"Then Seventh Master, which country are you going to" Yan Yanqi blinked, and when he raised his eyes, it was the dazzling sunlight, and he couldn't open his eyes.
"London."
Yan Yanqi nodded, "Oh, that's also a time difference." ” Bo Qichen was stunned for a moment, and then reacted to the reason why she asked, was she afraid of disturbing his rest Thinking of this, he slowly spoke: "If there is something, you call, there is no accident, my mobile phone is turned on twenty-four hours a day." ” A gust of wind blew, blowing the hair in front of Bo Qichen's forehead, and after looking at each other for a long time, Yan Qiqi responded.
Seeing this, Bo Qichen didn't linger any longer, and entered the cabin.
Yan Yanqi watched the black-clothed people on both sides get on the plane one after another, and then the cabin door closed, and slowly, the plane taxied on the runway, and then took off The others stood not far away, watched the plane fly away, then glanced at each other, and they all entered the villa.
In the evening, Yan Yanqi stood by the window, in a daze, and suddenly, there was a knock on the door, she came back to her senses, and then walked over.
"Little Seventh Butler, the barber is here."
The maid said respectfully.
"Okay."
Yan Yan smiled, then walked out, closed the door, and entered the elevator with the maid.
"Hello little seventh housekeeper, I was called by the seventh master to dye your hair back."
Downstairs, as soon as I got out of the elevator, a man with a bright smile and flattery greeted me.
Yan Yanqi smiled back politely, and then followed him into a room on the first floor, then sat down, hesitated, and asked, "Did the seventh master say that as long as it is not red, right?"
” "That's right."
Suddenly, Yan Yanqi's eyes lit up, and then he took the album on the sofa next to him, and smiled: "Okay, dye it this color." ” Barber: "" Yan Yanqi sat there, and after half an hour, he was already a little drowsy.
Seeing her head little by little, the barber smiled, and then said, "Little Seventh Steward, you can sleep for a while, this time is a bit long." ” Yan Yanqi didn't care, leaned back, tilted his head: "Oh, good." ” After ten minutes, seeing that Yan Yanqi was really asleep, the barber threw away the scissors in his hand, and then approached Yan Yanqi, hesitated on the top of her head, and pulled out five or six hairs.
The Seventh Master instructed that this one must be pulled out if it is to be cut off.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and the barber strode over with his hair in hand.
It was the doctor who knocked on the door, and when he saw this, the barber put the head of hair in his hand into his transparent bag, "Here." ” The doctor took one look at it, then nodded, "Don't say it."
Then he left.
When the barber closed the door, the person sitting in the chair slowly lifted his eyelids, and then closed his eyes again when he heard footsteps approaching behind him.
As the night fell, Yan Yanqi stood up and stomped his feet, yawned, and then looked at himself in the mirror and raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"I'm sorry for you."
Turning around, she didn't forget to thank the barber.
The barber smiled: "You're welcome." ” Walking out of the room, it was dinner time, everyone walked out of the elevator one after another, Yan Yanqi urged the kitchen, and then put on his glasses and walked to the dining table.
"Xiao Qi, give me a glass of juice."
Ouyang supported his head with one hand in his left hand.
The words should be said: "Okay." ” Returning to the kitchen and getting a glass of juice, Yan Yanqi walked over, and then put it in front of Ouyang Zuo.
Ouyang Zuo casually picked up the cup, took a sip, and inadvertently raised his eyes: "Poof":