As soon as he got downstairs, Lan Wuwu saw Ji Weixiao's car parked under the big tree on the side of the entrance of the unit building.

After Ji Weixiao started the car, Lan Wuwu opened the back door and sat in.

"Sit in front."

Ji Weixiao, who was sitting in the driver's seat, spoke in a deep voice.

"Just sit in the back."

Lan Wuwu didn't want to sit in the passenger seat.

"Sit down."

Ji Weixiao spoke again, and Lan Wuwu was still motionless.

Ji Wei was angry, so he opened the car door directly and went to the ground, walked to Lan Wuwu's side, and after pulling the car door, he directly picked her up from the car and walked in the direction of the passenger seat.

Lan Wuwu just wanted to resist, but saw Ji Weixiao's eyes drooping, and his eyes stared at her coldly with a warning light.

Ji Weixiao put her in the passenger seat, crouched in front of Lan Wuwu, pressed her shoulder with one hand, and touched the seat belt with the other.

None of them knew how intriguing the pose seemed to outsiders......

Ji Weixiao blocked the car door, can she still run?

Lan Wuwu really wanted to slap the big hand off his hand.

Ji Weixiao held the seat belt, but he couldn't buckle it.

"Are you alright? I'll do it myself! ”

The two were very close, and although he could only see the back of Ji Weixiao's head, Lan Wuwu still felt a little uncomfortable, especially when the other party was still lying in front of him.

"Wait!"

Ji Weixiao buckled the button in again.

A crisp sound of "click" indicates that Ji Weixiao successfully buckled the seat belt.

"Alright!"

Ji Wei raised his head violently, and the wings of his nose with fine beads of sweat just touched the corner of Lan Wuwu's mouth.

Lan Wuwu pursed his lips and nervously retracted his face, trying to distance the two people's faces.

Her face was about to be squeezed out of shape by her.

Ji Weixiao didn't mean to tease Lan Wuwu, he supported the edge of the seat with both hands and went down from the door.

"Why are your sleeves so dark?"

Seeing Ji Weixiao's action of helping her close the car door, Lan Wuwu just breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he suddenly came up again.

"I don't know!"

When she went out just now, the cuffs were still clean.

Lan Wuwu wore a white shirt today, and the black stains on the cuffs were very obvious.

"It's okay, I can't see it when I put on my blazer."

Her little black suit was placed on the second row of seats, and when she got down to the office, she put on her blazer so that no one could see the cuffs of her dress inside.

Ji Weixiao's focus is different from Lan Wuwu's.

He noticed that Lan Wuwu's clothes were clean when he went downstairs, why did it get dark after a while?

What is the cause of this blackening?

didn't find the reason, Ji Weixiao seemed to be very unwilling.

Didn't she find a solution? Why didn't Ji Weixiao leave in front of her? Why don't you get back to the driver's seat?

The sun rose higher and higher, and Lan Wuwu felt that the sunlight outside was dazzling.

"You touched me just now."

In order to end this close contact again as soon as possible, Lan Wuwu opened his mouth to remind Ji Weixiao.

Cuff place......

That is, his hair.

Lan Wuwu slapped Ji Weixiao's head with his hand.

Spread out the palms and be clean.

Isn't it?

Ji Weixiao felt the power in his head, and frowned and looked at Lan Wuwu.

"Don't touch my hair."

He doesn't like to be touched anywhere on his head.

"I'm sorry, I just suspected that your hair was rubbing my clothes black, and I couldn't help but get started."

"Won't you voice your suspicions?"

Although Ji Weixiao's tone was a little displeased, his hand still unconsciously brushed the hair on his forehead.

This is a terrible flirtat.

He obviously didn't use much strength, but there seemed to be a bunch of black powder in front of him, and some of it even fell into his eyes.

What's going on?

His palms were blackened, and there was a lot of fine black ink on them, and a little sweat from his palms was pasted into a more vivid color.

"What's wrong with your hair?"

Lan Wuwu couldn't hold back his curiosity and leaned over to look at his hair.

It didn't matter, she was about to laugh.

Ji Weixiao's bangs are of different lengths like being gnawed by a dog, and there seems to be a little burnt smell.

Thinking of the gas stove he had just used in the kitchen, it was not difficult for Lan Wufu to guess what kind of torture his hair had undergone.

"Your hair is ruined by the fire!"

Lan Wuwu saw Ji Weixiao's uncertain face and opened his mouth to explain.

The more Ji Weixiao touched his hair, the more wrong it became, and he leaned in front of the rearview mirror when he raised his head.

Damn, how did he get his hair like this?

Half of the bangs that he had grabbed several times were missing at this time, and there were many pieces of messy hairs of different lengths in the hair that were close to the bangs, so looking at it, he seemed to be staring at a whirlpool on his head, how ugly it was.

Lan Wuwu said that his hair was burned by the fire, and the only place he could touch the fire was in the kitchen.

God is too much, he kindly made breakfast for Lan Wuwu, but he got such a result.

Lan Wuwu's heart was already happy, but it was not revealed in his performance.

"Laugh if you want to."

Don't think Ji Weixiao can't see what she's thinking.

With Ji Weixiao's words, Lan Wuwu really laughed out loud, laughing until the whole person was shaking in the seat.

Is it that funny?

Compared with Lan Wuwu's happiness, Ji Weixiao became depressed.

No, he had to get a haircut.

His funny appearance could not be seen by anyone else who knew him.

Lan Wuwu stopped with a smile and looked out the window.

She really didn't dare to look at Ji Weixiao.

His current expression is serious and serious, but his hairstyle looks like a two-hundred-and-five, how funny it is.

She was afraid that she would laugh out loud again when she saw it.

This hurts Ji Weixiao's self-esteem too much.

"Why did it stop?"

I haven't arrived at the company yet!

Lan Wuwu sat in the car, looked at the surrounding street scene, and spoke to Ji Weixiao suspiciously.

"Put your coat on and get out of the car."

Ji Weixiao got up from the seat, half-cut his body to the second row, took the blazer that Lan Wuwu had put there, and threw it into Lan Wuwu's hand.

"I haven't arrived at the company yet!"

"I'll go back later."

Lan Wuwu lifted his eyes and glanced at Ji Weixiao, forced a smile, and tried his best not to raise the corners of his lips.

After putting on the coat, Lan Wuwu also deliberately fastened the buttons, so as not to blow the clothes up in the wind.

"What are you going to do?"

"Haircut!"

Ji Weixiao took out a hat out of nowhere.

He put a hat on his head and dragged Lan Wuwu to an upscale private modeling house.

"Ji Shao!"

"Where's your boss?"

"Upstairs."

Ji Weixiao pulled Lan Wuwu and walked in the direction of the stairs again.

"What kind of wind blew your Young Master Ji over?"

When Lan Wuwu didn't stand firm, a soft voice passed through Lan Wuwu's ears.

When she looked up, she saw a person standing at the top of the stairs with braided hair that Lan Wuwu couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman.

"Stop talking nonsense, quickly find a room and help me cut my hair."

He really looks like this.

Ji Weixiao said, and glanced at Lan Wuwu fiercely, as if she was the culprit.

Not to be outdone, Lan Wuwu glared back at Ji Weixiao, who only gave her the back of his head.

It's not that she asked him to make breakfast, it's Ji Weixiao who has to do it himself, and now that his hair is burned by fire, what's the matter with her?

The pigtail didn't immediately take Ji Weixiao to find a room, but walked in the direction of the staircase, Lan Wuwu finally saw that this person was a man, but why did he leave a little tug?

"Who is this?"

He hadn't seen this woman in Ji Weixiao's place before.

There was another chilling sound, and Lan Wuwu wanted to leave this place quickly.

"Her name is Lan Wuwu."

"Your new love?"

Lan Wuwu just wanted to deny it, but the feminine voice came again, "Ji Shao, you don't want me anymore?" ”

What's going on?

Ji Weixiao said that he was not gay, but the man in front of him was inextricably linked to him.

They still seem familiar......

Lan Wuwu, who was on top of the gossip worm, looked at the two of them with a pair of curious eyes, eager to get something out of their interaction.

"Ding Mu, you have itchy skin, don't you?"

Ji Weixiao's face darkened, and a black fisherman's hat was about to be ignited by the hidden anger above his head.

"Okay, I'm not going to make trouble."

How did this voice become so masculine?

"Hello, my name is Ding Mu, and I am Ji Weixiao's personal stylist and good friend."

"Hello, my name is ......"

Lan Wuwu just wanted to introduce herself, but Ji Weixiao interrupted her fiercely, "What nonsense to talk to him?" ”

Whether this was said to her or to Ding Mu, it had a bad impact on Lan Wuwu, but she was very knowledgeable about current affairs and obedient to Ji Weixiao.

She smiled apologetically at Ding Mu and kept up with Ji Weixiao's pace.

Ding Mu stared at the backs of the two of them one after the other with interest, his eyes full of excitement.

"How did your hair look like this?"

Ding Mu is a hairstylist, and he categorically can't accept Ji Weixiao's current hair.

What hairstyles are these? Like shit!

It's really spicy to the eyes.

"Burned."

"You're so good that you can even burn your own hair."

Ding Mu couldn't help but complain, and Ji Weixiao had a burning smell on his head, so he directly escorted him to wash his hair.

"Ji Shao, please come here."

The person who washed Ji Weixiao's hair was not Ding Mu, but his assistant.

Ji Weixiao's eyes were horizontal, and when he saw Ding Mu and Lan Wuwu staying alone, his heart felt like a thorn.

"You come with me."

"Why? She doesn't wash her hair! ”

Without waiting for Lan Wuwu to speak, Ding Mu rejected Ji Weixiao for her.

"Did I ask you?"

Ji Weixiao gave Ding Mu a cold arrow in his eyes, and waited for Lan Wuwu to leave with him.

"Good!"

Lan Wuwu didn't want to stay alone with Ding Mu, and leaving with Ji Weixiao was the best strategy at this time.

The place was foreign to her, and it only exacerbated the unease and stress in her heart.

"Get out! I'll wash this one. ”

Ding Mu's words were for his assistant.

Who knew that Lan Wuwu was so obedient to Ji Weixiao?

He also wanted to support Ji Weixiao, and then chat with Lan Wuwu alone, but he didn't expect the other party to give him this opportunity at all.

Not only did Ji Weixiao not give him a chance, but even Lan Wuwu didn't cooperate with him.

Could this be the legendary tacit understanding?

But what is their relationship now?