School grass's runaway sweetheart

Chapter 656 His Hand

Tong Luoluo raised her head and looked at Yan Bichen suspiciously, her hair was messed up and she didn't care about it.

"Yan Bichen, I feel that you are a little strange..."

Looking at the boy's smiling face, she couldn't help but speak after all.

Yan Bichen's expression froze, and then he smiled: "What's so strange? I obviously haven't changed at all during the winter vacation. If I have changed, I must have become handsome again!"

As he said that, he smiled evilly and brushed the broken hair on his forehead with his fingers, and there was a trace of evil in the sunshine on his smiling face.

Tong Luoluo chuckled, yes, this kind of narcissism is the real Yan Bichen.

"You were so fierce to them just now. An Qi was the only one who bullied me, but you warned them all." Tong Luoluo straightened her hair twice and said with a bright smile.

"They just need to be warned, and they will be honest if they are stricter. Gong Aojie is not at school, and you are a little rabbit, what should they do if they bully you!"

As Yan Bichen spoke, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

Tong Luoluo smiled heartlessly: "And you, how many times have you blocked me for me!"

Yan Bichen's smile froze for a moment, and he stared at Tong Luoluo with complicated eyes for a long time, until Tong Luoluo waved his finger in front of his eyes and called his name twice, then he blinked twice, When she came back to her senses, she smiled at Tong Luoluo.

"What's the matter with you? I always feel that something is wrong with you."

"No." Yan Bichen smiled brightly, staring at Tong Luoluo's messy parrot-like hair with amusing eyes: "Your hair is too unique and attractive."

Hearing this, Tong Luoluo scratched his head in embarrassment, and honestly told the truth: "It's not good at all, Mochu took me to mess around, and it turned out like this. I have been doing this for a while because of this hairstyle. ridiculed..."

"I'll help you."

The boy in front of him spoke calmly, and when the words settled down, Tong Luoluo's wrist was pulled, and he was quickly taken to the small private hair salon that Yan Bichen secretly set up in school.

Tong Luoluo was surrounded by a shield around her neck, sat obediently on the chair, looked at Yan Bichen in the mirror, took out the scissors neatly behind her, squinted her eyes and looked at her head for a few seconds, and began to simply Get started quickly.

With the rustling sound of hair cutting, Tong Luoluo's shoulders fell a lot of black hair, and Yan Bichen's chest was full, which made her feel pleasing to the eye.

She thought to herself, if Yan Bichen became a hairstylist, she would definitely be the most popular hairstylist in the world, and her every move looked like something that would only appear in an idol drama.

"Gu Ming said that you are going to participate in the International Salon Hairdressing Competition, when will you start?"

Hearing this, the boy behind him was silent for a long time, even stopping the movements of his hands.

"……tomorrow."

Finally, Yan Bichen spoke out.

Tong Luoluo let out an "oh", and smiled warmly at him in the mirror, who was absent-minded: "Come on, you will definitely win the big prize!"

Yan Bichen nodded with a smile, and continued to cut his hair. When he reached the left half of Tong Luoluo's head, his wrist tilted slightly in an arc.

Yan Bichen turned his wrist nimbly as usual, but when he was about to move his backhand, there was a sharp pain in his wrist. He couldn't help but gasped because of the pain, and the scissors in his hand responded. It landed with a crisp sound...

Tong Luoluo saw Yan Bichen in the mirror frowning, looking very painful, his hands were trembling uncontrollably...

(End of this chapter)