her eternal lucky star

Chapter 514 Must have the self-consciousness of being a famous flower (1)

Is this still her ascetic night white in her memory?

"You don't believe it?" Ye Yebai raised her eyebrows, and suddenly grabbed her small wrist and pressed it to a hot spot on him.

"Ah!" Tang Xiaobao threw away his hand reflexively, trying to get up and dodge.

Ye Mubai refused, held her small body that was about to escape, and asked her: "Now do you believe it, do you dare to say that someone else hugged you?"

Tang Xiaobao shook his head stiffly.

Ye Mobai was satisfied, hugged her soft little body and educated her like teaching a daughter, saying: "Remember, you are a famous woman now, so you have to keep a certain distance from the opposite sex, do you hear me?"

Tang Xiaobao pursed his lips, thinking about this autocratic and domineering madness, but he didn't show it on his face, but nodded obediently: "Oh, I see."

"Good~" Ye Mubai raised her lips and patted her little head appreciatively.

Tang Xiaobao looked at him, and suddenly said "Hello".

"Ok?"

"You made a request to me, so can I also make a request to you?" Otherwise, Tang Xiaobao felt that it was too unfair.

Ye Mobai was in a good mood, so he asked along the way: "What request?"

Tang Xiaobao: "Just don't dislike me in the future."

"Where do I despise you?" Ye Mubai was a little bit dumbfounded.

Tang Xiaobao squinted at him: "Then who called me a fool just now?"

Ye Mubai sighed, nodded and said, "Okay, I won't train you anymore, but don't do such dangerous moves in the future, okay?"

He couldn't bear the pain of losing her again.

"I know." Tang Xiaobao said casually, but what was he thinking in his heart, how could he manage it? -
When he was about to arrive at the hotel, Tang Xiaobao saw a styling club on the side of the road. He pulled his waist-length hair and said, "Stop, stop, stop here!"

The driver didn't know why, but stopped anyway.

"What are you going to do?"

Ye Mubai asked puzzledly.

Tang Xiaobao reached out to him: "Lend me some money, I'll go get a haircut."

It's too hot to wear long hair this summer.

Besides, she is not a white-haired girl, and she never cuts her hair all her life.

The night was clear, and she directly held her little hand and opened the door: "Let's go, I'll accompany you."

Tang Xiaobao followed happily.

When the two entered the styling club, a male stylist greeted them and asked with a smile, "What kind of styling do you two want?"

"It's me, I want to cut my hair." Tang Xiaobao raised his hand high and said cheerfully.

The stylist nodded and said, "Okay, please follow me."

Tang Xiaobao followed and sat on one of the hairdressing chairs. Just as the male stylist was about to pick up the hair scissors, he heard the man behind the girl say casually: "Go down and get another girl."

"..."

The stylist glanced at Yemubai with a rather unsightly expression, thinking that it was just a haircut. Is this man too feudal?

Also very machismo.

Sitting on the seat, Tang Xiaobao sighed helplessly. Although he muttered about machismo in the dark of night, his heart was inexplicably sweet.

Sighing, he smiled at the stylist in front of him and said, "I'm sorry big brother, I'm not used to men cutting my hair."

A beautiful girl explained to you in a friendly manner, and the stylist looked better, nodded in understanding, and said with a smile: "That's right, no problem, wait for me to call you."

Then he put down the scissors and left.

(End of this chapter)