The big-name husband has played too much: the poisonous pet, the good girl

Tian Junhao didn't even open his eyelids, and a deep voice sounded:

"Three hours, if it hasn't been straightened, this store can be closed down."

What an arrogant tone!

The owner of the barber shop looked at his posture, and then looked at the eleven pure black Ferraris outside the door. He didn't care whether An Ying would damage his hair.

The serious barber just now immediately changed his position: "Actually, as long as the potion is good, it's not impossible." [

As he said that, several other barbers also rushed up and started working immediately.

Three hours is actually a bit tight. Their store has only opened for less than a month, so how dare they mess with unknown big shots.

One of the teenagers looked at Tian Junhao's appearance, and suddenly remembered the video that went viral recently.With a huge face change, he lowered his head and said to several others:

"That person seems to be some kind of charming king who even the mayor bowed his head a few days ago."

Omg!

At first glance, it was really him, even the mayor dared not raise his eyes in front of him, how could they provoke him.

Therefore, sadly, An Ying could only be sacrificed.

An Ying looked at the barber who changed his position very sadly, and snorted coldly in extreme displeasure: Hmph, play with the wind!

As a result, she could only watch helplessly as the beautiful princess hairstyle was ruthlessly destroyed.

An hour later, An Ying was manipulated by several barbers like puppets.

Bored, he secretly raised his eyelids and looked at Tian Junhao through the mirror in front of him.

I saw him with his feet crossed at this time, with a business notebook on his lap, and his fingers typing domineeringly on the keyboard, with a serious and majestic appearance.

The barber shop was very quiet, and occasionally a few people wanted to come in for a haircut, but were stopped by the sentries at the door.

No customer came into the barber shop that was booked.

However, something happened in the middle.

A girl in suspenders with a bob head, about the same age as An Ying, insisted on barging in.

He yelled at the sentinel in a bad tone: "Get out of the way, why don't you let me in, Alai, Alai, come out quickly, they are my way."

The barber who was putting on a hair mask for An Ying probably knew the Alai that the girl was talking about, and hurriedly looked at Tian Junhao beggingly: "That's my wife."