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    Tony smiled flatteringly, "Do you two want to wash your hair, or dye it and cut it?"

    Shen Wanqing walked over and randomly picked a stool to sit on. He looked at Tony lazily and said, "Wash his hair and cut it. As for the hairstyle, you can take a look. Anyway, he is handsome and can handle anything."

    Hearing this, Tony immediately smiled, "Okay, okay, I guarantee you will be satisfied!"

    After saying that, Tony turned to the indifferent and distant young man in scarlet clothes and said, "Handsome guy, please come this way."

    Huai Zisu held back her clothes and nodded lightly, her movements calm and unhurried, her demeanor steady.

    Huai Zisu and Tony went to wash their hair. Shen Wanqing was bored sitting here, so he took out the game and started playing games lazily.

    Ten minutes later, Tony walked out with Huaizi Su. After Huaizi Su sat down, Tony held the scissors and hesitated.

    He said to Huaizi Su: "This handsome guy, your hair is of excellent quality, silky, smooth, long and straight. Are you sure you want to cut it? What a pity!"

    Huai Zisu looked at herself in the mirror calmly and said coldly: "There is nothing regrettable, just cut it off."

    Looking at Huaizi Su who looked indifferent and showed no hesitation, Tony finally sighed and cut off Huaizi Su's beautiful hair with heartache.

    Shen Wanqing had finished playing the game. When she looked up, she realized that Tony hadn't cut Huaizi Su's hair yet, so she sighed.

    She looked up and down a few times, and the outline of her hairstyle came out.  Although it has not been refined in detail, it already looks very good, with the beauty of scattered Japanese style.

    After getting her hair cut, Shen Wanqing took Huai Zisu to the mall, selected some items, and entered a men's clothing store.

    ??A white shirt with a simple style but expensive fabric and a black tie, ascetic and gentle.  A pair of black suit trousers, a loose casual college-style v-neck knitted vest underneath the top, and a black windbreaker on the outside.

    The figure of the young man who stood out was more slender. He stood in front of the full-length mirror, holding a black tie with his fingers. He gently and slowly adjusted the position of the tie. His fingers were slender and beautiful, and he showed a sickly paleness.

    The young man in the mirror has an extremely beautiful face. His cold and beautiful eyes are the color of ink that cannot be opened. He is slightly half-squinted, and the cinnabar moles at the end of his eyes are even more beautiful and stunning. He has an indescribable and meaningful indifference.  .

    The waitresses in the men's clothing store were all stunned.

    The man who had just come in was wearing a light crimson gown, and his temperament was as light as that of the young man in green shirt in the hazy West Lake, indifferent and elegant.  But it happened to be a scarlet gown, which suddenly added a touch of strange and enchanting sophistication to the light and refined look.

    Shen Wanqing looked at the young man walking in front of him, looked up and down, and then stood up.

    The girl curled her lips indifferently and looked at the boy thoughtfully, "Wellit looks good! Butthere's still something missing"

    Hearing this, everyone looked puzzled.

    Still missing something?  What else is missing?

    Huai Zisu nodded in agreement, "There is indeed something missing."

    Everyone:?  ?  ?

    What exactly is the difference?

    It¡¯s so beautiful, aren¡¯t you satisfied?  !

    Under Shen Wanqing¡¯s interested gaze, Su Yu said softly and softly, ¡°Reward.¡±

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    His tone was low and gentle. His voice was like the gurgling water of a stream. It was crisp and beautiful, as if it could cleanse people's hearts and was as sweet as reciting the Book of Poetry.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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