If Ye Chen had been to that kind of high-end barber shop, he would definitely be able to see that this place was somewhat similar to the barber shop, but compared to the high-end barber shops outside, it was more upscale.

Even the delicate woman in front of her is also the kind with first-class appearance. Ye Chen is not a lustful person, and he is also not as romantic as those families, but he is a person who studies Chinese medicine, and a person who studies Chinese medicine, generally speaking, he is the most good at looking at people, especially, seeing a person's look, all kinds of demeanor, he will be able to see this person, the recent situation.

Ye Chen read a lot of all kinds of Chinese medicine books, including those in ancient times to identify a young woman, whether it is still perfect, through the understanding in those books, Ye Chen will naturally get a lot of ways.

Among them, without the help of other drugs, it is possible to check whether a woman's walking posture, movements, charm, eyebrows, lips, and face are still perfect.

Now that Ye Chen was sitting on that soft chair, he felt a little strange when he looked at the young woman in front of him. Is there still something like this that comes out of the mud and is not stained?

Ye Chen really couldn't believe it! According to his previous identification method, there should be no mistakes, and he naturally had some doubts in his heart.

"I don't know why the eldest young master is looking at me like this?" asked the delicate young woman next to her.

"It's nothing, help me get a haircut!" Ye Chen felt that maybe he was wrong, maybe he couldn't say.

"Young Master, I don't know what hairstyle you want to cut?" the young woman asked.

"Let's flat!" Now that the summer is coming, Ye Chen is naturally not suitable for continuing to grow longer hair, so it is troublesome to wash it like this, not to mention that when you have long hair, sweating is even more uncomfortable.

The young woman brought out a set of haircutting tools, among which were two sharp scissors, a comb, a hair dryer, and a folded black cloth, which were specially used to block the hair that fell out and prevent it from getting on the clothes when cutting hair.

"Young Master, I'll help you wash your hair first!" In this independent room, except for the building that is a combination of Chinese and Western styles in the Republic of China, everything else is modern, with an independent bathroom, faucets, and everything.

However, this is not a standard barber shop after all, so there is no kind of small bed that allows people to lie down directly and let you wash your hair, but let Ye Chen bend down and bow his head, stand in front of the faucet, and the other party began to shampoo Ye Chen's hair.

While shampooing, the young woman, who wiped shampoo on Ye Chen's hair, began to touch it, and then began to massage Ye Chen's head and neck. From this point of view, it is indeed a very standard massage method.

However, this made Ye Chen feel strange, when her hands massaged his neck, Ye Chen felt that the other party's hands were not as soft as those women, but a little rough.

In this case, in general, it is usually hard work, and then the hands will be left with a thick callus. Of course, the other type of people, that is, those who practice martial arts, will have such a thick cocoon.

"Girl, where are you from?" asked Ye Chen.

"I'm from Sichuan!" Listening to each other's accents, there are some similarities. After all, Ye Chen's hometown is in Shennongjia, not far from there, and he usually communicates with those who speak Sichuan occasionally.

The young woman in front of him spoke to him with a Sichuan accent from the beginning. However, it made Ye Chen feel that it was a bit deliberate.

"Oh!" Ye Chen didn't say anything more.

She washed Ye Chen's hair for a few minutes and massaged it for a few minutes before letting him sit back on the chair. Then, he was draped in that black cloth.

Ye Chen sat there, and the young woman wiped his hair, then took a hair dryer to blow it, then brought scissors and a comb, and began to cut his hair.

Ye Chen closed his eyes and sat there, not looking at the big mirror in front of him. Just now, he had already seen this delicate and beautiful young woman with a melon seed face.

Such a beautiful woman, usually here in the club, doing this kind of work, I heard that she was still a technician before, in this case, she is still perfect, and she is not stained out of the mud?

Unless, unless she's sick. For example, those with AIDS are afraid of other men. However, Ye Chen believed that it was definitely not for this reason.

When she was slowly cutting Ye Chen's hair, the speed seemed to be smooth, and it also made sense in this regard, she had done this kind of hair cutting work in the barbershop before.

Ye Chen didn't say anything more, just that the young woman seemed to occasionally use that plump shuangfeng to rub and tempt him.

Ye Chen smiled in his heart, there was no other reaction, and when she cut the hair on Ye Chen's left hand almost the same, Ye Chen felt that the young woman in front of him was getting more and more different. However, until now, she hadn't made any other moves, and Ye Chen naturally didn't do anything else.

"Young master, do you need to cut the hair on your forehead a little shorter?" said the young woman. Seeing that Ye Chen had kept her eyes closed, and she didn't know what she was thinking, her look just now flashed, and that look, as if with a murderous look, was not at all like the delicate one just now, her eyes were watery, as if she was about to come out of the water.

"Cut it shorter!" Ye Chen said.

The young woman continued to cut Ye Chen's hair, and cut the hair on Ye Chen's head much shorter, and now the ground was full of those black hairs that had been lost, and Ye Chen felt much more comfortable. When the hair on the back of Ye Chen's head was also cut a lot shorter, Ye Chen asked, "Girl, are you finished?"

"Not yet, I need to keep tidying it up for you!" she said. I don't know where she took out a whisker knife and began to slowly shave off the short hair next to Ye Chen's ears. The speed was very slow, and even after the other party shaved Ye Chen, he would massage it from the neck to the head.

"Alright, I'll wash your hair now!" said the young woman.

When Ye Chen bent down and stood next to the faucet, the young woman began to shampoo his hair very carefully, and the carefulness and proficiency were as if she had really done such a job before.

When she was almost washing Ye Chen, she said, "Young Master, you stand here first, and I'll bring a dry towel to wipe it for you!"

It was at this time that she had taken the dry towel in the past, and she already had the sharp scissors in her hand.

She held the sharp scissors in one hand and the towel in the other, and the fierce eyes in her eyes glanced at Ye Chen, and it flashed again.

When she came to Ye Chen, she stood in front of Ye Chen, first holding the towel, wiping Ye Chen's hair, holding the sharp scissors in her left hand, and when she thought that Ye Chen, who was bending down and bowing his head, had not yet reacted, she wanted to insert the scissors into Ye Chen's neck.

There is no doubt that the most dangerous parts of the human body, the head, the neck, the heart, several parts, now if the sharp scissors are inserted into it fiercely, just like the time when Cheng Fei held a sharp beer bottle and stabbed Jinshi's neck fiercely.

Just when she wanted to stab her, Ye Chen had already grabbed the other party's hand and asked, "Hey, what do you want to do?"

The young woman just now, when the murderous aura emanated, Ye Chen already knew, and before she could react, she had already grabbed her left hand holding the scissors.