would have been unable to help but make some undignified and embarrassing noises.
"Okay, okay? You don't need to be so careful, it's almost enough..."
Hong Li urged in a low voice, a little afraid that if Hei Yang continued to do it again, she would not be able to help but put her head under his hand.
Although she has long been used to doing this, Xiaoyun is watching now!
Hong Li glanced at the call screen guiltily and found that Xingyun, who was on the phone and shopping at the same time, seemed to have been lured by someone's "big membership discount". She probably didn't notice anything wrong with her just now, so she breathed a sigh of relief.
In the past, when she was in the Five Elements Sect, Hong Li always poked Xing Yun in the forehead with hatred, trying to get rid of the bad habit of being unable to walk after seeing consumer-inducing advertisements.
But now, Hongli felt that Xiaoyun's bad habit was so great that she lured Xiaoyun's attention away in time before she died!
As for whether that girl will be coaxed into buying a bunch of things again...
Her dad is watching, so there shouldn't be a problem... right?
If there is no problem...
Hongli carefully glanced at the call video again, then leaned back slightly and quietly put her head under Hei Yang's hand...
