While tidying up the kitchen, Lin Miaomiao suddenly remembered that she forgot to cut Song Yan's hair last night, so she mentioned this matter with embarrassment.
Song Yan smiled, otherwise cut it in the afternoon?
Lu Xiao asked curiously: Can the senior sister get a haircut?
She said shyly: I will simply repair it.
Her eyes turned and she looked at Lu Xiao's hair that was pressing against his eyebrows. If she didn't mind, I could help you repair it.
Lu Xiao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly such a scene appeared in his mind.
Lin Miaomiao's slender fingers gently stroked his temples, and her clear eyes were staring at him quietly as seriously as she did when she was Focaxia just now.
His heart suddenly started to beat violently.
Lu Xiao?Seeing his stunned look, Lin Miaomiao couldn't help asking again.
Of course.
Lu Xiao came to his senses, thinking about the beautiful scene, and felt that his ears were getting hot, so he would cut them together later.
Xu Zeyan looked at his red earlobes, snorted coldly, turned to look at Lin Miaomiao, and lowered his head in front of her.
Miaomiao, do I need to repair my hair too?
Lin Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, watching his soft hair almost swept to the tip of his nose, and his warm breath brushed against her cheeks.
I remembered that there were two people next to me. She turned her head without a trace and bit the corner of her lip. Let's cut it together later.
Song Yan took the haircut tools and they went to the guest bedroom on the second floor where no one lived.
When he walked into the bathroom, Lin Miaomiao remembered the situation of lingering with Xu Zeyan and Qin Moshen in the bathtub that night, and her face suddenly turned red.
Song Yan washed his hair, wiped the water droplets, and sat in front of her. She used a fine tooth comb to stroke the broken hair with one hand, and began to cut it slowly along the edge of the tooth with the other hand.
After all, she is not a professional, so she basically cut it short according to his original hairstyle.
Senior, do you need to get thinner later?
OK, you can do it.
Next was a silence, the water droplets from the faucet fell gently, and the sound spread throughout the small space.
Lin Miaomiao finally understood why the barber had to chat with the guests at work.Otherwise, if you are so close, you can hear each other's breathing once you calm down, which is too embarrassing.
Song Yan looked at her tense expression and smiled softly.
Miaomiao graduated for two years. Do you have any plans in the future?Will you take the postgraduate entrance examination?
Lin Miaomiao paused for a moment, then raised the comb and cut it down along her wet hair. I might not go to the postgraduate entrance examination.
Song Yan asked again: Do you go to work directly?
Not yet.
She focused her eyes on his hair, raised her hands and fell, cut her flat and shortened her teeth, and thinned her hair, and strands of hair fell down gently.
Her expression was calm and calm, and I already had what I wanted to do.
She didn't say it very clearly, and Song Yan was not inconvenient to ask more questions.
He looked up at her, her eyes still resting on the silver scissors, and her expression was focused.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that this girl who looked at her sweet and soft was more idea of some things than he thought.
Senior, please.Lin Miaomiao carefully cleaned his neck with a brush.
Song Yan stood up, stood in front of the mirror, and looked at it carefully.
Can seniors?
Um.He reached out to sort out and chuckled softly: Miaomiao's skills are very good.
Lin Miaomiao's face turned slightly red. Just as she was about to say something, two big boys beside the door leaned in.
Miaomiao, can I come to you?The two people spoke in unison.
She was stunned for a while, who would you first?
Lu Xiao took the lead and walked in, I'll do it first.
Xu Zeyan curled his lips and sneered. His hair was curly, which was more troublesome. Why not be better than me first?
Whoever comes in first will come in first!Lu Xiao said anxiously.
Lin Miaomiao was quarreled by them and quickly comforted her, "Why don't you join us together."
Song Yan shook his head amusedly. As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw a person standing on the balcony of the laundry room. It was Qin Moshen.
He walked over and found that he could clearly hear the sound of the guest bedroom talking in the bathroom on the balcony.
Qin Moshen was looking in that direction, listening to the conversation between Lin Miaomiao and Xu Zeyan and others inside, and took a breath of cigarette with a serious expression.
Song Yan knew that Qin Moshen had always smoked only when he was in a bad mood, so he slowly approached him.
Has the project been resolved?
Qin Mo sneered deeply, and if he couldn't handle it, he would let them leave collectively.
Song Yan smiled, is there anything else?
Qin Moshen bounced the ashes and received internal news in the morning that the lockdown might be unblocked next week.
Song Yan immediately understood and looked in the direction of the bathroom over there.
So, Lin Miaomiao will leave this villa soon.
Song Yan smiled, otherwise cut it in the afternoon?
Lu Xiao asked curiously: Can the senior sister get a haircut?
She said shyly: I will simply repair it.
Her eyes turned and she looked at Lu Xiao's hair that was pressing against his eyebrows. If she didn't mind, I could help you repair it.
Lu Xiao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly such a scene appeared in his mind.
Lin Miaomiao's slender fingers gently stroked his temples, and her clear eyes were staring at him quietly as seriously as she did when she was Focaxia just now.
His heart suddenly started to beat violently.
Lu Xiao?Seeing his stunned look, Lin Miaomiao couldn't help asking again.
Of course.
Lu Xiao came to his senses, thinking about the beautiful scene, and felt that his ears were getting hot, so he would cut them together later.
Xu Zeyan looked at his red earlobes, snorted coldly, turned to look at Lin Miaomiao, and lowered his head in front of her.
Miaomiao, do I need to repair my hair too?
Lin Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, watching his soft hair almost swept to the tip of his nose, and his warm breath brushed against her cheeks.
I remembered that there were two people next to me. She turned her head without a trace and bit the corner of her lip. Let's cut it together later.
Song Yan took the haircut tools and they went to the guest bedroom on the second floor where no one lived.
When he walked into the bathroom, Lin Miaomiao remembered the situation of lingering with Xu Zeyan and Qin Moshen in the bathtub that night, and her face suddenly turned red.
Song Yan washed his hair, wiped the water droplets, and sat in front of her. She used a fine tooth comb to stroke the broken hair with one hand, and began to cut it slowly along the edge of the tooth with the other hand.
After all, she is not a professional, so she basically cut it short according to his original hairstyle.
Senior, do you need to get thinner later?
OK, you can do it.
Next was a silence, the water droplets from the faucet fell gently, and the sound spread throughout the small space.
Lin Miaomiao finally understood why the barber had to chat with the guests at work.Otherwise, if you are so close, you can hear each other's breathing once you calm down, which is too embarrassing.
Song Yan looked at her tense expression and smiled softly.
Miaomiao graduated for two years. Do you have any plans in the future?Will you take the postgraduate entrance examination?
Lin Miaomiao paused for a moment, then raised the comb and cut it down along her wet hair. I might not go to the postgraduate entrance examination.
Song Yan asked again: Do you go to work directly?
Not yet.
She focused her eyes on his hair, raised her hands and fell, cut her flat and shortened her teeth, and thinned her hair, and strands of hair fell down gently.
Her expression was calm and calm, and I already had what I wanted to do.
She didn't say it very clearly, and Song Yan was not inconvenient to ask more questions.
He looked up at her, her eyes still resting on the silver scissors, and her expression was focused.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that this girl who looked at her sweet and soft was more idea of some things than he thought.
Senior, please.Lin Miaomiao carefully cleaned his neck with a brush.
Song Yan stood up, stood in front of the mirror, and looked at it carefully.
Can seniors?
Um.He reached out to sort out and chuckled softly: Miaomiao's skills are very good.
Lin Miaomiao's face turned slightly red. Just as she was about to say something, two big boys beside the door leaned in.
Miaomiao, can I come to you?The two people spoke in unison.
She was stunned for a while, who would you first?
Lu Xiao took the lead and walked in, I'll do it first.
Xu Zeyan curled his lips and sneered. His hair was curly, which was more troublesome. Why not be better than me first?
Whoever comes in first will come in first!Lu Xiao said anxiously.
Lin Miaomiao was quarreled by them and quickly comforted her, "Why don't you join us together."
Song Yan shook his head amusedly. As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw a person standing on the balcony of the laundry room. It was Qin Moshen.
He walked over and found that he could clearly hear the sound of the guest bedroom talking in the bathroom on the balcony.
Qin Moshen was looking in that direction, listening to the conversation between Lin Miaomiao and Xu Zeyan and others inside, and took a breath of cigarette with a serious expression.
Song Yan knew that Qin Moshen had always smoked only when he was in a bad mood, so he slowly approached him.
Has the project been resolved?
Qin Mo sneered deeply, and if he couldn't handle it, he would let them leave collectively.
Song Yan smiled, is there anything else?
Qin Moshen bounced the ashes and received internal news in the morning that the lockdown might be unblocked next week.
Song Yan immediately understood and looked in the direction of the bathroom over there.
So, Lin Miaomiao will leave this villa soon.
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