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In the past few days, Qin Sheng's "dog gnawing" hairstyle was the most discussed after class in the second class of liberal arts.
Some girls speculated whether she had been stimulated by something, while the other part took the opportunity to ridicule, saying that her hairstyle was not ordinary ugly.
Boys don't think so much, it doesn't matter if their hairstyle is ugly, after all, they mainly look at their faces. Another admirer of Qin Sheng said: Such an ugly hairstyle did not lower the beauty of the goddess, which is enough to prove that she is really good-looking.
Qin Sheng didn't care what everyone said about her, her hair had already been cut, so she couldn't get it back.
Also curious are several other members of the five-member group.
Xu Chaoci has already imagined the bloody plot of "the heroine was heartbroken by the heartbroken hero, so she cut her hair and cut off her love, and never see each other again". Even though Shen Chuyan has emphasized it many times, he still doesn't know the specific situation.
Xia Ke said: "Could it be that Sister Sheng deliberately made herself ugly in order to get rid of the perverted suitor? Ah ha ha ha ha Brother Yan, don't look at me like that, how could you be a pervert."
After Fang Xu pondered for a moment, his eyes lit up instantly, as if he had penetrated the truth: "As the only man among the five of us who has a partner, I think it is necessary for me to say a few words."
The rest of the people were instantly irritated: "Get out!"
"Don't, don't, I'll get out after I finish talking." Fang Xu hid beside Shen Chuyan with his head in his arms, "When a girl is upset, or something bad happened recently, she will use another way to vent. For example, Linlin, if she fails the exam, she must eat something good to comfort herself; After a fight, I ran out alone and ate ten catties of mochi to calm down."
The rest: ""
All in all, just eat it!
Xu Chaoci patted his stomach and said, "Shall we go eat Ma Xiao tonight?"
Shen Chuyan glared at him angrily, Xia Ke responded very quickly, and immediately smiled and said: "We will pack it for you, and you can go to the school gate to pick it up."
Shen Chuyan patted Xia Ke's dog's head approvingly, but he was thinking over and over again what Fang Xu said just now.
Could it be because of a fight with her mother?-
Qin Sheng came from the entrance, Qin Yanjun couldn't help frowning when he saw her hair, and wanted to say something but was afraid of irritating her.
"Are you hungry? Dad will cook noodles for you."
"Thank you Dad, I'm not hungry." She replied lightly, without stopping for a moment, she went straight back to the room.
The door opened and closed, crisply.
Qin Yanjun took a long time to look away, frowned and sighed.
Ai Zihan finished taking a shower and was about to go to Qin Sheng's room for a walk, but was stopped by Qin Yanjun: "Sheng Sheng is at home, are you still worried that she will fly away?"
"Don't bother her, let her do her homework at ease!"
Ai Zihan froze for a moment, then turned to look at him, and asked coldly: "What do you mean?"
This kind of tone of knowingly asking is boring!
Qin Yanjun put the book in his hand on the bedside table, his voice was calm but irresistible: "Zihan, let's talk!"
Just one glance made Ai Zihan feel invisible pressure, she could only nod along, and asked slowly: "What are you talking about?"
"Talk about Shengsheng, have you seen her hair? Don't you feel a little heartache?"
"I am her mother, how can I not feel sad"
"When you tore up her diary and threw away her McDull doll without authorization, did you know that you were a mother?" Qin Sheng's expression of collapse and despair at that time made Qin Yanjun's heart ache even thinking about it now.
"You never cared about Shengsheng's feelings. You just blindly asked her what she must and could not do according to your way. There was no room for negotiation. Zihan, what do you need is a daughter, or a girl who obeys you A puppet?" (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com