Chapter 620： buy one get one free

Chapter 620 Buy One Get One Free

In the living room, Xu Xing moved a small table, put combs, scissors, electric push knives and other tools neatly on it, and also moved the dressing environment of Mo Shaochen's cloakroom.

Tang Qi stood in front of the wheelchair and tied a cloth around Mo Shaoshen's neck. He lowered his eyes to see him staring at him for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "Don't be afraid, I'm very skilled."

After the words were finished, she saw the man's face suddenly turn black, she was a little puzzled, and Xu Xing, who was beside him, quickly asked suspiciously (beautifully): "Mother, have you cut other people's hair before?"

Tang Qi glanced at Xu Xing, then stared at the man's sullen face, and instantly understood something.

In the past life, in order to successfully approach the target person and complete the task, she has learned various skills, and all of them have reached the professional level.

The barber is a disguise that she has used many times and is very skilled.

Tang Qi took a comb from the small table, and while combing Mo Shaochen's fluffy black hair neatly, she said calmly: "The person whose hair I cut is no longer in this world."

Hearing this, Mo Shao's dark eyes were slightly stagnant, and the bottom of his eyes was filled with obscure and incomprehensible emotions.

Xu·Tianzhen·Xing was confused, "Mother, are you the elder in your family?"

"no."

"Then what..."

Xu Xing was about to continue his questioning, but he felt an inexplicable coldness on his body. He subconsciously looked at the source of danger, the man sitting in front of the full-length mirror, his black eyes were staring at him dangerously and coldly.

"Old, boss?"

Xu Xing was startled and almost bit his tongue.

Mo Shao casually retracted his gaze, and when he looked at Tang Qi who was holding the scissors, his eyes instantly turned soft and docile.

Xu Xing retreated to the side, not daring to say another word.

Tang Qi holds the comb in his left hand, the **** of the right hand holds the handle ring of the fixed blade of the scissors, and the thumb controls the handle ring of the movable blade. Just looking at the gesture of holding the scissors is very professional.

She went around behind Mo Shao Shen, her slender fingertips gently straightened his head, and her cold gaze fell on the black hair of the man in the mirror. After thinking for two seconds, she used a comb to pick up a strand of black on the back of his head. Hair, with sharp scissors, trimmed finely.

In the huge living room, only a soothing and rhythmic "click, click" sound can be heard.

Tang Qi cut very attentively and carefully, the bright light above her head illuminated her eyebrows and eyes softly, her skin was like snow, and her slightly pursed lips glowed with a faint luster.

Mo Bushen's eyes darkened, only he knew how sweet and soft her lips were when kissed.

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't help but feel a little dry, he cleared his throat subconsciously, and Tang Qimei ordered Xu Xing without raising his eyebrows, "Pour a glass of water here."

Xu Xing quickly poured warm water over, Tang Qi put down the scissors, took the water cup to feed him, and when Mo Shaochen finished drinking, Tang Qi picked up the scissors and continued to trim.

After half an hour.

The man in the mirror, the black hair that originally covered the entire forehead was shortened by half an inch, revealing a fair and full forehead, and the crisp short hair made him less deep and indifferent, and more clear and gentle.

Such a beautiful man belongs to her.

Tang Qi hooked the corners of his lips in satisfaction, took a towel and carefully patted off the broken hair scattered on his neck and face.

"All right."

Mo Shao's dark eyes were dyed with a warm smile like a spring breeze, "Mrs. Hard work."

Tang Qi looked at him in a good mood and chuckled, "You are the first person to tell me about the hard work after cutting your hair."

Hearing this, Xu Xing's brain twitched, and he suddenly said, "I, can I do the second one?"

Facing the death-like stare of his boss, Xu Xing bit his head and smiled and said, "Mother, I haven't cut my hair for a long time. Your craftsmanship is so good, can you fix it for me too?"

"Can."

"Dream."

Tang Qi and Mo Shaochen spoke out almost at the same time.

Tang Qi couldn't help laughing out loud, and her white fingertips hooked the man's chin, "It's alright, soon."

Mo Shao's dark eyes were full of gloom, "It's half past ten."

"I slept a little longer in the afternoon, but I can't sleep now."

Mo Shaochen took her hand and refused to let it go, "We can do something else if you can't sleep."

"I'm doing something else right now."

Tang Qi said, pushed his wheelchair aside, Xu Xing consciously held the chair, sat upright in front of the full-length mirror, closed his eyes tightly, as long as I closed my eyes, I could pretend that I couldn't see the boss. angry.

While Xu Xing closed his eyes, Tang Qi kissed the man on the lips, "Don't be so stingy, eh?"

Mo Shaoshen reluctantly let go of her, "It's not an example, you don't want to cut other people's hair in the future."

Tang Qi wanted to stare at him with a smile, "I plan to take you back to City B to see grandma in a few days."

Mo Shaoshen's attitude became extremely fast, "Except for grandma, you should not cut hair for other men in the future."

"You can try saying that in front of my dad."

Mo Shao choked, "Except for father-in-law."

Tang Qi glanced at the wall clock in the living room, and stopped talking to him, picked up scissors and a comb, and trimmed Xu Xing's hair skillfully and neatly.

It's about once and twice, and this time she trimmed very fast, and the sound of "click, click" was heard.

five minutes later.

"All right."

Xu Xing opened his eyes in disbelief, "So fast?"

Tang Qi turned around and put the scissors and comb on the small table. If you slowed down, you might be thrown out by your boss tonight.

Seeing that Tang Qi didn't speak, Xu Xing quickly put on his glasses, and when he saw himself in the mirror, he fell silent.

is not ugly, but it is definitely not good-looking, anyway, it is a strange feeling that cannot be said.

Xu Xing couldn't help but glanced at his boss. With this glance, he finally knew what was wrong.

When Tang Qi trimmed Mo Shaochen's hair, he carefully designed it bit by bit according to Mo Shaochen's face shape and temperament, and he bought one get one free, the same style.

Contrary to Xu Xing's frowning face, Mo Shaochen's brows and eyes stretched, and he was in a very happy mood.

He glanced at Xu Xing coldly, "Do you still need me to remind you of basic etiquette?"

Xu Xing quickly shook his head, got up and bowed respectfully to Tang Qi, "Thank you, mistress."

Tang Qi smiled and said, "You're welcome, you'll be satisfied."

Hearing this, Xu Xing subconsciously looked at his boss, met the man's gloomy eyes "If you dare to say that you are not satisfied, you will die", Xu Xing smiled awkwardly but politely: "I am very satisfied."

…

Early in the morning, Qin Dahai energetically instructed the old housekeeper Fu Shu, staring at the servant to clean the Qin house inside and out, while he went to the kitchen to check the freshness of today's ingredients, and then prepared to go to the third floor. See if there is anything missing in the room prepared for Tang Qi.

Uncle Fu followed behind him and wanted to help him up, but he pushed him away, "Okay, just stare at them below and work, your legs are bad, don't drag me down."