The group came to a barber shop in the center of the city, it was the lunch break, the shop was empty, Mr. Tony saw so many customers, his face was smiling, and he immediately greeted him.

Fu Ting made a final decision before they could speak, "Please dye their hair color back to black, and then give them the same hairstyle as I asked." ”

Fu Ting wants to reverse his father's image when he was young, and naturally he has to change his father's brothers, so as to save the future from being said that his father is fooling around with a group of bad teenagers.

Xie Zhen grimaced, "Listen to me, I want to dye a yellow bud beard, I think it is especially suitable for my temperament!" ”

The two big tigers also said that they all wanted to join the funeral family.

Fu Ting wrinkled his nose.

Fu Pei's eyes were sudden, he sat down in front of the mirror, and said without a beak, "If you want to make a hairstyle, do the same, otherwise don't mess with Lao Tzu in the future!" ”

The eldest brother spoke, but the younger brother dared not listen, and sat down consciously with a stroke of cowardice.

Fu Ting borrowed pen and paper from the barbershop, sketched a hairstyle, and handed it to Mr. Tony.

Half an hour later.

Xie Yu and the others cut it first, and looked at each other with tears in their eyes.

Xie Zhen touched his head and asked, ", what kind of labor reform hairstyle is this, will we be locked up as a labor prisoner?" ”

Dahu snickered sheepishly, "The family will be neat, let's wait for Brother Fu to go to the labor camp to drink tea together." ”

Everyone went to see Fu Pei very tacitly, and when he finished cutting it and got up, he put on his hood, revealing only a dark and dull face.

Fu Tingte looked forward to the effect, and looked at him with blinking, "Dad, take off your hat and show me." ”

Fu Pei put his hands in his trouser pockets, hung his head slightly, and covered his eyelashes with a small shadow, which made the contours even deeper.

The tight jawline showed his unhappiness, and his slightly deep voice was gloomy, "What is there to see?" ”

The board inch is quite popular in the future, and there are very few people who accept it in this era.

Fu Pei felt ugly and didn't want to show the little fool his bad side.

Fu Ting's fingers grabbed the corners of Fu Pei's clothes, shook them slightly, and his eyes were dumbfounded, "Dad, show me!" ”

It's damn!

Fu Pei couldn't stand this, and almost gave up resisting and hung his head, allowing Fu Ting to uncover his hood, revealing his appearance at this time.

The board inch head is a great test of appearance and face shape, and ordinary people can't control it, but Fu Pei perfectly holds this hairstyle.

Fu Pei's previous hairstyle was fluffy shallow coffee broken hair, which felt a bit like a Korean male protagonist.

Now it is dyed black, and it is shorter again, and the delicate and deep features are exposed.

Without the cover of broken hair, the boy's face line is even more hard and charming, and his face lined with black hair is extremely white, like the handsome black butler in the comics.

The clear sense of youth faded between the eyebrows, showing iron-blooded wildness, which was enough to make all the girls crazy for him.

Fu Ting seemed to see his actor father who was standing at the peak in the future, his eyes lit up, and he sighed sincerely,

"Hello A, Dad!"

“A？”

Fu Pei lowered his eyes and pondered, the little fool's reaction, it seems that this hairstyle has not been destroyed?

Fu Ting blinked, her eyes looked like falling stars, she looked very good, she gave a thumbs up, "It's super cool, super fanned!" ”

Xie Zhen and the others were dumbfounded!

With the same hairstyle, they are labor prisoners, and Brother Fu is super stylish!

They all want to say from the bottom of their hearts, I can!

The main thing, of course, is.

They also want a little fairy to blow rainbow farts to themselves like this!

Fu Pei was praised flutteringly, the corners of his tight lips couldn't help but curl, and he hurriedly pressed it down, raised his eyebrow bones, and said unruly, "It's just so." ”

He said, squinting his eyes again, "Look at your nymphomaniac, a man looks good, are you so boastful?" ”

Fu Ting tilted his head, with a confused expression, naturally cute.

Fu Pei thought that the little fool might be like this to other men, and inexplicably had a sense of crisis that the little cabbage was arched.

He pressed his hand on the little girl's head, and said in a deep voice, "Don't be a with other men in the future." ”

Fu Ting is an obedient baby, and the chick pecks the rice and nods.

Xie Zhen et al., "......"

is domineering like this, and it is not love?

Walking out of the barbershop, Fu Pei suddenly thought of something-