492 Jiangcheng Golden Scissors
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After listening to this, Pei Anan took the flashlight on Yan Jing, and responded crisply: "Okay, brother-in-law!" ”
When Yan Jing heard this "brother-in-law", he paused again, and the tips of his ears quietly reddened.
Fortunately, he is now standing behind Pei Zhitong, if Pei Zhitong sees it, it will definitely be another ridicule.
Pei Anan stood in front of Pei Zhitong, and when he saw Yan Jing's appearance, he was just about to laugh, but Yan Jing raised his eyelids and glanced at her.
Pei Anan saw the threat in Yan Jing's eyes, and hurriedly put the smile back again.
However, after a while, I couldn't help but smile at my aunt.
Yan Jing didn't bother to care about her, and took the scissors and stroked Pei Zhitong's hair twice.
Just about to put down the scissors, Pei Zhitong, who was sitting, suddenly felt a numb scalp and stretched out to cover his hair.
Fortunately, Yan Jing's eyes were quick and he put the scissors back at once.
"What for?!" Yan Jing looked at Pei Zhitong and asked helplessly, "Don't do it blindly?" Almost poked yours! ”
Pei Zhitong covered his head, turned his head to look at Yan Jing, and confirmed again: "Can I really believe in your art?" ”
Yan Jing said with certainty: "Jiangcheng Golden Scissors, what you are talking about is below!" Alright, get in a pose, hurry! ”
After speaking, he added, "Even if it is broken, can it still be ugly now?" ”
Pei Zhitong: ...
Believe in your wickedness! You shouldn't have asked that more!
When Pei Zhitong heard this, he put down the letter suspiciously.
Yan Jing began to give full play to his talent as "Jiangcheng Golden Scissors".
After a few minutes, Pei Zhitong felt the movement above his head stop, his eyes looked upward, and he asked, "Are you okay?" ”
"Hmm... Yan Jing did not speak.
Pei Zhitong looked at Pei Anan again and asked, "What's wrong?" Okay? ”
Pei An'an's eyes rolled twice, pursed his lips, and did not speak.
"What the hell is going on?" Pei Zhitong had a bad premonition.
Yan Jing invited him twice and said to Pei Zhitong: "Go and see for yourself!" I think it's OK. ”
Pei Anan didn't dare to speak, and his eyes drifted to the side.
Pei Zhitong knew that things were going to be bad, stood up, and trotted over to the small room where the washing rack was placed.
bumped into Gu Liping at the door, Gu Liping said, "Why are you panicking?" Slow down and run... ”
Gu Liping's words came to an abrupt end, she looked at the top of Pei Zhitong's head in surprise, and asked, "What's wrong with your hair?" ”
Pei Zhitong ignored Gu Liping, stretched out his hair, and continued to run towards the house.
There is only a small mirror the size of a palm in the house, which is inlaid on the washing shelf.
This washing shelf was built by Pei Zhitong's grandfather when Gu Liping got married.
Although the mirror is small, Pei Zhitong can also see his own appearance.
Seeing the hair on the top of the head like a dog gnawing...
Oh, it's not hair anymore, it can only be counted as broken hair?
Pei Zhitong was angry and shouted: "Yan Jing! I'm not done with you! ”
Pei An'an, who was in the courtyard, heard the voice, looked at Yan Jing with a playful face, and said, "You seem to be in trouble, brother-in-law!" ”
Yan Jing nodded calmly, and said in a calm voice, "It seems to be." ”
In fact, Yan Jing is just a group of people who look calm on the surface and panic in their hearts.
Pei Zhitong rushed out and stood still in front of Yan Jing: "Jiangcheng Golden Scissors? Can you rest assured of my art? Well? That's how you put me at ease? You're great! ”
Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^