The chief concubine of the foodie king

Chapter 127 The Sunshine Handsome Guy (3)
"I'm coming!" Feng Yibei spoke first, a tall and thin man is an adjective for a beautiful man in a woman's heart, he can't tolerate his wife having this opportunity to appreciate other men.

Yun Yurou didn't even look at him, and directly denied, "You can't, you are too tall! Besides, you are the protagonist, without you, how can this play be performed?"

When Wang Jianrong was dead, he was only 1.7 meters 1.8, while Feng Yibei was above [-] meters [-], the difference can be seen by anyone.

"Brother-in-law is too tall, so I don't need to say, he must be too short!" Jian Xunchuan hid aside wisely.

In the end, everyone's eyes fell on Luo Zheng. This kid definitely met the requirements. With a height of 1.7 meters [-], he also looked tall and thin.

Luo Zheng couldn't help taking a step back, feeling as if he had fallen onto the cutting board.

"It's up to you!" Yun Yurou finally decided to choose Luo Zheng, beckoned to him, and chuckled, "It's actually very simple, as long as you put on the mask I made, and then cut your hair short That's it!"

The real Wang Jianrong was also a cool young man, with a three- to seven-point hairstyle that was more than an inch long. Luo Zheng's waist-length hair was absolutely unacceptable.

"How short?" Luo Zheng asked cautiously, he must be a bit unreliable as his master.

"I'll know when I cut it. Don't worry, my haircutting skills are professionally trained. I guarantee you will stand out in front of everyone. Maybe you can lead the trend of the times?" Yun Yurou said to the goose step Luo Zheng, who took a step back, spoke firmly.

Luo Zheng's legs have already moved to the door, and he will most likely run wildly in the next second, "In the past, everything can be done according to Rou'er!" Feng Yibei's voice rang coldly in his ears.

At this time, Feng Yibei completely lacked the benevolence to show respect to his subordinates, he only wanted to be a running dog of a lady.

The prince is hard to disobey, Luo Zheng gave Feng Yibei a sad look, ever since this Concubine Yun passed through the door, the master of his family often made him feel cold, resigned to his fate and moved his legs, as if wearing a three-inch golden lotus Get closer to Yun Yurou bit by bit.

Yun Yurou stretched out her hand and pulled Luo Zheng onto the chair and sat down. By the way, she ordered one person to stand on each side of the chair to prevent Luo Zheng from running away temporarily. This posture aggravated Luo Zheng's inner fear.

Yun Yurou took out a long cloth more than two meters wide, shook it, and wrapped it around Luo Zheng's neck, which was quite similar to that.

She went to the shopkeeper's counter and took out two pairs of scissors. When the huge pair of scissors appeared in front of Luo Zheng, he jumped up in surprise, and shouted at Feng Yibei in a crying voice, "My lord, please forgive me!" kill me!"

"Sit down, if you don't cooperate with Rou'er well, I will help you personally!" Feng Yibei turned a blind eye to Luo Zheng's begging for mercy, and sat on the side with a leisurely expression, holding a teacup and sipping lightly.

Everyone's hearts are cold, what a master who values ​​sex over friends, he can't help but look at Luo Zheng with more sympathy, alas, ask yourself for blessings!
When Luo Zheng saw this, his heart died. He closed his eyes in despair, intending to let Yun Yurou ruin his hair.

Seeing Luo Zheng's death-defying face, Yun Yurou couldn't help being angry and funny. Although she was always bragging, what she just said was true. She had indeed received professional hair styling. Seeing Luo Zheng's understanding of her ability With suspicion, she touched his face lightly with the huge pair of scissors.

"Hey, open your eyes, I don't like cutting hair in front of statues, it will only make me accidentally pluck off the other's eyebrows as hair!" This trick really worked, Luo Zheng opened his eyes suddenly, He opened his eyes wide open desperately.

When Yun Yurou took off Luo Zheng's hair towel, the black silk cascaded down like a waterfall, and the perfect hair texture made her gasp in amazement. It turned out that the ancients didn't need shampoo to maintain their hair. It was so perfect!
With some reluctance, she brushed up a piece of hair with her left hand, and held on to the huge pair of scissors with her right hand. With a flick of the scissors, the blade was triggered, and the black hair was cut off. She lay quietly in Yun Yurou's right hand, Luo Zheng peeked at her Aifa, seeing this, almost fell off the chair.

Didn't she say to just cut it shorter?How could he cut off such a long hair? He suddenly felt a coolness on the left side of his forehead. With trembling hands, he mustered up the courage to touch it up. Mom, there is no hair left!Only a short less than an inch long!

Seeing Luo Zheng's arbitrariness, Yun Yurou frowned, "Sit down, don't move!" Why doesn't this kid have any sense of haircut?

Luo Zheng looked at Feng Yibei, who was drinking tea, pleadingly again, and said pitifully, "My lord—"

"Well, Rou'er told you not to move, didn't you hear?" Feng Yibei put down his teacup and looked at Luo Zheng with a forced smile on his face. His heart was full of joy, but luckily because he was too tall, otherwise In other words, the result of the self-recommendation just now was that I replaced Luo Zheng in this chair.

Looking at Feng Yibei, Luo Zheng wanted to cry but had no tears, it was all because he didn't know the Lord clearly!
Out of sight, out of heart pain!Luo Zheng closed his eyes with a sad face, allowing Yun Yurou to run amok.

"Hey, didn't I just say, open your eyes, unless you don't even want your eyebrows!" Yun Yurou seemed to have intentions to let Luo Zheng open his eyes again to see how his black hair was so brutally humiliated.

"Shua, Shua, Shua!" The huge scissors passed over the top of his head neatly. Luo Zheng felt that his whole head was instantly cool and cool. He had never been so cool after growing up for more than 20 years. All of this was thanks to this beautiful woman. Give!
Everyone looked at Luo Zheng, who was still full of black hair just now, but now only as short as a straw, and they all had the urge to cry for the hero.

Yun Yurou put down the large scissors and replaced them with the small ones.

She held the comb in her left hand and the small scissors in her right, and carefully trimmed Luo Zheng's hair, searching for Wang Jianrong's hairstyle in her memory, while carefully controlling the scissors.

Seeing Yun Yurou's proficiency and seriousness at this time, everyone stopped laughing and looked at Luo Zheng who had changed his appearance.

When Yun Yurou put away the scissors in her hand and untied the long cloth around Luo Zheng's neck, it meant the haircut was successful.

With a cool head on his head, Luo Zheng got up resentfully, turned around and looked at everyone, everyone was taken aback.

Although this hair is short, it is stylish and stylish, not as messy as imagined, and it is also pleasing to the eye when paired with Luo Zheng's fair face. This hairstyle makes Luo Zheng look more energetic and energetic .

Yun Yurou looked Luo Zheng up and down, no, if this kid was put into the 21st century, he would still be a standard sunny and handsome guy.

Luo Zheng pulled one of his followers, and asked in a low voice, "Is it ugly?"

The attendant shook his head, "Although I'm not used to it, it's definitely not ugly."

Hearing what the other party said, Luo Zheng let out a sigh of relief, it's okay, it's okay, otherwise he wouldn't have to see anyone for several months.

(End of this chapter)