Quick transimition: become the leading man's ex-wife

Chapter 185

"No wonder you need our help to prepare the surprise?" he said

"No Lin Fei Yan's eyes are far away, and his lips are filled with a gentle smile: "we've been together on this birthday."

"It's OK," he said

After removing the bandage, Lin raised his hand and touched the back of his head. The wound recovered well. At present, there is only a small touch. Besides, the biggest feeling is that the length of his hair is different.

He went to the mirror and looked at it. "Is it short?"

Chen CI took a picture of him and handed it over: "it's very short."

Lin Fei Yan looked down. Now his hair looks like a small desert in the middle of the dense grassland. He can't bear to look directly at it.

He was a little blind, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead: "what should I do?"

"Go to the styling room..."

Before Chen's words were heard, the door of the room was knocked. Lin Ziyan hurriedly returned to his wheelchair, and Chen opened the door.

Ye Qingning came in with three cups of milk tea: "although the taste of my pearl milk tea is not as good as that of the store, it is at least genuine."

Chen CI received a cup in his hand: "thank you."

Ye Qingning went to the forest bandit speech again. He raised his hand to stop him: "no, I don't drink. Don't come here."

Ye Qingning was stunned: "ah?"

Her footstep did not stop: "I cooked it myself, boiled pearl with brown sugar, and added pure milk. It's really delicious."

Lin's wheelchair retreated: "no, no..."

Aware of his action, ye Qingning is a little confused: "don't use it, don't use it. What are you excited about?"

She conveniently put the milk tea on the cupboard, folded her body and went to the back of bandit Lin: "how is the wound healing? Let me see. "

"Good, don't..."

Lin bandit words want to stop her, but ye Qingning's action is very fast, directly around Lin bandit words behind.

Chen CI focused on drinking milk tea, and didn't notice the movement of the two until a moment later, ye Qingning's laughter broke out in the room.

"Ha ha ha... This is too ugly, ha ha ha..."

Bandit Lin said: "I'm not sure."

Chen CI: "I'm not sure."

Aware of the embarrassing silence in the air, ye Qingning just stopped smiling and waved his little hand: "it's OK, I can cut it for you. I have a full set of hair cutting equipment there, which can make you handsome to fly."

"You cut it for me?" The brow tip of forest bandit speech is tiny a pick: "can you have a haircut?"

"It's a piece of cake." Ye Qingning pulled his own bangs to show him: "see, such beautiful and natural air bangs are cut by myself!"

Lin Fei Yan's eyes fell on her face, and the playful and lovely appearance made his heart waver.

Finally, the old man didn't get angry.

It would have been miserable if he had been ridiculed for his ugly hairstyle.

He said with a busy smile: "no, I'll take the boss..."

"Good." Lin bandit speech interrupted the words of the speech, Mou Guang smiling at Ye Qingning: "that trouble madam."

Ye Qingning was his wife this word made a big red face, busy ran away: "I go upstairs to get tools."

"That modeling room..." Chen CI asked hesitantly.

"Not yet." The forest bandit said and laughed: "is there a saying that women are allowed to please themselves? Anyway, I'll show her my hair after I cut it. Just let her go. She'll be happy. "

Chen CI choked on dog food, swallowed the last mouthful of brown sugar, and said quietly, "OK, then I won't disturb you. Withdraw first."

Lin Ziyan nodded, looked at the clean milk tea cup in his hand, and slightly picked his eyebrows: "I don't know when you like to drink these things."

Chen CI smiles: "you know, I'm not picky."

The forest bandit said silently: "if you like, take both cups."

"Then I'm welcome."

"Go ahead." Seeing Chen CI leave with two cups of milk tea, Lin Fei Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.

……

Soon Ye Qingning went back to the room. Lin was the only one left in the room, holding a magazine in his hand.

Ye Qingning went over: "you have to wash your hair first."

Bandit Lin nodded: "OK, you can do whatever you want. The back of my wheelchair can be put down."

"That would be great."

Ye Qingning casually put his tools on the stool and went to the bathroom to pick up a basin of warm water. Lin Tieyan flattened the back of his wheelchair and lay on it, just able to show his head.

"Perfect."

Ye Qingning said, dragged the stool to sit down, tried the water temperature: "OK, we're going to start."

"Well." Forest bandit words should be a, heart rise layer upon layer of expectation and warmth.

Ye Qingning raised his hand to hold the water and gently sprinkled it on Lin bandit's hair. The man's hair is very soft and tender to the touch, which is different from his chilly nature.

Her hand gently stroked his head, bit by bit wet his hair, Lin could only feel her fingers shuttle between his hair, soft and warm.

His eyes are glued to her face, and her clear and flawless face is dyed with a faint blush. His eyes are full of concentration.

His lips were crooked and he laughed.

Ye Qingning looked down at him, her heart beat suddenly wrong rhythm.

From this point of view, in the past, a man's fierce facial features became more and more perfect, and a pair of deep eyes reflected a little bit of sunlight, which was especially exciting.

She could feel her heart beat faster, so she said in a trembling voice: "close your eyes, you will disturb my rhythm and affect my play..."

I noticed that there was a touch of blame in her voice, and the bandit Lin closed her eyes obediently. But her bright eyes and shy appearance came back and forth in my mind.

It's fascinating.

And ye Qingning at the moment is also obviously a little wishful thinking.

She speeded up to wash his hair, then they moved to a brighter window.

Out of the window is the blooming multicolored rose, now only five o'clock, although the sun is still clear, far and near the scenery is beautiful.

Lin Ziyan lets Ye Qingning tie his apron. Then she starts the hair dryer in her hand. The buzzing wind suppresses his noisy heartbeat.

In his mind, he suddenly came up with a sentence: "the parents who are physically affected". Probably the only one who can move his hair except the stylist is her.

She is the only one and special.

It's the existence that he will never let go in his life.

The corners of his lips were shallow. Lin Fei Yan felt the feeling of her fingertips lingering in her hair.

When the hair is half dry, ye Qingning starts to trim it.

At the moment when she really wants to start, she is so timid. No matter what, men are also tyrants. Even if they hide deeply, there will be high-level meetings. It seems that it's not very good for her to appear on camera with a dog's haircut.

Seeing that she didn't move further, the bandit Lin said faintly: "how did it stop?"