After buying a cup of milk tea, she had to wait five minutes. Fang Jiamei looked around and suddenly saw the hair salon in front of her.
Her hair seems to need to be straightened. It's long and curly. It's too much trouble.
She's a self-made roll, and it's very difficult to take care of every time.
But if you cut it, it's a pity.
……
Mo Yiheng received Fang Jiamei's text message and came to meet her at the entrance of the shopping mall. He stopped his car and looked around, but didn't catch her.
Just want to take out the mobile phone to call her, but see opposite a girl, sideways and she is very similar.
Squinting, Mo Yiheng hesitated.
She was wearing a white dress, a pair of small white shoes on her feet, short hair to her ears and a cup of milk tea in her hand.
Across a few people, Mo Yiheng walked slowly toward her, and saw that she looked a little surprised, "Xiaobai?"
Fang Jiamei was shocked and looked at him slowly with a bitter face
Mo Yiheng looked at her hairy short hair, also cut a bangs above eyebrows, just like a person in the second dimension, can't help laughing.
Fang Jiamei touched her head and looked at him with regret. "Isn't it ugly? I just asked the barber to cut it a little shorter, and he did it for me. "
I'm sorry to die. I still have to have my own opinions. I can't listen to the barber!
Mo Yiheng looks at her round face. It's more cute with this hairstyle, but I don't know why. It's just strange.
"Why did you cut it?"
"My hair is too long and curly. I'm tired of washing my hair every time." But she didn't expect her hair to be more curly after she cut it short!
She's like a chicken head now.
Mo Yiheng looked at her lovely appearance and couldn't help laughing. However, she was beaten by Fang Jiamei and ran into his arms. "Don't laugh, don't laugh! I know it's ugly... "
Mo Yiheng hugged her and touched her head. "No, it's lovely. You just like it."
Fang Jiamei raised her head, "I don't like..."
"I can't help it if I don't like it. "Mo Yiheng took the plastic bag from her hand and looked at the things in it." you buy snacks. What do we eat in the evening? "
Fang Jiamei drank the milk tea in her hand and explained, "I bought a lot of things and sent them back to the apartment. I can receive them when I go back."
Mo Yiheng nodded, hugged her and walked toward the car, but he always hooked his lips.
Many people look at Fang Jiamei and make her feel embarrassed, "don't laugh at you!"
I hate it!
Never cut your hair again!
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Back to the apartment, Mo Yiheng picked up the rest of the things, and finally can live.
Fang Jiamei was lying on the sofa, regretting her hair, and her face was loveless.
"Go and have a rest. I'll cook." Mo Yiheng rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and went into the open kitchen to take out the things he had bought.
Fang Jiamei looked at his figure and bent her lips. She was curious, "how do you learn to cook?"
"If you want to learn by yourself, you can learn." Mo Yiheng's answer is very concise.
Fang Jiamei nodded, took out the remote control under her pillow, turned on the TV, and looked for a music program to watch.
"I'll go to my brother's crew at noon tomorrow to see if he agrees with me to transfer." Fang Jiamei said casually.
Mo Yiheng's action of cutting vegetables pauses, and his side eyes take a look at her, "what do you want to discuss with him?"
"He's my brother. He's the only one from my mother's family. Of course I have to discuss such a big matter with him." Fang Jiamei naturally opened her mouth and looked at her on the armrest of the sofa. She was cute and playful with a hairy short hairline. "I used to go to the drama group with my brother and met many stars."