"Do you know you are wrong?"
Fang Xuan looked at Tang Xiaoman like a queen, "Then tell me where you went wrong."
Hey, he said she was fat and she was out of breath Tang Xiaoman also acted very cooperatively: "I shouldn't have ignored Miss Fang's compliments, and I shouldn't have refused her kind words."
"Well, it's good to know that you were wrong."
Fang Xuan continued, "Then why don't you hurry up and start driving."
"嗻" When Tang Xiaoman accepted Fang Xuan like in Qing palace dramas, the two looked at each other and laughed in unison.
Fang Xuan quickly picked up the Xiaokun bag on the table, pulled Tang Xiaoman out of the door.
Because when she went to school to pick up her luggage, she brought her Chery QQ over for transportation.
Now it seems that this decision was a wise one.
Because she was already a super vvv customer of Aken, Fang Xuan successfully entered Aken's exclusive studio even without an appointment.
On the contrary, Tang Xiaoman began to look around Aken's studio.
In the space of about twenty square meters, except for the floor-to-ceiling window, the other three walls were painted with cement gray, imitating Picasso's paintings.
The style is filled with various weird patterns.
Thinking about what Mu Yunbai had said to him before, Tang Xiaoman became nervous and looked at everything in the room that might be dangerous.
Scissors and hair dryers are dangerous Looking at the floor-to-ceiling window again, I thought that if the glass broke for no reason and I fell from this twenty-story building, I would probably not end well.
After thinking about it, Tang Xiaoman shook his head desperately.
He must be suffering from persecution paranoia, and Mu Yunbai said that Fang Xuan only had a near miss, so presumably what he was worried about just now would not happen.
Just when she was thinking wildly, Aken pushed open the thick soundproof door and walked in.
He looked at Fang Xuan and greeted her very enthusiastically: "Miss Fang, I haven't seen you for a while.
How about it?
I want to change it this time."
What hairstyle?”
Sure enough, it was still the same as in the memory.
I felt that Aken, who was only in his early twenties, had a pair of unusually long legs.
However, his half-long hair was dyed into the most popular grandma's gray nowadays, which was different from his unusual look.
The appearance of ordinary people also complements each other.
Although it was not the first time to see him, Tang Xiaoman had a strange feeling this time.
And Aken also looked at Tang Xiaoman and grinned at her, which made her feel a little dazzled for a moment.
"Miss Tang, long time no see."
Tang Xiaoman looked at him a little surprised, not expecting that he would actually remember him.
Then he thought about it, how could a person like him, who would charge two thousand yuan for just using scissors casually, without such a photographic memory, be able to obtain it?
The joy of those rich ladies and wives "There's no need to make it too complicated."
Fang Xuan straightened her hair in the mirror, "Just fix it casually."
"Okay."
Aken agreed, but his eyes would glance towards Tang Xiaoman from time to time, leaving Tang Xiaoman sitting there, muttering in his heart.
This is not her first time here, but he has never been as "attractive" to her as he is today.
Could it be that there are flowers on my face?
When he thought of this, Tang Xiaoman glanced at the decorative mirror on the side.
It didn't matter if he didn't look at it, but he was shocked when he saw that inside the mirror, the floor-to-ceiling window was actually densely covered with crawlers.
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