The water vapor rises in the tub like a swirling cloud, accompanied by a faint scent of lavender and mint.

The sound of rushing water sounded, and Guan Lang got up from the bathtub.

The large soft towel soaked up the water droplets like a sponge.

It's been a long time since I've been in a bath.

Lying in hot water for a while is really refreshing.

Jet-black hair falls naturally and is soft and flowing.

Facing the mirror in the bathroom, Guan Lang brushed the hair that hung down to his forehead.

Hair... It seems to be a bit long.

However, the slightly slender hair does not make his temperament too decadent, but brings a touch of softness, which perfectly neutralizes the oppression caused by his overly tall figure.

Many people think that for boys, hairstyle is more important than face, of course, this sentence is a partial generalization, maybe it is true for some people, but it is a complete fallacy on Guan Lang's body.

Guan Lang put his hand into his hair and lifted the excessively long bangs hanging down in front of his forehead.

It seems that I will find Mr. Tony to get a haircut tomorrow, and it is a little uncomfortable to block the field of vision.

Reached out and took a small blue hairpin on the sink to pin the excessively long bangs, and sure enough, it was slightly more comfortable to look at things like this.

The shortcoming is probably this, his forehead is completely exposed, and he feels cold, leaving only a small stubble of short hair stubbornly sticking out, but it can't help but can't cover his head.

Walking out of the bathroom, Guan Lang took a bottle of pure milk from the refrigerator kitchen.

Outside the living room, Wu Yazhen had finished her evening study and was squatting on the carpet, holding a cat teasing stick dangling in front of Qianqiu.

Chiaki lay on her back on the ground, her chubby cat paws waving lazily in the air, but it also gave her a face.

But looking at her energetic and happy appearance, judging from the results, it looks like a cat is teasing.

Guan Lang bit the straw and squatted down, reached out and gently scratched it twice on its chin, and touched its exposed little belly.

Well... It seems that his recent diet and exercise strategies have been very effective.

Chiaki's weight finally stopped soaring.

can be regarded as temporarily preserving his racial identity, so as not to become a little white pig.

When Guan Lang was petting the cat, a crisp giggling sound suddenly came from his ears.

Guan Lang turned his head to look at classmate Wu Yazhen beside him.

"What's wrong?"

Wu Yazhen clenched her fist against her lips, but the slightly tense apple muscles still showed her mood of holding back laughter.

"Brother Lang, why did you suddenly put on my hairpin?"

"Are you going to use this hairpin? Then I'll put it down now. Guan Lang thought that she was about to wear this hairpin, so she reached out and prepared it to return to its original owner.

"Don't, don't, don't ......," Wu Yazhen stopped his hand from picking up the hairpin. "How pretty, what a pity to put it down!"

"Pretty?" Guan Lang tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"Yes, yes, Brother Lang, you look very delicate after pinning your hair. Wu Yazhen suddenly approached Guan Lang's side, took out her mobile phone and quickly took a photo with Guan Lang.

"Well, look at it, it's better looking than me, and if we walk together, we might be mistaken for two sisters. Wu Yazhen flipped the photo to Guan Lang for himself.

Guan Lang looked at it intently.

Belch......

Don't say it, this bangs on the forehead are raised, and the eyebrows and eyes of the two cousins are really similar.

Because his hair is slightly slender and his facial features are delicate and upright, he looks neutral when his forehead is exposed, and his face is also delicate.

So the faces of the two are leaning together, and they are more like a pair of sisters than brother and sister.

Hey...

Guan Lang shook his head and quickly put down his bangs.

"Don't..." Wu Yazhen's face showed a little regret. "I still want to tie your pigtails for Brother Lang?"

"Impossible, absolutely not. Guan Lang twisted his head forcefully.

What are you kidding, he's a masculine man, and he refuses this level of playfulness.

"Okay..."Wu Yazhen nodded and sighed.

When they see good-looking people and things, most people can't help but think of teasing, even she is no exception.

Guan Lang nodded, coughed lightly and returned the hairpin he took off to Wu Yazhen.

Her gaze swept across her fast-tapped phone screen.

Group chat [Blind date and love family]

Boss: I took a photo with my cousin just now, my cousin is super good-looking.

Eldest sister: Look at the photos [looking forward to]

Sister Wen: It's been a long time since I've seen Xiaolang.

Guan Ma: [Smile]

......

In just a moment, the sisters in the large group of relatives and some elders replied one after another.

He and Wu Yazhen are probably the youngest of their generation, so they have responded very positively to the topic of both of them.

Especially the men of his generation are scarce, so they are even more "loved" by his sisters.

Guan Lang watched in horror as his little cousin pulled up the album and selected the group photo just now.

"Slow..... I think the pigtails can still be tried, and you have to have the courage to try and experience a side that you have never been exposed to. ”

"Well, then I'll go back to my room and get the tools. Wu Yazhen happily trotted towards the room.

Guan Lang squatted in place and breathed a sigh of relief.

If that photo just now goes to the group of relatives, it will be really over.

He could already imagine that if that picture was seen by the noisy cousins, they would be like they had been opened to a new world, and they would be bewitching themselves during the summer and winter vacations.

At that time, it may not only be a trivial matter of braiding, maybe makeup and women's clothes together.

The scene of a group of warblers and swallows flashed in his mind, and he shook his head with some shuddering.

He will never forget the shame of being dressed in skirts by a group of big sisters and led out to pay New Year's greetings to his elders on Chinese New Year's Eve when he was five years old.

I vaguely remember that the red envelopes received that year were particularly full, and many relatives, uncles and aunts pinched his cheeks with smiles, and applauded around him.

Shaking his head, he gritted his teeth and threw out the nightmarish fragments of memories.

When you think about it, it doesn't hurt to tie a pigtail.

Like some of the male teachers in their architecture school, with waist-length hair, Moxican has the courage to put it on his head, what is it to tie a small braid?

"Come on, come on!" Wu Yazhen staggered out with a small box, her face full of excitement that could not be concealed.

For some reason, he actually saw the mischievous little devil faces of his cousins through the years on this familiar face.

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