77 sweet kisses from the president: the new wife is addicted

Chapter 755 Suddenly Finding Her So Stupid

For the next few days, Qi Yan stayed in the hospital, and stayed by Nie Yao's side every step of the way. With his care, Nie Yao's body recovered quickly. Ainuo saw that the situation was okay, and suggested chemotherapy to control the condition. deterioration.

Qi Yan was very painful when he heard it, and he hesitated, but Ainuo didn't force them, and gave them a night to think.

Back in the ward, Nie Yao was sitting in front of the dressing table, looking at herself in the mirror, she took out a pair of scissors from the drawer.

Qi Yan was startled, and snatched the sight away.

Nie Yao was a little funny: "It's not that I can't think about it, why are you so anxious?"

Taking the sight from Qi Yan's hand, Nie Yao put down her hair, looked at herself in the mirror, sighed lowly, and said to Qi Yan, "Cut my hair for me."

Qi Yan looked at Nie Yao with a complicated expression, walked over, and twisted a long strand of withered yellow hair. He remembered that her hair used to be beautiful...

"Yaoyao, do you really want to cut it off?" Qi Yan asked cautiously.

Nie Yao nodded: "Even if you don't cut it, it will fall off at that time. It's better to cut it first and then you don't have to worry about it."

"Yaoyao..."

"Okay, it's okay, if I can't see the back, I won't let you cut it for me." Nie Yao smiled and held Qi Yan's hand.

The more indifferent she was, the more uncomfortable Qi Yan felt. He looked at the long hair in his hand with some hesitation, but couldn't do anything.

Throwing the scissors to the ground violently, he dragged Nie Yao into his arms.

His extremely hard hands tightly wrapped around her slender waist, her tall figure trembled slightly, Nie Yao could feel his fear, and her heart trembled fiercely.

"Qi Yan, it's fine."

Her voice was shallow, and she comforted Qi Yan with a smile, but Qi Yan knew that she was more afraid than anyone else.

He touched her little head with some relief, and suddenly realized that she was so stupid.

Qi Yan knew that running away would not solve the problem. Looking at the little woman in the mirror, Qi Yan picked up the scissors on the ground: "If the cuts don't look good, don't blame me."

"Whatever, it's up to you to see whether it's good or not, and I can't see it." Nie Yao's mouth curled up.

Qi Yan lowered his eyes, looked at the waist-length hair in his hand with some unbearable pain, and with a few clicks, each knife was cut in his heart, and his heart throbbed fiercely.

Taking a deep breath, Qi Yan speeded up his hands, cut her hair to shoulder height, and trimmed the ends of her hair by the way.

Nie Yao kept looking at the mirror, but she was not looking at herself, but at the man behind him through the mirror. He frowned slightly, his face was as indifferent as ever, and he couldn't see any emotion. Nie Yao lowered his head in frustration, Only then did he suddenly realize that Qi Yan had already cut it.

The girl in the mirror had shoulder-length short hair. She was a very fashionable student. Although she wasn't very pretty, she looked much more energetic.

Nie Yao thought it was good, turned around and just praised Qi Yan, but saw him put the cut hair into a small box with no expression on his face. This scene brought a huge visual impact to Nie Yao. The corner moved, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Qi Yan tidied up the broken hair, turned around, and saw Nie Yao staring at him all the time, looking at the little woman in the glasses, Qi Yan walked over and hugged her from behind: "What's wrong? Doesn't it look good?"

Nie Yao nodded: "I'm such a beautiful person, you're stupefied. Look, don't I look very stupid?"

The corners of Qi Yan's mouth curled, and he lowered his head and kissed her cheek: "It's not stupid, it's pretty."

(End of this chapter)