Chapter 217

(A week passed so quickly, it was Thursday at this speed. What I cheated was that I felt that my state was a little far away from the author. The pace of night work these two days has been going on. Woo... It was so painful, who knows the pain of staying up late to write...)

"What are you doing?"

Dong Xiangjiang immediately swept her eyebrows and showed a raised expression to Ye Ling.

"That...is OK."

Ye Ling shook his head immediately. There was no need for Hime and the others to lie to him. He just felt that Dong Xiangjiang's image was a bit subversive. Well, he accepted it quickly after a few seconds, and felt that Dong Xiangjiang should be so virtuous.

"You must think that my posture of holding scissors is like a sandy man, right?"

Dong Xiangjiang held her arms in front of her chest, staring at Ye Ling with her eyes slanted.

"Uh...how is it possible? I just simply feel that it's well cut, um, that's all."

As he said that, Ye Ling kept nodding his head in order to emphasize his tone.

"ah?"

I didn't expect to get anything good from Ye Ling, but after hearing this sentence without reservation and high credibility, Dong Xiangjiang's eyes suddenly widened at Ye Ling, and even blushed rarely...

Ye Ling was also stunned. I remember that it seemed to be, for a long time, long time... I saw Dong Xiangjiang blushing a long time ago, well, and that was still in public.

"This...this is so."

Dong Xiangjiang became a little stuttered when she spoke. I think it was the first time she was praised? She seemed a little overwhelmed...

"Waste! Bastard! Idiot!"

A dead parrot made an inappropriate sound. Ye Ling wanted to make this guy into fried chicken, but he was scared back by this guy just now.

"Damn it, this mouth is too dirty! You fool parrot. Be careful I will make you fried chicken to eat, bastard!"

Dong Xiangjiang went crazy and held the cage standing on the ground and swayed it in protest. Ye Ling felt helpless. As expected, he was still a child.

"By the way, Dong Xiang."

"Ah? What's the matter?"

Dong Xiangjiang, who was competing with the parrot, looked back at Ye Ling and continued to shake the cage.

"Can you ask me to cut my hair too?"

Cough. If you don’t need to have such a close labor force, Ye Ling is not worthy of being the title of lazy god, right? He even wants to keep Dong Xiangjiang by his side all the time, so that he can cut his hair at any time when he grows in the future.

To be honest, Dong Xiangjiang's skills seem to be very good.

"ah?"

Dong Xiangjiang loosened her hands, and the cage that was still under control suddenly dropped out of her hands and fell to the ground. If Ye Ling hadn't used the support, the parrot would have turned into a fried chicken.

"Is that OK?"

Ye Ling asked nervously.

"That...that."

Dong Xiangjiang's eyes wandered, and a hint of blush appeared on her face. She hesitated for a while before saying, "For the sake of the waste in your room, I will help you with it. I explained in advance that I helped you because of the face of this fool parrot."

Dong Xiangjiang repeatedly emphasized proudly that no matter how you look at it, it feels like you are hiding the bell. Well, Ye Ling will definitely not expose it, but what is strange is that the Planning Bureau seems to be in the event of no movement this time...

"Has the power of fate been curbed? Then, we can make the next plan..."

Ye An in blue suit opened the book a page. Correspondingly, several black holes opened silently over the world where Ye Ling was.

...

"By the way, what do you want to cut like?"

Ye Ling and the others appeared in front of the mirror, Dong Xiangjiang looked very professional, and with scissors in hand, pointing the opening at Ye Ling's hair.

"By the way, Dong Xiang, do you know all the hairstyles?"

"Don't underestimate you bastard!"

Dong Xiangjiang was immediately stimulated by Ye Ling's slightly questioning tone, and his bright scissors made a threatening posture.

"Well, then you can cut it into whatever you think I fit."

Ye Ling has no requirements for hairstyles. Now he just feels that it is a bit inconvenient to cut his hair, so he simply leaves the choice to Dong Xiangjiang. It is better to leave professional matters to professional personnel to handle.

"That's it, bald."

“…”

Dong Xiangjiang quickly shook off the scissors and quickly changed into a cold razor in his hand, as if he was ready.

"Ahem, as long as it's not as weird as bald."

Ye Ling couldn't help but sweat and smiled dryly. He had never seen Dong Xiangjiang's sense of humor before.

"I'm talking very seriously. The only one who suits you is bald."

"Stop messing around..."

When I think of my forehead being shiny... Damn it's so sour and I don't dare to look at the picture at all.

"All right."

Dong Xiangjiang put down the razor regretfully. This time she didn't ask Ye Ling's opinion. The scissors rang out with a "crack" sound, with skillful and neat techniques and very fast.

Ye Ling looked at the scene in the mirror with a daze. Well, Dong Xiangjiang seemed very quiet and charming when she was concentrating on doing something.

"What do you think? Kill you!"

After cutting part of it, Dong Xiangjiang, who was about to look at the mirror, found Ye Ling staring at her intently, and immediately threatened with anger, "Well, Ye Ling doesn't seem to have any deterrent power, but he seems to be... acting cute?"

OK, illusion, it must be arrogant.

"Well……"

Dong Xiangjiang's special request became speechless. If he didn't look at it, would he close his eyes? Ye Ling always felt that if he closed his eyes, he would look very vulgar?

This creates a relatively embarrassing situation, and you can't look at it. When you close your eyes, you will look very vulgar, even more uncomfortable, and a little uncomfortable.

Well, Ye Ling is also a backbone person. If you don’t look at it, you won’t look at it. He stared at the patterns on the border of the mirror, as if he wanted to deeply engrave the decorative patterns in his mind.

"alright."

Just when Ye Ling didn't know where to fly, Dong Xiangjiang finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had completed a arduous task, and wiped his forehead with the back of his hand under pressure.

"Are you okay?"

Ye Ling shook his head, and the broken hair remaining on his head flew away in a scattered manner, and it was clean without washing.

"You are a little bitchy."

Ye Ling shook his head and a lot of his hair was immediately stuck on Dong Xiangjiang, which immediately attracted a burst of rude scolding. Well, in fact, in Ye Ling's opinion, it was not rude at all. Is it because other people have brain problems? Or is there something wrong with their own brains?

"By the way Dong Xiang, are you sure I can go out like this?"

Ye Ling looked at the mirror and felt that the mirror was about to have cracks.

"How...why can't it be?"

Hearing Ye Ling's voice, Dong Xiangjiang's tone was filled with panic, and an indeceptible blush appeared on her face.

"Look, you're so handsome that you can't just go out on the streets like this and you won't be so stunning for all women?"

Ye Ling reached out and stroked the cut hair, until the back of his head, and he was extremely gentle, and even he almost became intoxicated.

"You bastard's hair is so hard, and your scissors aren't sharp anymore."

Dong Xiangjiang heard someone's praise in a corner, snorted coldly, and threw the scissors he had just used in front of Ye Ling. The sharp-looking scissor blade had been seriously worn...

"No way."

Ye Ling scratched his hair that felt extremely soft. Is this steel wire? By the way, the body strength of the ghoul is better than that of steel, but it seems to only act on the body, such as nails and hair, where RC cells cannot flow, seem to be the same as humans.

Ahem, obviously Ye Ling's vampire constitution is very different from that of ghouls. His body strengthened even his hair was included, and he became a tougher existence than steel wire. It was no problem to use it to weave a treasure robe that was not invasive to swords and invade water and fire.

Inadvertently, Xiaoyezi's body has become a moving treasure.

"Ahem, thank you anyway, it's very well cut."
Chapter completed!