Chapter 488 The wife next door is growing up 13
Meeting his gaze, Qingwu smiled: "You can do the first two, but don't wash your hair. It's a bit difficult..."
She rolled a strand of waist-length hair with her fingers and puffed her cheeks: "If your hair is not washed, it will be oily and uncomfortable."
Mr. Zhuma had no expression on his face, stretched out his hand to pick up a strand of her long hair and twisted it, and then seriously commented: "It's not oily."
"...I feel oily."
"Then just be patient."
"..."
Qingwu's lips moved, but he stopped talking and curled his fingers slightly.
Hold it back, don't hit anyone...
Looking up and sighing, she took the pillow and hugged it in her arms, then buried her face in it dejectedly.
Lu Bai tilted his head slightly to look at her. His fingers were still twirling her silky hair. After pursed his lips and looking at it for a few seconds, he said: "Awu, your hair has grown longer."
The girl hummed muffledly.
"Time to prune."
Qingwu looked up when he heard this and blinked, "Huh?"
The other party's tone was gentle: "Cut it short, your hair will dry easily."
"After cutting it, you allow me to wash my hair these days?"
This logic...
Lu Bai remained silent and did not answer.
Qingwu snorted angrily.
But in the end, she thought about it and realized that it would be troublesome to take care of her long hair, so she agreed to cut it.
However, she didn't want to go to the barber shop because she felt unwell, so she asked her little bamboo horse to cut it for her, and told him fiercely: "If you cut my hair, I will ignore you for a week."
The soft-white and beautiful young man stood helplessly behind her holding a pair of scissors, his thin lips pursed tightly, as if facing a formidable enemy.
At the girl's urging, he stretched out his hands to hold her long hair, then lowered his eyes and began to trim it seriously.
It was the first time he cut someone's hair. He seemed a little at a loss, but he did it well.
Qing Wu sat quietly on the stool and played with his mobile phone. I don’t know how long it took, but the boy’s nervous and expectant voice came from behind: “Okay.”
Hearing this, she put down her phone and picked up the mirror aside to look at her new hairstyle, then fell silent.
Seeing her reaction, Lu Bai's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his lips and asked, "Don't you look good?"
Qing Wu reached out and touched his hair, which was as short as his shoulders, and said, "Xiao Bai, are the ends of my hair a little too flat?"
It is simply a straight, horizontal line, just like when measured with a ruler.
"...Doesn't it look good?" the other party asked again, quite persistently.
"Ah, it's quite beautiful."
Although it looks a bit weird, it's generally pretty.
Lu Bai breathed a sigh of relief.
night.
When Mo Li came back, he was first surprised by her new hairstyle, and then walked around her to observe her complexion.
He rubbed her head lovingly: "Your Aunt Lu called me and told me. Does it still hurt now?"
Qingwu smiled and shook his head, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
While mother and daughter were talking, Tang's father came back. He noticed his daughter's shorter hair at first glance, and asked casually: "Awu, did you go to the barber shop?"
"No, Xiaobai cut it for me."
Tang's father, who was jealous and vying for favor, glared, "Next time, Dad will help you cut it!"
Qingwu tilted his head innocently: "Dad, doesn't Xiaobai's haircut look good?"
This issue is a bit difficult for my daughter to control.
Say it looks good, but that doesn't prove that the boy's skills are good; say it doesn't look good... No, no, no, my daughter is the prettiest, how can I say it doesn't look good!
Father Tang was so troubled that his expression was slightly distorted, and finally he snorted and said vaguely, "It's okay."
(End of chapter)