Chapter 15 Transformation

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In the breezy morning, Mo Shaokun and Qin Qin left the sanatorium.

The driver was still the colonel surnamed Wang, but today he did not wear a military uniform, nor did he drive the dazzling big red flag.

Colonel Wang's full name is Wang Hai, and he is the old man's personal guard, and Mo Shaokun and him are familiar with him after a few days of getting along. Don't look at his honest appearance, it seems that people and animals are harmless, but Qin Qin told Mo Shaokun that this Wang Hai is really a ruthless person.

Mo Shaokun has no doubt about this, if he can be the old man's personal guard, can he be an ordinary person?

"Miss Qin, where are we going?" Wang Hai asked Qin Qin, who was sitting in the back row, through the rearview mirror.

"Brother Wang, how many times have you said it, call me Xiao Qin or Qin Qin, don't call me Miss." Qin Qin glanced at Wang Hai with some unhappiness and said.

Wang Hai smiled, but he didn't speak or refute.

After thinking for a moment, Qin Qin said, "Let's go to the East Malaysia Cross first." After speaking, she turned her head sideways and said to Mo Shaokun on the side: "I won't take you around today because of the limited time, let's go around casually first, and when you are free in a few days, where do you want to play, I will take you there." ”

Mo Shaokun nodded, but it didn't take long for him to regret it.

East Malaysia Cross is a relatively prosperous area in Kyoto, and after Mo Shaokun and the three of them came here, Qin Qin took him straight to an image club called 'Aimei'. At first, Mo Shaokun thought that Qin Qin had something to do, but when they went upstairs, he realized that he was the protagonist.

"Yo, Sister Qin, you haven't been here for a few days." A well-dressed demonic ...... Man, well, it should be a man, if it weren't for his prominent Adam's apple and the outline of his facial features that could barely be seen as a man, I'm afraid that just by the weird tone and exaggerated movements when he spoke, everyone would think that this was a street girl who was soliciting customers on the street.

"Stop! Just stand there, don't get too close to me, I can't stand it. Qin Qin frowned slightly, pointed at the other party and shouted.

Seeing this, the man glanced at Qin Qin very charmingly, and at the same time cocked the orchid and pointed out, "I hate it!" It's been so long since I've seen you treat people like this? Everyone is sad. ”

Mo Shaokun couldn't help but shudder, and the same was true of Qin Qin and Wang Hai on the side.

"Don't complain in front of me, this is my brother, you give him a haircut first." Qin Qin didn't have a good airway, she really couldn't stand this Da Zhou, how did you say that a good man became like this?

Of course, although she can't accept Da Zhou's alternatives, Qin Qin admires Da Zhou's craftsmanship very much, looking at the whole of Kyoto, I'm afraid that there are few people who can be stronger than him, even many film and television stars are his frequent customers, if it weren't for this, she would never have brought Mo Shaokun here, every time she saw him, it was a kind of torment.

"No problem, I'll leave it to someone." Da Zhou turned to look at Mo Shaokun as he spoke, why was his eyes so ambiguous?

Seeing him approaching him step by step, Mo Shaokun's face turned a little pale, and he took two steps back slightly and said, "That'...... Well, I'm pretty happy with my hairstyle. ”

"Okay, we don't have much time, go and let Da Zhou give you a whole day, don't worry, although Da Zhou is not very good, Jishu is absolutely first-class." Qin Qin's eyes flashed with a gloating glow, and he gently pushed Mo Shaokun from behind, almost pushing him into Da Zhou's arms.

"Don't be afraid, soon." Da Zhou's fingers rushed at Mo Shaokun a little, took his arm and twisted his ass to pull him inside.

Looking at Mo Shaokun's embarrassed appearance and the resentful eyes that looked at him before leaving, Qin Qin couldn't help but feel secretly proud, the stinky boy knows how powerful his sister is now, right? In the future, if you are disobedient, my sister will take you to Da Zhou!

"I ...... I'll wait for you downstairs in the car. "Wang Hai seems to be very uncomfortable with the environment here.

Qin Qin didn't force him, nodded and followed Da Zhou's footsteps into the VIP room.

The bitter Mo Shaokun sat on the chair and could only let Da Zhou do his hand to him, especially listening to Da Zhou's ambiguous words, if he had a knife in his hand at this time, I am afraid he would give this sissy dozens of blows without hesitation.

"Sister Qin, you are really a tyrannical thing, why did such a handsome little Langjun look like this? I can't stand it, it's just unbearable!! ”

"Don't call me so affectionate, call me Xiao Qin." Qin Qin pouted.

She still agrees with Da Zhou's words, originally Aunt Hongyue is a famous flower in Kyoto, and Mo Shaokun's facial features are seven points similar to Aunt Hongyue, and his appearance is naturally not bad, but he has never known how to take care of himself, so he looks a little ordinary.

"Little brother, what's your name? Shall we be friends? ”

"Not good!" Mo Shaokun gritted his teeth.

"Oh, people will be sad if you say that. I'll be done with your styling later, and you'll have to take some posters for me. ”

“……”

"In the future, if you want to do styling, come to me, I will give you free, but don't go to those messy places, what a pity to let them spoil it."

Nima, why does this sound so awkward? Who's the spoiler? Mo Shaokun crossed his head with three black lines, his face was pale, and he glared at Da Zhou fiercely, and you dare to talk nonsense in his mother, Lao Tzu will play with you.

Qin Qin on the side was about to straighten up when he saw this.

Fortunately, about forty minutes later, Da Zhou snapped his fingers and clapped his hands happily like a little sparrow and said, "Okay, it's done, it's really a masterpiece." ”

Mo Shaokun snorted lightly and stood up, but looking at himself in the mirror, he was also a little distracted for a while, he never realized that he could be so handsome.

Qin Qin behind her was also shining with a fine light in her eyes, and even she was a little jealous of Mo Shaokun's appearance.

Leaving the club as if fleeing, Mo Shaokun thought that everything was over, but who knew that this was just the beginning.

In the next three hours, Qin Qin took him to almost all the men's clothing brand stores in the commercial street.

It wasn't until Mo Shaokun and Wang Hai were both covered with various shopping bags that Qin Qin couldn't get enough of saying that the shopping was officially over.

At this moment, Mo Shaokun has changed a lot, wearing brand-name casual clothes, and stepping on high-end casual shoes with thousands of Huaxia coins under his feet, and now he looks like a standard sunny and beautiful boy.

On the way back, Qin Qin's eyes almost never left Mo Shaokun.

She nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well, not bad, the transformation of Jihua was a complete success!" Brother, if you go out for a spin now, I don't know how many little girls you will charm. ”

Mo Shaokun rolled his eyes with a look of disdain, but he was happy in his heart, who doesn't like to listen to something good?

With handsome facial features and a slender figure, his appearance is enough to despise most people, and even many so-called beauties are afraid to be inferior in front of him. But fortunately, his slightly darker complexion adds a little masculinity to him, otherwise he is afraid that his appearance will be mistaken for a little white face.

There was a grunting sound in his stomach again, Mo Shaokun glanced at Qin Qin a little helplessly, this sister is really enough, from going out early in the morning to now tossing herself energetically, zuihou still doesn't give food to eat, is there anything to eat when he goes back to the sanatorium?

"Hungry, huh? Don't worry, you'll have something to eat when you get back. Qin Qin seemed to see through Mo Shaokun's thoughts, and said with a slight mystery in his eyes.