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Chapter 37 Bingyin Day, the Retrograde on New Year's Eve (5)

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    This curly hair is so beautiful.

    Supple and shiny, jet black and soft, slightly curled up, making Xu Qiao very pretty.

    "Sister Xu, do you really want to cut it? Such good hair must have been kept for a long time, so I take care of it every day"

    Yu Wanfeng asked softly.

    Xu Qiao nodded: "Well, I kept it for a long time, but now I want to cut it."

    "oh."

    Yu Wanfeng bit her lip, made Xu Qiao bend down, with her head facing the ground, and with her hands, combed Xu Qiao's hair to the front, hanging down from the top of her head along her forehead, and tied it into a loose tuft.

    This is the method I learned on Douyin, a quick haircut.

    "How much to shorten?" Yu Wanfeng asked Xu Qiao.

    "Cut as short as you can." Xu Qiao said, for some reason, Yu Wanfeng seemed to hear a firmness in her tone.

    Yu Wanfeng's hands trembled a little.

    How short can it be? How short can it be cut?

    Facing this beautiful head of hair, she couldn't help it.

    "Don't be afraid, cut it quickly."

    Xu Qiao encouraged her.

    Yu Wanfeng became cruel, moved the scissors to a place close to the rubber band, and cut them down.

    "Crack, click"

    The scissors rubbed the hair, making a friction sound.

    The long hair fell down under the movement of the scissors and fell into the trash can.

    The hair falls like silk, and there is no worries when it falls to the ground.

    Yu Wanfeng thought, probably many girls have a special affection for hair, unspeakably paranoid.

    So I always keep my long hair, so I don¡¯t want to let go of my hair.

    Even cutting someone else's hair like this, she can feel her heart trembling.

    Pamper it, maybe.

    Her hair covered the upper floor of the trash can.

    Yu Wanfeng looked at them and let out a long sigh of relief.

    "Sister Xu, it's done." She said.

    Xu Qiao was a little surprised: "It's over with a pair of scissors?"

    "Well. It's over. Get up and see the effect."

    As Yu Wanfeng said, she removed the rubber band from Xu Qiao's hair.

    Xu Qiao got up, raised her hand and brushed all the hair on her forehead back.

    Douyin is honest and not deceiving, it is really good.

    With a pair of scissors, the effect of cutting out is uneven.

    Clean and neat.

    There is no broken hair all over the floor, and there is no dregs around the neck.

    Xu Qiao walked to the grooming mirror on the side of the living room, looked left and right, then turned her head and smiled at Yu Wanfeng: "Not bad, Xiao Yu, it's just cut like this with one knife, it's so interesting.  "

    Xu Qiao smiled and fiddled with her hair again, happily.

    Yu Wanfeng smiled: "It's not bad, I think I can open a barber shop in the future."

    "I'm going to wash my hair. Thank you, Xiao Yu."

    Xu Qiao said, go upstairs to wash your hair first.

    Yu Wanfeng packed up the trash can, ran back to the kitchen, and asked Shen Huaijin with some doubts: "Why does Miss Xu suddenly want to cut her hair? Her curly hair is beautiful, and I want to perm it too, but the one in front of our school is too good."  It's unstable, I permed my roommate's hair into a witch's head last time."

    Shen Huaijin shook her head: "I don't know, maybe she wants to change her hairstyle and change her mood?"

    "It's possible." Yu Wanfeng washed her hands and continued to wash vegetables.

    "I'll chop the meat later, and we'll eat fried dumplings," she said.

    "You two little ones, chop up Mosi meat?"

    Wang Xiu also went downstairs at some point, and rolled up her sleeves to come over to help.

    Shen Huaijin quickly stopped her: "Aunt Wang, let's do it ourselves."

    "You don't have the strength, you can't chop the meat well. Look at your vegetables, whether they are long or short, they don't taste good when fried."

    Wang Xiu walked over, took the knife from Shen Huaijin's hand, and cut the shredded lettuce with a "da da da".  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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