Chapter 741: Really honest

There are so many injustices in this world. Some people can earn billions a year, and some people, like her, have been struggling on food and clothing.

When she came out, she saw a woman riding on a shared bicycle, with slightly curly hair lightly fluttering with the wind from time to time. At this time, she seemed to be on the phone, with a blue stone ring on her ring finger, and this Sun Yuhan, the ring, is no stranger. It seems to be the same style she sold in September, 1.2 million. Even the mobile phone is the latest product.

Isn’t there a godfather?

She pouted her lips for the first time and called a taxi extravagantly. When he just got on, he saw that the woman had already rode the bicycle. The slight wind blew her hair on the forehead, and it showed that. A beautiful face.

Who does she look like? Sun Yuhan couldn't think of it for a long time, but she felt a little familiar. By the way, she remembered. Didn't the people in the clothing store say that she looked like a happy girl?

But what is the meaning of others' words, they are after the international film, a winner in life, a woman who has nothing to do, how does it compare with others,

By the time she went back, she had already prepared meals in September.

She went to the room and changed her clothes, thinking about whether she could make September amazing. Really, expensive is justified. This dress is really upscale, but it’s a pity that she wears a pair of slippers. I wanted to change my own high-heeled shoes, but I thought about what kind of high-heeled shoes to change at home.

She ran into the kitchen and turned around in front of September.

"September, how is it, beautiful?"

She turned around in September and glanced at her.

"Blue is not for you, you are black."

He is an honest man, he is really an honest man. He tells the truth, he speaks the truth, but his truth hurts the vanity of a woman.

Sun Yuhan shut himself up in the room directly and didn't come out.

In September, the food was brought out, and he took off his apron. Then he walked to the door of Sun Yuhan's room and reached out to knock on the door.

"Yuhan, have dinner."

Sun Yuhan still had a temper in it, and she took out the scissors and wanted to cut the clothes on her body. As a result, when she remembered that the clothes were worth 3,000 pieces, she couldn't cut them anyway.

She cuts not the clothes, but the money.

In September, I knocked on the door again, "Eating"

But he stood for a long time without seeing anyone out, so he sighed.

It seems that sometimes when talking, you really can't pick the truth.

He turned around and sat at the table. He just picked up the chopsticks, but he didn't want to eat.

With a bang, the door of the room was pushed open. Sun Yuhan walked out and sat down directly to eat, but he didn't care much about September. September picked up the bowl and suddenly looked at her seriously.

And Sun Yuhan's heart suddenly tightened, and he was a little baffled, and of course he was baffled.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" She poked the bowl with chopsticks, and her eyes began to dodge.

"It might be better to dye your hair," he suggested, but there are some words that I haven't said yet, such as that dress is really not suitable for Sun Yuhan.

Sun Yuhan scratched his hair.

Her hair has never been taken care of, nor has she dyed it, and she has cut it herself when she grows it.

"You go with me," she poked the rice in the bowl again.

"Okay," promised in September, probably because she was wrong, so what she said was what she said.

Sun Yuhan is happy now. While eating, he is thinking about what he wants to cut his hair. It seems that he bought the same skirt as himself today. The woman who looks like Yan Huan has a good hairstyle. Or just cut it like that.

And when they came out, the sky outside was going to be dark, and the sky was a bit gloomy, and the wind blowing on him also carried some moisture

September looked up at the sky ahead, sparse and moonless.

"Go," Sun Yuhan raised his arms in September, "What are you doing standing here?"

"I'm going to get an umbrella," September remembered the weather forecast. It might rain today, so prepare it. He took an umbrella out of the room and followed Sun Yuhan out.

When I arrived at a large barber shop, all of them were young guys in their twenties. They all looked very handsome, and they didn’t have anything to kill Matt. The image was clean, and each one was small. Fresh meat.

After Sun Yuhan sat on the chair, someone shampooed her, someone squeezed her shoulder, and the little fresh meat was almost served on knees. At first, Sun Yuhan was still uncomfortable inside and out, but Unconsciously, there was a kind of vanity.

Sitting on the sofa outside in September, I smelled a shampoo smell and the sound of a hair dryer, and this sound made him a little irritated.

And I don't know when it was raining from Didi Dada. He gripped the umbrella he had always held in his hand. Sure enough, it was still raining, and the rain seemed to be heavy.

The sound of the rain became clearer and clearer. After the wind passed, the rain also fell down, and then it grew louder. In the wind and rain, the collection of various lights at night was also shaking.

I don’t know what the barber said to Sun Yuhan. The irritated Sun Yuhan laughed involuntarily. Her hair was curled into a lot of curls, and then she sat under a machine full of tentacles. This style is indeed Very weird, but, in the eyes of women, this may be normal, but for men, it is weird, weird, and unacceptable.

It’s like a man can’t understand why a woman curls her hair and straightens it, straightens it, and curls it again. She won’t be able to fall asleep without tossing it a few times a year. Is it to be dyed colorful, is this not strange?

Men don’t understand women, and women certainly understand men. They don’t understand why men stare at football every day. They don’t understand why they buy things. They never talk about prices.

Men's and women's worldviews are sometimes quite different when you think about it.

The rain outside was still falling, and there were a lot fewer pedestrians on the road. Only the street lights on both sides of the road were still lit, according to the road, and I didn't know where it extended.

Sometimes a car will come over, some are very gentle, some are very savage, the splashed rain will splash a lot of mud spots, and then the pedestrian is dirty, and the pedestrian can only curse his head when he sees this In a word, I can only admit that I was unlucky.