Mr. Lu, please keep your animal character

Chapter 276 [Husky] I don’t want to share the joys and sorrows with you
"The hair is not ugly, it just doesn't suit you." Lu Shengjing comforted her, but there were only two words that reached her ears - "You are ugly."

"Oh." Sweeping realized this problem earlier than anyone else, and his eyes turned red instantly.

Lu Shengjing looked over and saw glasses on the sink, as well as a bunch of tied up hair samples - Lu Shengjing's mind was already filled with thoughts of using his own hair to compare with the length of hers, and he was full of confidence. Scissors most regrets the scene where her intestines turn green.

Her hair was neither long nor short, and the missing distance was about the same length as the hair he had cut off. Such short hair hanging on her head looked a little uncoordinated and ugly.

Sweeping sniffed sadly, rubbed his eyes with the palms and backs of his hands alternately, and then put a crystal water bug on his chin.

Now she looks like a beggar in a TV series. Her hair is an awkward length and frizzy. She can't comb it smoothly and she doesn't dare to cut it with scissors.The ego has reached the point where it is almost impossible to save, and even if you want to save it, you cannot save it.

"Juan Juan?" She cried because of her ugliness. Lu Shengjing was a little worried about how to comfort her and gently wiped away her tears.

"Why are people's hands different? I think you just made a few random cuts, and they look pretty good." The more he thought about it, the sadder he became, "I have to go to work, and I don't want to share the joys and sorrows with you anymore..."

"Hiss." The emotion shifted to his wife, making Lu Shengjing even more annoyed.She should be the one to blame her for being ugly, not for her to be ugly to herself. He touched his wife's rough head and coaxed distressedly: "Curly, your hair will grow, and our hair will grow together."

"Shengjing," Swian swept away his tears in a hurry, raised his face and looked at him with a heavy nasal voice, "Please help me, I am your wife."

"..." Lu Shengjing was startled for a moment, then he held her face and wiped away her tears with his thumb, but he couldn't say anything - he was afraid that if he moved his hands, the girl wouldn't even be able to get out.

He helplessly looked at the girl's tears and said, "...Okay, wait for me next to the trash can."

Lu Shengjing took the scissors and went out. Swian Xiang was squatting next to the trash can, face down and staring at the round trash can.

"I didn't want you to throw your face in, Juju." Lu Shengjing squatted down directly behind her, grabbed her collar and pulled her up.

"Throw it in," Swallow sniffed and lowered his head to look at the trash can again, a little angry, "If your haircut doesn't look good, I'll throw your face in - your wife's face."

"..." The girl's hair was cut almost half short, leaving the longest and most minimal cut, which only reached the center of her ears, barely covering the roots of her ears.Lu Shengjing suspected that the girl's technique was careless, but the length of her haircut matched his own.

The scene left behind by the girl's handicapped and conceited technique, Lu Shengjing started with a big head and carefully trimmed the edges between the scissors and the scissors, preserving the length of the hair as much as possible, and trimmed it into a small mushroom without an umbrella.

"Curly, you are actually more suitable for long hair."

"I'm sorry Shengjing," Sweeping motionless listening to the sound of the scissors in his hand, "It's not appropriate for you to talk about this issue now."

"Let me move." She sniffed again, hugged her knees with her arms, and moved her face a short distance away from the trash can, a soft distance that was demonstrating to him.

"Hiss." Lu Shengjing tugged on the girl's collar and pulled her up, then stubbornly stuck her head down again.What the girl said, she meant it.

What was rescued was a small mushroom. Lu Shengjing cut out a sharp round arc shape near her cheek.

"It looks good," Lu Shengjing combed her short hair with a small comb, "Go and look in the mirror."

"Don't look at it." Sweeping angrily watched the fine hair fragments fall into the trash can. From the corner of her eye, her short hair already told her that this hairstyle would not look good. "I'm going to be late for work."

"I'll take you there on the way."

"In the opposite direction."

"..."

Lu Shengjing took a long way to carry Si Fu there.

Sweeping looked at himself through the rearview mirror, in a daze.

"Curly?" Lu Shengjing could tell from her expression that she was not satisfied with this hairstyle. She turned her face back along the field of view, staring blankly at the trash can on the roadside, and said silently - "I want to jump." Get in." Someone's face almost turned ninety degrees, and the car window slowly separated the girl from looking at the trash can.

"I'll take you to the barber shop in the afternoon." Lu Shengjing said softly. It might be better to let a professional barber solve this problem.

Swallowing was still looking out the window looking for a trash can, "I'll go there at noon."

"..." Lu Shengjing clicked his tongue helplessly, "I only changed my appearance for two days in a month, and after a lot of hard work, my wife didn't even want to look at me."

There was not much emotion in the sweeping voice, and he whispered in his heart: "Barber shop."

During the precious two days, Mrs. Lu would rather worry about her hairstyle and look for the trash can on the roadside with a frown than look at her husband head-on.

Lu Shengjing said to himself slightly embarrassed: "It's not that hard."

Sweeping didn't seem to hear and didn't respond at all.

One man show.Lu Shengjing clicked his tongue, "You don't seem very excited about me changing back this time?"

"..." Sweeping no response.

"Hmm." She didn't seem to have much reaction before, but Lu Shengjing suddenly realized that asking her like this would make the atmosphere tense.

Xi Meiren was in a bad mood today, she turned her head and took a slow look, not wanting to scold him.

Lu Shengjing turned his head to avoid her eyes in a panic, "Juan Juan, what I mean is that you have to go to work in the afternoon. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it during lunch break and haircut."

Between eating, sleeping and face, Weiwei chose the third party without hesitation: "My face is more important, otherwise I won't be able to eat or sleep."

Lu Shengjing: "..."

Can't beat her.

At noon, Lu Shengjing finished his work early, contacted the barber, and came to pick him up after get off work. A box of work meals was placed on the passenger seat.

Sweeping out with a small round hat.

Lu Shengjingmei picked it up a bit, "Go out to buy a hat?"

"I borrowed it from my colleague." Swian raised his hand and pushed the hat down to cover his hair. Only the lower half of his face was visible. "When your hair grows, wash it and return it."

"Tsk, Mrs. Lu can't afford a hat?"

The girl under the little hat was a little angry. She tilted her head back and raised her face to look at him: "I bought it as a birthday present for you earlier, so I borrowed it for you to use."

The tip of his chin should be raised to the sky, letting him know what to say and what not to say.

The girl would talk back and she would feel better.

"Curly," Lu Shengjing pinched her cheek lightly, and raised the girl's chin, "Don't be angry."

Lu Shengjing smiled faintly, then gave her a big slap on the head that was talking back, and straightened her head, "Did anyone compliment my wife's new hairstyle today?"

(End of this chapter)