Li Xiaojie arrived home.

not only paid his own fare, but also did not escape with Shen Qinghuan's fare.

She looked at the figure of the taxi and scolded Shen Qinghuan in her heart. Blood. Drench. Head.

Taikoo Li in the Imperial Capital is the first integrated commercial project of Swire Industries to be launched in mainland China, with everything you need to eat, drink and play, and it is a paradise for young people.

Shen Qinghuan swiped a very popular teacher Tony on Douyin a while ago, and compared to the background that appeared in the video, it didn't take long to find the specific location.

It's just that she didn't expect that Lu Ziheng was also here.

"You're Mr. Tony?" Shen Qinghuan looked at Lu Ziheng in surprise after changing clothes.

The boy's appearance is very superior, at this age, it is not common to grow to 1.84 meters, especially the strong outfit in the hairstyling shop, which sets off Lu Ziheng's narrow waist and long legs.

Lu Ziheng's face is small, and his skin is white, so it stands to reason that he belongs to the little milk dog.

But Lu Ziheng often has a handsome face like frost, and with a unique smoke voice, he looks full of aggression.

"Student Shen. He's my eldest nephew. The real Tony teacher explained to Shen Qinghuan with a smile.

Oh.

What a coincidence.

Shen Qinghuan looked at Mr. Tony, at most he was a post-95 generation, and compared to his relationship with Lu Ziheng, Shen Qinghuan was now more worried about whether there were exaggerations in the popular videos posted by Mr. Tony.

Teacher Tony is also a good person, seeing Shen Qinghuan's worries, patting his chest and promising that he would satisfy her, and seriously promised that if she didn't do a good hairstyle, she would compensate her eldest nephew.

Lu Ziheng couldn't stand the joke, Jun's face turned red instantly, and he turned around in a panic and fled the scene.

Mr. Tony is young but very professional.

When testing Shen Qinghuan's skin color, Mr. Tony felt that the chestnut color was very suitable for her, so he gave suggestions.

And Lu Ziheng, who has already fled, doesn't know where he came from: "At the school stage, black and straight are the standard. ”

Mr. Tony thought it was the eldest nephew who was in love, interfering with the freedom of other girls to choose their hair color.

"Mr. Lu is right." Shen Qinghuan didn't have Lu Ziheng's words, which made Mr. Tony more sure of his guess.

A Middle School has always been known for its strict management of the imperial capital, and since she wants to start over, it is better to make her hair the standard of a good student at the beginning.

Shen Qinghuan is also very interested in the hairstyles of those girl groups' debuts, but they should do what they should do at any age, and it is not too late to wait until they are in college.

Due to the insistence of the person concerned, Mr. Tony directly skipped the two parts of testing skin tone and drawing design, and began to trim his hair and brush the color.

Shen Qinghuan's foundation is good, and after five or six hours, even the black Changzhi, who is the most rustic in the eyes of the hairstylist, can be controlled properly.

Teacher Tony is right to miss the surprise in his nephew's eyes, he took advantage of the fact that the store was not busy, and specially allowed Lu Ziheng to send Shen Qinghuan home for benefits.

It was already dusk when she came out of Taikoo Li, and Shen Qinghuan's new hairstyle was softly draped over her shoulders, just like her name, fresh and elegant.

Lu Ziheng looked at the girl's beautiful side face in the sunset, and clearly heard the sound of his heart bumping in his chest.

"Why don't we take the subway back?" Shen Qinghuan proposed.

Lu Ziheng's family lives in the suburbs, and Shen Qinghuan's family lives in the city, so taking Metro Line 1 is the wisest way.

Lu Ziheng thought that a girl from a family like Shen Qinghuan was at least a luxury car delivery and did not eat fireworks in the world.

But when watching her at the subway station familiarly press the route of the return trip and hand him the card that popped up in it, Lu Ziheng felt that he couldn't understand it again.