My Best Wife

Chapter 163 Fake Husband (4)

He is a big man, and he feels humiliated. This is obviously a trick to serve women. But all the girls who served him were little girls, and he couldn't lose his temper, so he could only endure it. It was like this for almost two hours, and then they got him a bath towel, and then Fang Zhiqiang was brought to the mirror. This Fang Zhiqiang knew what he was doing, cutting his hair. Fang Zhiqiang did not reject the issue of cutting hair. The reason was that he hadn't cut his hair for two or three months, and his hair was almost covering his ears. He originally planned to cut his hair these few days. Right now, I just cut my hair, which saves trouble.

Fang Zhiqiang sat in front of the mirror, and there were two hairstylists, a man and a woman. The two stylisted on Fang Zhiqiang's hair for a long time, and they were discussing, and after the discussion, they ran to the computer next to what they were doing. , It seems to be modeling. It made Fang Zhiqiang look depressed. It was the first time I heard that cutting hair needed modeling. The two discussed for almost half an hour, and then they began to cut Fang Zhiqiang's hair, which only took less than half an hour.

After cutting their hair, several girls pulled Fang Zhiqiang in again, took the whole set of clothes bought by Wang Yaxin and put them on Fang Zhiqiang. Fang Zhiqiang was not used to being undressed by others, and even more unused to others. I'm getting dressed for myself, but a few girls can no longer be strong.

Fang Zhiqiang was tossed in it for almost four hours. Finally, Fang Zhiqiang was dressed and told that it was OK. Fang Zhiqiang walked out wearing new clothes.

After Fang Zhiqiang came out, Wang Yaxin, who was still sitting there reading a book, looked up, and Fang Zhiqiang could feel Wang Yaxin's eyes straighten. Then I saw Wang Yaxin standing up, looking at Fang Zhiqiang with a smile, and walking around Fang Zhiqiang.

"What are you looking at? Don't you know me?" Fang Zhiqiang was a little embarrassed by Wang Yaxin.

"I really don't know you anymore. I guess you don't know yourself anymore. There is a mirror over there. Go and take a look." Wang Yaxin pointed to the mirror next to him and said.

Fang Zhiqiang walked over in confusion, walked to the mirror and started looking.

When Fang Zhiqiang saw what he looked like in the mirror, he himself was shocked. Indeed, as Wang Yaxin said, he really couldn't recognize himself.

In the mirror, Fang Zhiqiang is tall and well-proportioned. He is wearing a straight suit with a white shirt underneath. His skin is fair, his face is sharp and angular, his delicate eyebrows, and his handsome and resolute face are vividly and vividly reflected. The exquisite hairstyle in the ordinary has made Fang Zhiqiang a qualitative change, not only spirit, but also handsome, and the most important thing is his temperament.

The man in the mirror at the moment, no matter who he sees, the first thing he sees is a successful business person, young, more golden, handsome, tall, rich and handsome.

"Damn, it turns out that going from short and poor to tall, rich and handsome is so simple." Fang Zhiqiang couldn't help cursing.

"Don't belittle yourself. Except for being poor, when have you been short and frustrated? In fact, you are already handsome, but you have never cleaned yourself. Look, let them clean up a little bit, how handsome you are in the future Clean yourself up when you're okay. Men are not the more sloppy they are, the more manly they are." Wang Yaxin said while looking at Fang Zhiqiang.

"Although I don't care about my appearance, I don't want to be sloppy." Fang Zhiqiang said he was hurt by what Wang Yaxin said, and then smiled and said: "Let me borrow your car at night."

"Well, well, what are you doing?"

"I drove to the university town, just like me, plus your car, do you think I'm going to catch the student girl?" Fang Zhiqiang triumphed in front of the mirror, shaking from side to side. To be honest, he has never been so handsome in his life.

Wang Yaxin gave Fang Zhiqiang a white look, and said, "Actually, you can just dress yourself up a little bit. You are already handsome. Your figure and face are very good. Pay more attention to them. They actually didn't help you. It’s just a haircut, and some whitening for you, and the rest is to do some partial clean-up and beautification work for you. Okay, enough smelly, isn’t it enough? Let’s go back if enough smelly."

"You said that I have this condition, I can obviously eat with my face, why do I insist on working hard, don't you? Am I too stupid before?" Fang Zhiqiang muttered behind Wang Yaxin Talking.

"Why? I want to be a little white face? Then you have to make your face white. Look at you. How dark is the skin on your body? It's a little white now. When I saw you before, you The whole is an African." Wang Yaxin smiled, and then drove back to her home with Fang Zhiqiang.

"I'm going to change clothes. You can watch TV here and wait for me." Wang Yaxin said and then entered the room. Fang Zhiqiang lit a cigarette and sat there watching TV. He waited for almost half an hour. Seeing Wang Yaxin walking out.

Seeing Wang Yaxin walking out wearing a formal dress, Fang Zhiqiang was a little surprised and a little surprised. To tell the truth, it was very beautiful. Suddenly, it was not the same beauty as Wang Yaxin that I usually saw. At this moment, Wang Yaxin's beauty is the feeling of a noble beauty, and it is not the same as the usual glamorous female president.

"What are you looking at?"

"It's very beautiful. I have always thought that women in dresses are ugly, but today I learned that I was wrong. No wonder the dresses look like this, really beautiful." Fang Zhiqiang said sincerely. Fang Zhiqiang's words made Wang Yaxin blush, and said, "Stop flattering me, wait a moment."

Wang Yaxin walked back to the bedroom as he spoke, then walked out with a few things in her hand, put the things on the sofa, gestured in front of Fang Zhiqiang with two ties of different colors, and then chose one. Fang Zhiqiang said, "Sit down and I will tie your tie."

Fang Zhiqiang was a little embarrassed, and said quickly: "I can do it myself."

"Will you?" Wang Yaxin asked.

"I... really don't."

"That's fine. Sit down and lower your head." Wang Yaxin walked to Fang Zhiqiang and said.

Fang Zhiqiang could only sit there obediently, and Wang Yaxin stood in front of Fang Zhiqiang and tied his tie around Fang Zhiqiang's neck.