August 16th, early morning.

There was only the sound of water in the dormitory.

The warm water wet her long hair, and the water flowed downwards in strands, wetting her delicate eyebrows, causing her to close her eyes, and then flowed through her high nose bridge, along the perfect cheek curve, through her neck, through her collarbone, through her shoulders, and downwards...

Snow-white right-angled shoulders, and the back is as smooth as satin.

Put the hair on it and flow down the water.

"Wow..."

The sound of water keeps ringing.

The dressing mirror gradually covered with a layer of mist.

Accompanied by a low hum.

She wiped her hands from her forehead back, reducing the moisture content of her hair. She then walked forward a little bit, allowing the running water to wash away her back. Then she turned around and took a handful of water with both hands and sent it to her mouth.

"Gulugulu..."

After rinsing her mouth, she couldn't help but pout, and her mouth formed a very small round hole, aiming at the floor drain in the bathroom:

"Puff~~"

A thin and even stream of water spit out from her mouth, bent into a perfect arc in the air, landing accurately above the floor drain.

Like a fountain.

The water flow continued and sprayed for a long time.

"Bor"

The sound of bubbles means there is no water in your mouth.

Zhang Yogurt quickly turned around and took a handful of water.

"Gulugulu..."

"Puff~~"

"Bor"

After repeating this several times, she turned off the water, looked at the shelf, and fiddled with her hands, so that the bottles and jars could be looked at the person in front of her.

“emmm…”

Today, the high-end shower gel that I favored Qingqing is ready.

Zhang Yogurt picked up the shower gel.

The delicate foam covers the slender and toned legs, adding a unique beauty to it. Soon after, it faded away quickly under the erosion of running water.

The bath towel wrapped around her body and sucked away all the delicate small water droplets from Ruyu's skin.

"Squeak..."

The thin white hands wiped the mirror.

A small piece of water mist was wiped off.

A yogurt face reveals in the mirror.

A melon-shaped face is not much bigger than a palm, her big eyes are clearly black and white, very agile, her hair is wet and loose, and her bangs are middle-parted... Even if she looks at it, she thinks it looks good. Among everyone she has seen in the world, she feels that only her roommate can barely compare with her.

Well, just barely.

If it really is to compare...

The final winner is always yogurt.

"It looks so good!"

Zhang Yogurt walked out, walked back to the room, stood in front of the closet for a while, before picking out his clothes and pants and throwing them on the bed.

Then he pulled the bath towel and threw it away casually.

After a moment—

Zhang Yogurt wore a pair of light blue tight jeans, a casual white T-shirt, and a youthful little jacket. He planned to wear the white boots he rarely wore when he went out. This is the most beautiful and beautiful in the world, and it is not only beautiful for the youthful vitality of a great youth.

At this time, the bathroom mirror has been restored to a clear state.

Zhang Yogurt came back again, her hair was dry, and she was loosely draped. She approached the mirror and tickled her bangs with her hands.

Because this hair is short and long, it is a bit irregular, and the bangs always prick her eyes.

Zhang Yogurt thought about it—

A long sword appeared out of thin air.

Zhang Yogurt bent down, facing the mirror, holding a long sword in one hand and bangs in the other.

Strands of hair fell down.

...

Chen Shu sat in the yard with a cloth covered in her body.

Ning Qing was holding a pair of special scissors and was concentrating on cutting his hair.

Chen Shu couldn't help but turn his eyes up and wanted to look at his hair, but it was obvious that it was invisible.

"Are you sure you don't use a mirror?"

"Need not."

"Are you sure you can cut it?"

“I’ve read a lot of tutorials.”

"You said that last time."

"The last time was two years ago. I have made progress in the past two years." Ning Qing said, tweaking his head to the right, turning his head around, and pinching the scissors hard to cut off his hair, "Don't move around."

"What should I do if I don't look good?"

"I'll compensate."

"What are you paying for? Sleep with me?"

"Absorb a bottle of hair growth cream."

"this……"

"Say a few less words and I'm distracted."

Ning Qing was a little angry when he questioned him, and slapped him on the forehead.

“…”

This violent woman.

Chen Shu resisted but had to enjoy it with peace of mind.

There are many inconveniences when you reach the fifth and sixth level of cultivation, you can't go up or down, such as hair cutting - an intermediate-level practitioner can only make a certain impact on the speed of hair growth and cannot make your hair grow. However, a sixth-level practitioner like him has much tougher hair than steel wire. A normal barber shop may not have the ability to cut his hair. He has to go to a big barber shop, which is very expensive.

Secretary Ning is the saint of the Secret Sect. He has an extraordinary status and a noble character. Few people in this world can enjoy the treatment of helping her cut her hair.

And he gave him a haircut, and he didn't charge a penny, but he even gave him twenty yuan. No matter how he calculated, it was his blessing.

Chen Shu's heart is quiet, let it be determined.

Qingqing's hands were very soft, and she stroked his hair and made close contact with his head, which made her feel very comfortable.

"Master Ning."

"Shut up."

“Other barber shops provide hair shampooing and massage services.”

"Shut up."

"You do business like this..."

"I'll tell you what's missing."

"Ignore..." Chen Shu used a strange tone, "Crish-pole pole, potato lump, pea rice, repellent words, disgusting..."

"I do what I say."

“…”

Chen Shu closed his mouth and became quiet.

The morning in mid-autumn morning was very cool. The morning light passed through the persimmon tree and broke into spots. Two birds stood side by side on the tree and stared at them, and from time to time, the girl hugged the white cat and sat on the swing next to her, and her eyes often turned toward them.

Time suddenly calmed down with Chen Shu, and life returned to its ordinary nature.

The two and a half months in the forbidden area did not seem to exist.

"It's almost finished."

“…”
To be continued...