Modu Prison, Prison Director's Office.

The warden personally delivered several haircutting tools.

Li Zi'an looked at the haircut tools and said in surprise: "You won't want me to get a haircut, right?"

His hair is neither long nor short, he can barely tie a ball head, and it is not a problem to comb his hair upside down, if he cuts it like this, he is really reluctant.

Dong Xi came over with an unwelcome look: "Have you ever seen a prisoner with such long hair as you?"

Li Zi'an was speechless, he really had never seen a prisoner with such long hair as his.

Unless there is a traffic star, blood can flow, the head can be broken, and the hairstyle cannot be messed up. But he is a master, compare him with traffic stars, isn't that wronged him?

Dong Xi said: "Sit down, I'll give you a haircut myself." ”

Li Zi'an hesitated a little: "Have you ever had a haircut?"

He moved his gaze to the warden, and wanted to hint with his eyes that he was looking for a professional to come over, but the warden saw that he was looking at him, and then said, "That, the two of you are at your own convenience, I'll go down and arrange it." ”

The warden is gone.

Dong Xi picked up a barber scissors from the tool and urged, "Don't stand, sit down." ”

Li Zi'an ran out of options, walked over and sat on the chair, and then asked again: "Seriously, have you ever had a haircut before?"

Dong Xi said: "Don't you just take care of your bald head, you can take care of it if you don't care about it." ”

"Bald head?" Li Zi'an's face suddenly showed a frightened expression, he was so big, not to mention his hair fluttering, but all kinds of men's hairstyles could be controlled, and he had never tried a bald hairstyle.

Also, Does a bald head count as a hairstyle?

"Don't move, or don't blame me for shaving your head. Dong Xi pressed Li Zi'an's head with one hand, and with the other, he started the electric clipper and beckoned to Li Zi'an's head.

A strand of hair fell to the ground, but Li Zi'an was relieved, and he didn't bother with being bald or not.

Thinking about it highly, this is catching pests for the motherland, what is this sacrifice?

"The prison guards don't know who you are, only the prison director knows, so when you talk to the prison guards, you have to be careful and don't show flaws. Dong Xi was giving Li Zi'an a haircut while talking to Li Zi'an.

"Well, got it. ”

"Also, that guy is very cunning, you don't have to think twice to get out of here, you have to be patient. You don't have to worry about me leaving you here, I'll be with you while you're in this prison, monitoring your activities with that guy all the time. ”

"Oh. Li Zi'an used Li Xiaomei's response.

The hair on the back of his head was shaved, and Dong Xi's body leaned forward to shave the hair on the top of Li Zi'an's head.

She may not have noticed it herself, but Li Zi'an's neck was stiff, and he felt as if something was sweeping around on the back of his head, itchy and numb.

It's certainly not a feather duster.

A feather duster is not as soft as it, nor is it as warm as it.

He can only use it as a high-tech hair cleaning tool, a mountain hair broom or something, otherwise it will be difficult for him to control his imagination.

"Later, the prison director will arrange that the prison guards will send you to a cell, and Fang Tian is in that cell. Your toolbox is in my custody for the time being, and you can't bring anything into it. If you need a specific item to use your tricks, you'll have to tell me now, and I'll find a way for you to bring them in. Dong Xi shaved off the hair on the top of his head, and went around to Li Zi'an to shave the hair in front of him.

Li Zi'an thought for a while: "I don't need to bring any tools, I can get him empty-handed."

Dong Xi is too tall, he has to bend down to shave his hair in front of him, and his body has to lean towards Li Zi'an.

As a result, Li Zi'an watched a pair of convex faces pressing towards him, and he subconsciously leaned his neck back to avoid bumping into it.

"Don't move. Dong Xi reached out and grabbed Li Zi'an's neck and brought a handful in front of her.

I really ran into it, although it was just a light touch, but I had a dizzy feeling like being hit by a basketball while playing basketball.

Dong Xi seemed to realize something, and hurriedly let go of the hand that was holding Li Zi'an's neck, and then leaned back a little. A hint of blush rose on her cheeks, and Li Zi'an's eyes were also fierce. However, she can't say anything, after all, Shuai An has already leaned her neck back, and it was she who forcibly pulled Shuai An's neck back, can you blame Shuai An?

The atmosphere was awkward all at once.

Li Zi'an didn't speak anymore, and sat honestly and asked Dong Xi to give him a haircut.

Dong Xi didn't seem to have anything to tell and explain, and he didn't speak, and gave Li Zi'an a haircut seriously.

I don't know why, Li Zi'an remembered Mu Chuntao at this time.

He didn't tell Mu Chuntao about this.

The photo incident that happened in Yufu had some psychological effects on him, and he couldn't go to eat peaches next door when he was still guilty about it. What's more, Lao Mu obviously suspected that he was having an affair with Mu Chuntao, and there was pressure to go to Mu Chuntao's house again. This time I came to prison, just to be quiet and think about life.

"Whew-whew!" Kang Xin leaned down and blew on Li Zi'an's head.

Li Zi'an saw a touch of snow white, and there was a ditch in the white.

He closed his eyes.

Color is emptiness, and emptiness is color.

Dong Xi blew the front and went around and blew the back, and then returned to Li Zi'an, and said with a smile: "I now find that your bald head is better than having hair." ”

Li Zi'an was surprised: "Don't lie to me, really?"

Kang Xin picked up a mirror from the haircutting tool and handed it to Li Zi'an.

Li Zi'an took a look in the mirror.

The handsome man in the mirror has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, the bridge of his nose is straight, his lips are red and his teeth are white, his cheeks are sharp and stylish, and his bald head does not reduce his appearance, but adds a bit of unearthly freedom to him, and he is handsome.

If he puts on his robe and takes a Zen staff at this moment, he will be a proper holy monk, and the white bone spirit wants to eat him, the spider spirit wants to eat him, and the queen of the daughter country also wants to eat him.

"Huh. Li Zi'an smiled, "It's not that I'm handsome, it's that your haircutting skills are good." ”

Dong Xi looked at her with disdain, and what she despised was not Li Zi'an's handsome face, but the hypocrisy of Shuai An.

Li Zi'an stood up and shook the hair knots on his body: "Okay, send me to the cell." ”

Dong Xi pointed to a set of prison clothes on the desk: "Change your clothes and you can go in." ”

"Ouch, I forgot my clothes, I'm a prisoner now, I have to wear a prison uniform. Li Zi'an walked over and picked up the prison uniform and prepared to change into it, but he didn't see a rest room or bathroom or anything left and right, this was a very ordinary office.

The warden is also a civil servant, not a senior executive in a private company or anything, and there are rest rooms and separate bathrooms in the office.

Li Zi'an didn't know what to do with the prison uniform, he looked at Dong Xi and wanted to remind her what to do with his eyes.

You're standing here, how do I change my clothes?

Dong Xi didn't mean to go out, but said: "You change quickly, pinch and twist like a girl, what do you have to look at, do I rarely see you?"

Li Zi'an: "......"

So what are you doing here?

Li Zi'an was in a stalemate for more than ten seconds, but he still didn't see Dong Xi leave, so he had to compromise and take off his coat and T-shirt.

The sturdy upper body is exposed, and the muscle lines are hard but not symmetrical, especially the eight-pack abs, like a work of art carefully carved by a sculptor.

The most attractive thing about men and women is their abs.

Scientific studies have shown that men's abs can promote the secretion of hormones and happy dopamine in women.

Dong Xi stared straight at her, although she deliberately showed disdain, but she couldn't hide some things in her heart that came out of her eyes.

Li Zi'an hurriedly put on the jacket of the prison uniform.

The assets of the housekeeper and the peach can't be shown casually.

Dong Xi still looked at Li Zi'an, and had no intention of leaving.

Li Zi'an showed an innocent expression and stretched out his hand at Dong Xi.

Dong Xi shrugged his shoulders at Li Zi'an.

Body language communication is also useless.

Li Zi'an took off his pants hard.

Dong Xi was still staring, and for a moment, she couldn't hide the surprise in her heart, and it was revealed from her eyes.

Master is not just a synonym.

Sometimes, it's actually just a measure word.

Li Zi'an put on the pants of the prison uniform as quickly as he could, and he felt much better on the upper body of the pants, and then he changed his shoes as well.

"I'm alright, let's go. Li Zi'an said.

Dong Xi nodded: "Well, abbot, you come with me." ”

"Wait, what do you call me?" Li Zi'an suspected that he had misheard.

Dong Xi smiled: "Don't you think you look like an abbot?"

Li Zi'an also showed a smile: "I am the abbot, you are the master, the teacher, please lead the way." ”

Dong Xi glared at Li Zi'an, turned around and went to open the door.

Half an hour later, Li Zi'an was escorted by two prison guards to the door of a cell. A prison guard opened the door, and one pushed him through the door.

A middle-aged man in the cell was lying on the top bunk, and when Li Zi'an entered the door, he half-propped up and looked at it, and then lay down again.

The guard who opened the door closed the iron gate and left with another guard.

Li Zi'an walked to the lower bunk, put down the quilt he brought, and then put the plastic basin under the bed.

The plastic basin contained towels, drinking glasses, toothbrushes and toothpaste, and a bar of soap.

Li Zi'an sat down on the edge of the bed, wondering what script to play this time.

A pair of feet hung down on the top of his head, and he almost touched Li Zi'an's bald head.

Li Zi'an moved to the side a little.

He wanted to behave socially, but after thinking about it for a while, he gave up. Almost all of the people in the prison are social people, and people come first, so he has to keep a low profile to be normal. If you behave fiercely as soon as you come, it's a bit of a drama.

"New here, what's your name?" Fang Tian jumped down from the top bunk.

Li Zi'an glanced at him and replied lightly: "Fang Long." ”

It has to be a door, so that it can also shorten the distance.

"What did you do?" Fang Tian asked again.

Li Zi'an looked up at Fang Tian, his eyes getting cold.

One second into the play.